#jaybird shares

[jaybird-baby-boy]

I still have to go into his story, but here’s my playlist for my Evil Kai design I posted today.

His name is Otoko, and that shiny little gemstone in his sword is very important to his story :)

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This is literally @xxrobotessaxx and how she is about daily brushies from me.

[lacrimosathedark]

There's one thing about Jason Todd that just gets to me. It's poetic, it's ironic, it's painful, it's mildly infuriating, and it's kind of hilarious. To me at least.

So. You know Jays? Like, the type of bird? These fancy fuckers?

Also these

Yeah, Jays. Jaybirds. [insert Roy Harper joke here]

Let me tell you a funky thing about jays.

Their scientific classification, do you know what family they're in?

Fucking Corvidae. JAYS ARE CORVIDS. Y'know, like ravens and crows and magpies. The kinds of birds frequently associated with intelligence, wisdom, and DEATH. The kinds of birds known for STEALING SHIT and HOLDING GRUDGES.

And the fact that NONE OF THIS WAS INTENDED IN JASON'S CHARACTER? I can't handle it. And my body can never decide if it wants to scream or laugh or cry when I think about it so I'm just sitting here vibrating over it.

[jaybird-baby-boy]

Yeah thanks tumblr for the distressing Fishdom advertisement with the freaky outlined giant gaping fish jaw I don’t have megalothalassophobia or anything like that. I totally didn’t almost get sent into a panic attack over that as scaring the absolute shit out of me. Yep.

[possibly-in-mordland]

Introduced Jaybird to Metalocalypse

[jaybird-baby-boy]

oh my god...

now for the ultimate test. go to this website. set it to randomly generate ONE pokemon. all generations. all types. whatever it generates? thats you as a pokemon forever. what you get is what you get. NO RE ROLLING. now. who are you? i got goomy :^)

[martiniluvr]

18+ minors dni

warnings: jaybird gets a little rough

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being the red hood comes with its share of frustrations, which is why jason todd is so grateful he has you. after a while, beating criminals bloody does little for the soul by way of stress-relief. a side effect of the vigilantism, no doubt. luckily, it didn’t take him long to figure out that your body could provide him with all the relief he needed. and so your little ritual began.

now, jason’s hands are planted firmly on your ass, spreading you open as he barrels into you. your cheek is pressed into the mattress, which partially muffles your moans at every intrusion. you whine as you feel him deep inside you, and jason realises you might benefit from some encouragement. he tears himself away from the sight of his glistening cock splitting you open to bend down to your ear, sliding one of his large hands along your back soothingly.

“you’re okay, ma, hm? yeah, you’re okay,” he groans, still pounding into you. the sound of your wetness against him makes his lower abdomen tighten. “c’mon,” he continues, his tone gravelly and breathless. “you’re takin’ me so well. you’re—fuck—doin’ so good for me. so good, baby.”

his loving words are in stark contrast to to the beating he’s inflicting on your sensitive pussy, and it only makes you wetter. he smiles to himself at the pornographic slapping of your soft thighs meeting his muscular ones with each rough thrust, feeling your cunt clench as he places a hot kiss to your temple. his other hand leaves its perch at your ass to tease your clit, eliciting another desperate moan from you.

“jay!” you plead, balling your fists in the messy bedsheets. your belly tightens as an orgasm draws near. “fuck, jay, I’m almost—”

a surge of energy runs through him when he hears the way you say his name, but jason keeps his focus. “no, don’t cum yet,” he breathes, fucking into you harshly to cut you off. “I’m not done with you, ma.”

[gay-dorito-dust]

I’m single-handedly trying to fight off the writers block and writer fatigue I’m subjected to currently…

‘Sweetheart, what’re you doing?’ Jason asked as he watched you place a plastic light up black candle between a werewolf skull and a glow in the dark zombie figure upon your window sill.

‘It’s Halloween season.’ You replied.

Jason cackled. ‘Chipmunk, it’s September 1st! You’re early to start decorating the apartment with fake skulls, skeletons and pumpkin decorations.’ He found your love for the spooky holiday adorable as he did hilarious, especially when he woke up at 3am to you stringing up bat and autumn leaf lights across the headboard of your shared bed, muttering under your breath. ‘It’s spooky time, the chill in the air is the first sign as the leaves become a gorgeous golden.’

