#jaybucky

[livingdeadbat]

Jason and bucky have too many narrative parallels they should make out about it

[autisticrosewilson]

What's ur crackiest crack ships for Jason? mine r probably Jason Grace/Jason Todd, Oliver from NNK/Jason Todd, Evan NNK2/Jason Todd and Dipper Pines/Jason Todd. or maybe even Mabel Pines/Jason Todd. that would be interesting. do u have crackier?

David Rossi (Criminal minds)/Jason Todd. I want to fuck that old man and I'm going to live vicariously through my favorite blorbo to do it.

Spike from Buffy the vampire slayer, exactly the same reason as above and also they have SO MANY similarities and ik Spike would treat him SO right.

Ethan Nakamura/Jason Todd....ETHAN/ALABASTER C. TORRINGTON/JASON.... this is just me being self indulgent because Ethabaster is my favorite rarepair in pjo.

Does Jason/Bucky count as a crack ship if they parallel each other so explicitly that they're practically narrative foils even in different universes. I call them soulmates personally. Only comic Bucky though idk what's going on in the MCU.

Jason/Logan, once again I want to fuck Wolverine and I think Jason does too.

And I'm coming out as a gross Homestuck because Jason Todd/Dave Strider is CORRECT I'M SO RIGHT ABOUT THIS they could be so fun.

There are probably more but that's all off the top of my head

[catunderstars]

If someone makes a Jaybucky or Timpeter Network/Chatgroup/Whatever tell me because i ship these ships so freaking much

[holleringhawk65]

I HAVE ANGSTY JayBucky ON MY MIND who wants in?

[churrios]

sad trash hobo gays sorry not sorry

"sad trash hobo gays"

Is that their ship name now?

[vitaecryptid]

JayBucky drabble~  Bad mood so this is prolly crappy and ooc

Jason woke with a gasp, his chest heaving and eyes wide as he doubled over, pressing the heels of his hands to his eyes.  He felt the cool metal of his lover's fingers brush over his lower back before his palm flattened and stroked over his spine.  Slowly the younger of the two let out a shuddering breath, his muscles gradually relaxing beneath Bucky's touch; despite the reassuring presence of the other man in his bed, the taste of dirt and worms, the burn of the pit's waters, till haunted his dreams whenever he slept too deeply. 

Bucky shifted beside him, sitting up and curling his arm loosely around him, "What do you need?"

It was never 'Are you okay?' or 'It'll be alright' with Bucky.  He was a victim to horrible nightmares as well, ones filled with blood and dead loved ones and the Red Room, so he knew what to say, what to ask.  Swallowing thickly, Jason straightened a little and turned in the embrace a little eyes still closed.  Immediately Bucky gently pulled him closer, his metal arm, the strength and solidness of it as well as how cool it was, grounding him as the older man pressed his head against his chest.  Jason's eyes fluttered shut as he listened to the steady beat of the other man's heart, his breathing slowly calming and neither of them speaking for a few long moments.

"Resurrection again." Jason mumbled finally, lifting a hand to gently push at Bucky's chest, quietly urging him to lay back down. "I'm good now."

Bucky obeyed, slowly reclining back, never relinquishing his hold on the younger man, even as he twisted his head to look at the clock. "Five hours.  That's a record, isn't it?"

Jason chuckled a little at that, letting Bucky guide him to curl up half on top of him, his hands stroking his hair and back. "Yeah..."

"Think you can go back to sleep?" Bucky was always so good at not pushing for information, for helping him cope, not trying to feed him some psychological bullshit.

"Maybe." Jason mused, absently running his fingers over scars and hard planes of muscle.  "You haven't had one for a while.  Sorry I woke you up."

"I have." Bucky corrects, his eyes fixed on the ceiling. "Yours just wake me up before they get bad."

Jason frowned at that, eyes cracking open. "So basically we're both sleeping shitty no matter what."

Bucky chuckled softly, the sound making a small grin quirk at the corner of Jason's lips. "Yeah, pretty much."

"Thanks for being my shitty sleep companion." 

"Ditto."

Jason pressed his mouth to the older man's muscular chest, eyes slipping shut as metal fingers gently rubbed the back of his neck.  It was far from perfect, what they had, especially considering the number of fights they got into and the baggage they both carried, but times when it was just them and their demons, those were good.  Nights where they gave each other what they needed, where there was no lost pride and no condemnation for what they both needed, those were amazing.  They'd both lost too much to count, yet somehow they'd found each other, somehow they worked, and that was all that counted.