#redarse

[cyclicalitty]

mini comic is up on AO3 (very NSFW) (x)

[floatinghanmi]

jayroy bc i missed them 🏹❤️🔫

[mysticlael]

God, y'all like these <_< >_>

Dick: *Kicks the door open, looking panicked* Bruce: What did you do? Jason: NOBODY DIED! Bruce: WHAT KIND OF ANSWER IS THAT?!

Tim: Dear Diary, my teen angst bullshit has a body count.

Bruce: I hate to say ‘I told you so’— Jason: No, you don’t. You would marry 'I told you so’ and have a baby with it and buy adjoining burial plots.

Damian: I hate you with every inch of my body! Jason, looking down: That’s not a lot of inches.

Steph: My bad, It’s a knee jerk response. Dick, holding Tim's unconscious body: WHOSE KNEE JERK RESPONSE IS TO START THROWING BRICKS AT SOMEONE???

Robin!Tim: He called me the B-word. Jason: Motherfucker doesn’t start with ‘b’!

*after the Squad's plan goes horribly wrong* Bruce: Now it seems we're back at square one-- finding Jason. Tim: For the record, I already found him. Dick: And you let him get away before we could have a meaningful conversation! I'm telling you, just let me try- Tim: He stabbed me! Damian: I'm surprised he waited this long, Drake. We've all had the urge.

Pre-adoption Jason: I am very small and I have no money, so you can imagine the kind of stress that I'm under.

Roy: I'm so happy, I could kiss you! Jason: Um...Neat. *later* Jason, lying face down on his bed: I said "Neat," Dick. Who the fuck says neat these days? It's not neat to say neat but I said it anyways because I'm fucking stupid. Dick, upside down on the bed: Don't beat yourself up too much, Little Wing. Everyone gets nervous sometimes. Remember what I did when Wally confessed his love for me? Jason: ...Didn't you thank them? Dick: *swings up* I fucking thanked him.

Steph: Synonyms are weird because if you invite someone to your cottage in the forest, that just sounds nice and cozy. But if I invite you to my cabin in the woods you’re going to die. Tim: My favorite is explaining the difference between a butt dial and a booty call. Bruce: It’s called connotations. Jason: Try this one on for size, “Forgive me, Father, I have sinned” vs “Sorry, Daddy, I’ve been naughty." Dick: Great news! Language is now banned!

Dick: What does “baka” mean? Tim: Moron. Steph: Idiot. Duke: Stupid. Dick: The fuck did I do?!

Bruce: In the past year you have managed to piss off the LAPD, ATF, CIA, FBI- Jason: NBA. Bruce: …? Jason: Snuck into a Cliffords game.

Tim: Oh god, he texted you ‘hi.’’ punctuation only means one thing, Dick... He's mad at you. Dick: No, it's Jay. He's just being grammatically correct! *meanwhile* Jason: And then I used a period so they'd know that I'm mad at him. Roy: A period doesn't say 'I'm mad', it says 'you're dead to me'. Jason: I stand by my choice.

[the-ghost-of-jason-todd]

RIGHT! MY CARVINGS!!

jay has a potted cactus on his head, and roy has a potted carrot XD

if you are interested in a custom chibi woodcarving of a character of your choice PLS let me know because i can absolutely provide i think ive even got an etsy listing somewhere

[sapphiretanto]

Jason: Do you remember our honeymoon?

Roy: *grinning* That glorious cruise.

Jason: No calls

Roy: No cares

Jason: No survivors

[tim-lz]

[azmaarts]

And That's How I Met Your Dad (Part I)

Recently read some really fluffy RoyJay fanfics. So, here's a mini fancomic AU where Roy meets Jay who came straight back after the Pit and continued his studies!

If you see any wackiness in coloring... please ignore. I was half asleep drawing this. (Legit fell asleep while coloring Roy. IDK how I did that.) :,D

Out of curiosity, who do you guys ship with Jason (or is it just no one)? I might try some ship drawings, so please list any you guys like in the comments. Thanks!