You pouted, looking over at Jason, dressed in your matching scooby doo pyjamas and matching slippers of the talking Great Dane.

‘Jason.’

‘Yes.’

‘My sweet, sweet jaybird.’

‘Yes?’

‘Look me in the eye,’ Jason does as you say as he loved looking within them whenever he could and will take any opportunity to do so anyway, ‘do I look like I care? No, it’s spooky time, now help me hang this motion sensor hanging skeleton near the door, dick hates it but i think it’s funny seeing him scared shitless.’ You told him with the up most seriousness as you help out the decorative piece out towards him as he smiled.

‘As you wish my spooky chipmunk.’ Jason cooed as he pressed a kiss to your cheek before taking the skeleton from your hand and made his way towards the door, for just like you he loved seeing dick scared shitless by it, it was too good of an thing to not watch as Dick’s soul almost come out of his body for the tenth consecutive time.

Halloween might become his favourite holiday if this is what he got to experience each time with you.

[rosie-posie1313]

Jason Todd Fic Recs I 🔪

Hoodie Haggling By @citrinesparkles

On Masks and Trust. By ^

patience, love. By ^

Doctor Todd. By ^

Day at the Pool By @unmotivatedwrit3r

10 THINGS Y/N HAS HEARD JASON SAY DURING PATROL By @captainxevans

Stay By @magicalbeanie

Fluff By @smellslikemultifandomimagines

Secret’s Out - Father of Mine By @invisibleanonymousmonsters

Jay  By @youwerenevermeanttofeelalone

Dating Jason Todd By @anxiousnerdwritings

Fluffy Jason Todd Headcanons By @trashmagines

Late Nights And Bloody Fights By ^

The Forgotten Grayson. By @titans-imagines

Jason Todd when his Future child comes to the Present By @cipheress-to-k-pop

Breathe By @jaybird-redhood

Meant To Be By @pricetagofficial

acting like that By @graysonmydarling

Sharing is Caring  By @jaybirdtoddsblog

Promise By @aliasimagines

New Christmas Plans By @chloe-skywalker

Marry me By @elementalwriter67

Worth it  By @batfam-imagines

Pledge By @batarella

The thought By ^

Sleepy phone call By @toastedside

The Gun By @rynne311

Rough day By ^

Date night to remember  By ^

“Do you trust me?” By @writers-block246

Just a chance  By @fandomqueen74

Hey Gorgeous By @anothertimdrakestan

Welcome to Gotham By @deepdisireslonging

A midnight surprise By @peculiarpenman

Cure for Nightmares  By @readingbookelf

Baby Jason  By @aliasimagines

The Three Times Jason Wasn’t Saved- and The One Time he Was By @brisbookmark

“You Short Girls Are Mean.” By @captaindickgrayson

Dead Clown By @butwhyduh

Jason dating Damian's teacher By ^

Why Didn’t You Ask Me? By @coffee-latte-sprite

Father of Mine – Masterlist By @invisibleanonymousmonsters

RANDOM ASS JASON TODD HEADCANONS ! By @redhoodisms

Exhaustion By @uncpanda

Supply shop  By @deepdisireslonging

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@xxrobotessaxx

they've been heavy in my noggin for quite some time now so everyone gets j and tessa as morticia and gomez >w<

[er-osion]

Grocery Store Shenanigans

pairing: Jason Todd x gn!Reader

summary: You and your boyfriend go grocery shopping

word count: 1.3k

warnings: one tiny bit of sexual innuendo, fluff

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“Did you remember the list?” You asked your handsome boyfriend as the two of you got out of the car.

“Of course. Did you remember the bags?” Jason replied as both of you approached the entrance to the grocery store.

“Of course.” Jason grabs a cart as you two enter the store. It’s 11 o'clock at night right now, and you and Jason are at one of the few grocery stores in Gotham that are open 24 hours a day. Because of Jason’s work as Red Hood, your routines can be abruptly upended at times but you’ve learned to adapt and overcome. You love him, so you do what you can to support and be there for him, even if that means sacrificing your sleep every once in a while.

Tonight, Jason took patrol off and you two spent the evening watching reality shows on your couch until you suddenly remembered you were out of vital breakfast and lunch ingredients for tomorrow. That’s how you and Jason ended up at the grocery store so late at night. You actually don’t mind that much, the grocery store is empty with the exception of the employees so you and Jason have the whole place to yourselves. It’s very quiet and quaint and you relish the privacy of shopping with your boyfriend.

