#redarse

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.

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

Roy: *grinning* That glorious cruise.

Jason: No calls

Roy: No cares

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∗)

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.”