Edit: (Cuz my dumbass can't figure out how to properly reply to a reblog :,D)

Thank you for cleansing my soul with those tags. XD

Edit 2: Bro. I am wheezing reading the reblog tags. I love the collection. We've got the straightforward ones, the sweet-and-I-wanna-hug-you ones, and funny-AF-tags-that-could-be-a-whole-post ones. Thanks, guys! (ᕑᗢᓫ∗)

Here's the link to Part II now! :D

[tiger-in-the-flightdeck]

Trick! Jason/Roy, Pumpkin please and thank you =)

I laughed out loud like ten times while writing this, so I hope you get as much amusement out of it as I did.

Read on below, or on AO3

It's The Great Pumpkin, Jason Todd

“I thought Ivy was playing nice lately? She and Harley were settling down and raising carnivorous roses together or something?” 

“She has been. That’s why we’re investigating. Dickie Bird says that Ivy is insisting she’s not involved with this. Gave proper alibis and everything.” 

Jason hunkered down next to the fence and made a cup with his hands to boost Roy up to the top. 

“Holy shit,” Roy hissed when he got a look over. 

“Feel free to pull yourself the rest of the way up. You know, any time now. Your balls are basically on my forehead right now.” 

Reaching down, Roy swatted around until he hit the top of Jason’s head. “You’ve gotta see this.” 

“I can’t see anything. Because, and I believe I mentioned this already, your balls are sitting on my fucking forehead.” 

When Roy made no effort to climb the rest of the way on his own or to shift his crotch away from his partner’s face, Jason growled deep in his throat and stood up, forcing Roy to the top of the fence in one quick motion. 

His idiot redhead flailed and squawked in surprise and tumbled headfirst over the fence, landing on the other side with a wet squelch. 

Jason had been raised better than to laugh. Too hard. 

He only had about three seconds total to enjoy himself before Roy let out a scream. 

“Arsenal!” Using little more than his fingernails and the rubber toes of his tactical boots, Jason scrambled up the wooden fence. He landed in a crouch, already drawing his guns to take aim at-

“Ohhh, this is gonna suuuuck.” 

Ambling slowly across the pumpkin patch was a Jack o’Lantern. 

An enormous one. 

At least the size of an SUV, and getting bigger as the pumpkins around it withered on the vine as it passed. 

And it was dragging Roy in its wake, the man tangled up in vines that pinned his arms to his side and were snaking into his mouth to keep him quiet. Still, he struggled and bit and fought to reach one of his arrows or his gun. His bow snagged on a dried pumpkin and pulled free. 

The mud in the patch slurped at Jason’s boots, slowing him to little more than a jog. Unable to reach his partner, he fired at the monster. “Hey, Jackass!” 

His bullets only made wet, meager thuds when they hit the gargantuan gourd and were absorbed into it, but it was at least enough to get its attention. 

It bellowed noiselessly, pulp and seeds spewing out of the jagged mouth and raining down around the patch. One of its trailing vines slithered across the mud to wrap around Jason’s ankle and yanked him off balance. He was dragged forward and as he scrambled for purchase to pull away, his fingers brushed something smooth and solid. 

Jason clutched at Roy’s bow and twisted around onto his back. His jacket was hiked up and dead vines jabbed and scraped at his back. “Boom arrow!” he shouted to Roy who had pried his quiver free and was trying to stab at his bounds with one of his classic arrows. 

Roy understood immediately, but he knew they would only have one chance at this. The vines he had bitten through were already regrowing and they were winding around his throat. There were spots in his vision from his air being cut off completely. He strained to get his fingers into the quiver, sorting through them by touch alone to find the arrow he needed. 

He pulled it out and sent it end over end at Jason just as he passed him. 

Not for the first time, he wondered if he had been a good enough teacher, but he couldn’t do anything but trust Jason when he nocked the arrow and took aim. Shooting from the ground was hard enough. Doing it while being hauled across a cursed pumpkin patch with mutant vines trying to pull his limbs off would be next to impossible. 

The arrow loosed and buried to the fletching in the pumpkin. 

For an agonising moment, nothing happened. 

Then the explosive detonated. Briefly, the pumpkin glowed from within, light shining out through its mouth and eyes, casting a shine over the field. 

Until it burst apart, chunks flying out in a near perfect circle and falling to the ground. Spattering the two men with orange sludge. 

The vines holding them captive went limp and they were able to scramble free. Jason crawled to Roy’s side and flopped over next to him. 

Between pants for air, Roy spoke.“Next Halloween, we’re just taking Lian trick-or-treating, and staying in to watch movies.”