You and Jason wandered to the produce aisle first, where you would read the list in your hand and then grab the item that was written down. Jason watched you calmly with an unreadable expression that still somehow held affection. Jason lived for these moments. The moments when life got mundane but he still got to share it with you. There was something so domestic about grocery shopping together, only doubled by the emptiness of the store that gave the two of you your own little world. You and Jason had to go grocery shopping regularly, what with your careful meal planning (and Jason’s enormous appetite) so this was an errand you both got to indulge in frequently.

“And the eggs…” You absentmindedly muttered to yourself as you picked out a carton of eggs and handed them to Jason to put them in the cart.

“Eggcelent choice, my love.” Jason quipped.

You snorted and rolled your eyes, “Leave the puns to your brother, Jaybird.”

“You’ve gotta be yolking me, Grayson’s puns don’t nearly measure up to mine.”

“If you don’t drop the sorry egg jokes you’re gonna have to scramble to find a ride home.”

Jason choked on his laugh and began pushing the cart so the two of you could continue your shopping. You made your way to the bread aisle and started filling the cart with your favorite carbs. Jason piped up again with a coy tone of voice, “Is your full name ‘food cake’? Cause you sure are an angel.”

Your head snapped toward him. You tried to conceal the smile growing on your face but your eyes, in betrayal, were full of mirth. “Are you seriously flirting with me in the bread aisle?” You asked incredulously.

“Why not? Just like you, bread is soft and delicious. I can’t think of a better place to make some moves.”

“Wow, you’re a real modern day poet.”

“Hey, if I put you in the cart with all the other loaves of bread, will you let me eat you when we get home, too?” Jason leaned forward against the cart so his figure was floating just before you, his eyebrow raised suggestively but his tone playful.

Your mouth dropped momentarily in shock. “Unbelievable. Jason Todd, you should be ashamed of yourself.” You tried to hide how flustered you were with a reprimanding tone, but you could tell by Jason’s smirk, that you’d failed.

“My question still stands.” He reminds you.

“As does your audacity, it seems.”

“Ouch. Here I am, so sweet trying to seduce you, and here you are, insulting me.” Your giant boyfriend put his hand over his heart dramatically.

“If I wanted something sweet, I’d bust into the grapes we have in the cart.”

“You have some spunk tonight.”

“TLC will do that to a lady.”

“But of course.” Jason agreed and moved the cart forward so you two could finish up your grocery store run. The two of you were walking side by side, chit chatting about nothing consequential. Jason then slipped his hand into yours and you laced your fingers together in response. His hold on your hand was firm and all encompassing, like a hug, it was unbelievably comforting. You brushed your fingers against his knuckles and from the corner of your eyes, you could see a relaxed smile grow on his face. Just being in contact with you brought a level of support and stability that let Jason relax in a way he never thought possible before meeting you.

The two of you made your rounds around the store and finally came to the check out. The tired college student at the check out greeted both of you with familiarity. You and Jason kept exchanging mischievous glances at each other, trying to hold back laughter at the checker’s obvious lethargy. After Jason paid for the groceries, you packed them back into the cart and the two of you snuck out of the building, as if you were newbie criminals robbing a store.

In the parking lot, Jason motioned with his hand to the cart with a prankish expression and you mirrored it when you processed what he was suggesting. You moved the food to one side of the cart and then Jason helped you into the cart. Both of you were full of giggles as you adjusted your seat in the cart. It was times like this, when you were especially appreciative of your boyfriend’s inhuman strength, it gave you moments to be extra childish with him. After you were comfortable, Jason reclaimed his spot at the handlebars of the cart and put flourish in getting into a ‘ready’ position.

“Okay, capitan, ready for take off?” Jason asked with faux seriousness.

You responded with equal gravitas, “All’s clear here, private.”

“Ground control has started the countdown. In 3, 2,…. and 1.” On ‘1’, Jason took off with a powerful speed. Both of you failed at holding down your laughter, the merry sound ringing throughout the empty parking lot. Jason expertly maneuvered you through the empty lot, wind blowing across your face. You gazed at Jason, your eyes full of love and admiration. It made you unbelievably happy to see Jason happy, as carefree as he could be, like right now. He deserved so much in the world, so much happiness, it made you proud that you could be a source for it. Your primary goal in life now, was to make sure the love of your life always felt at ease around you, and Jason made sure you knew that’s exactly what you did for him everyday. Jason met your gaze with equal pools of love. He’d never understand what he did to deserve you, but he’s grateful every single day that you’re in his life. You’re like oxygen. He doesn’t just want you, he needs you. Jason wants to be a constant source of happiness for you. He wants to make you laugh and smile as much as humanly possible, and if he accomplishes that by being a little childish with you, you bet your ass he’d do that everyday.

Your combined laughter and the light of your grins drowned out the sounds of traffic and sirens so customary to Gotham. There was nothing that existed outside of you, Jason, and this parking lot. Even grocery store runs were special with Jason, there was something so perfect in the domesticity you two shared. Like the expertly crafted epilogue in a romance movie, neither of you wanted this moment to end.

[charliedakotariley]

Self insert here but imagine....

Jason having an artist partner, or a partner that LOVES to hord tiny decorations in their apartment/house.

They go out, sees a tiny mini figure of a bumble bee, buys it, takes it home and dedicates a whole ass shelf to it. Makes it a tiny house, a tiny garden and a general beautiful scenery.

Now imagine Jason, the buffed and huge mountain of a man, scary and violent, known to shaken everybody who meets him, ripped muscles and rough hands- and he's croutching to the level of the shelf, seeing the tiny Bumblebee with wonder and adoration in his eyes like a small kid in a Disneyland and softly asks "Does this cutie have a name?" and "If he could take it into his hands?"

The figure is as big as his pinky nail and he's holding it like it's alive, fragile and soft. He cooes at it, asking it how it's doing and what is it growing in its tiny garden.

After a while when he's putting it back he asks "Do you have more?" and his partner says "They're all over the place, you can try and find them all."

And DUDE- the way his eyes sparkles, a huge smile forming on his face, clapping his hands and doing this skippy jump while he runs around searching for those tiny creatures and their homes.

He finds a snail reading a book inside its shell above the fridge, a moth holding a caterpillar baby in a rocking chair in one of the cabinets, tiny kittens cuddling in a cozy bed behind a curtain, and a family of bats hanging from the ceiling holding wings in a book nook.

And he's tearing up. A tiny creatures having a praceful cozy lives without any trouble, nobody's hurting them, they need no savior, no one who would come late to their rescue, no shed tears and blood-

He gently puts the lastest figure back with a teary eyes, petting its head while turning and going back to your shared bedroom, stopping in a doorframe and looking at his partner who looks up and says something that has him bawling his eyes out...

"And you found the last one, Jaybird. Come here, to me, to our tiny peaceful home."

Thoughts?

I apologize for any mistakes, Grammarly isn't working-

[jaysgirlx]

imagine this jason todd coming home from a hard day and being embarrassed to ask for cuddles

i think about this daily because he doesn't want to seem needy or codependent but he needs your touches and affection because what else does he go out every night for?! who else is he making this city safe for?!

jason doesn't hate nor love what he does, but he does it because he has to. he has to be ruthless when others won't and he has to protect the weak. and it exhausts him. tonight especially because he had to do something he hadn't done in a while, kill someone. so when he gets back to your shared apartment, all he wants to do is hold you. he just wants to have you in his arms and never let go but he doesn't know how to go about that. you always asked for them and you didn't seem to want them right now. thats what he thought at least.

he sits down next to you on the couch, gently placing his head on your shoulder, hoping you'd do something but all you did was kiss him on the cheek. "how was patrol tonight, jay?"

"it was…difficult," he said quietly, he didn't want to project the way he was feeling onto you. he just wanted to hold you in his arms y'know? and never have to even think of you being hurt.

"do you need anything? i could make you some tea" you say getting up

but he pulls you back down by the waist and clears his voice before the big ask, "no no…i just want cuddles…"

"what?"

"cuddles"

"jaybird i can't hear you-"

"jesus woman, i just want to hold you"

jason would've felt a lot better about yelling that if you hadn't burst into laughter. this felt almost like you mocking him even though he knew you weren't trying to insult him. you didn't have to laugh in his face though.

"you want to cuddle?"

"yes"

you lay your head on his chest and warm your arms around him. he relaxes and pulls you close, taking in your scent. there was no better feeling they having you in his embrace, even if he was embarrassed to ask.

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Canon

Murder Drones Incorrect Quotes - Mother of the Year Award

Louisa: Tessa, look in the mirror, I see a strong, confident and beautiful lady. Tessa: -looks happy-

Louisa: Oh look, you're here too. Tessa: -looks sad-

Quote from Tangled

[heliosundercover]

Batboys and

how they talk about you

Bonus fic as a thank you for allowing my jason fic to do well 💋

Dick Grayson-

, who talks about you like a goddess walking the earth, loves you more than words. The type to talk about you so much that people doubt your real

 

“My girlfriend is so sweet, guys. Today we went to that one library I like. Guys, have I told you even her favorite book is adorable?”

It doesn’t help that he tends to get caught up in certain details, completely ignoring other ones. No one knew your name until a week into dating.

 

Jason: “If you asked me before, I would’ve never believed him; weve all gone a little insane, but now that Ive seen proof, I'm happy for him. He gets to be well-dick, and she gets to smile and nod, but I swear she enjoys it. They’re weird together.”

 

Tim: “We love Dick. A lot, but we were looking at a wonderful facility that has an in-patient gym in the beginning. But the way he looks at her, I wouldn’t be surprised if she actually did miracles.” 

 

Damian: “At least I believed him at the start. He was smitten and absolutely whipped. I thought it was just like Dick. I don’t know why I, of all people, was the only one that caught it.

 

Bruce: Yeah, I knew she was real. Why would I ruin everyone’s fun? I mean, Dick is a bit. Aloof sometimes… I'm not exactly surprised; he’s not exactly amazing socially sometimes, but with her, he’s extra awkward, and I watched him flirt with men and women. But look, as long as he’s happy, we’re happy for him.”

 

Dick is a completely drunken idiot, with so much training thrown out the window. 

(Can you tell I'm not a fan of a playboy dick😞 im sorry i love a good love stuck man)

 

Jason Todd-

, who is extremely protective of his peace, sometimes acts as if you’re fragile. He was the type to invite you to a family game night where he called a family meeting an hour beforehand, forcing everyone to be on their best behavior. Needless to say, it was awkward, but one uno round later, he realized you fit in just fine. 

 

“I knew my girl would win. She's a gangster.”

boast when you absolutely dominate everyone playing in the game. You never quite beat the cheating allegations.

 

Dick: "I don’t know how he did it, but he found someone who brings out a side of him I haven’t seen in years. No one is that good at uno; naturally, at least, I think she’s a meta. I'm not saying that non-metas aren’t good at uno.”

 

Tim: "You know how in movies the girl animals just have lashes, and how the boy is always darker and the girl will be like a lighter color? It's like she was made for him. I'm glad he found his anamorphic girl, Wolf. But, can I be honest? I think Alfred was telling her our cards.”

 

Damian: "I'm glad Jaybird is happy. He’s definitely earned it. Even if she cheats at UNO, they’re perfect for each other. Hell, the cheating is what makes them perfect for each other.”

 

Bruce: "I'm glad to see Jason happy. The sparkling in his eyes, the boyish smile, is the same joy I saw after he hit me with a car iron and ran off, giggling. I like her.”

 

 

Bruce Wayne-

is proud to show you off publicly. He’s not one to spoil someone, but sometimes he can’t help but pick up trinkets for you. Sometimes you’d wake up to keychains, jewelry, or even clothes somewhere in your shared room. 

 

He tried so hard to be there for you and protect you from his line of work. Some nights, he wouldn’t come to bed at all to avoid waking you. Some nights, if you worried too much, he would send Dick out in the Batman costume so he could be by your side. 

 

"Shh, baby, its ok... Tonight, I'm staying with you, okay? I love you; do you know that? And I know sometimes the risk scares you, but I’ll always be here for you.”

 

Dick: "It's nice knowing Bruce isn’t constantly brooding about it. Well, I knew that fact already, but this is different. I only see a light in his eyes when he’s doing stuff he absolutely loves. Like when he talks to his parents tombs and we pretend we don’t see him.”

 

Jason: "i think that man would come back from the dead more dramatically than I did for this woman. And I waged like 3 wars.”

 

Tim: “Sometimes I see them sitting in the library together in silence. All they do is enjoy each other’s presence. Its adorable”

 

Damian: “Dads earned it. And when I say he’s earned it, I mean he’s earned it!”

 

Bruce isn’t the easiest to be with, but he always makes up for it.

[schpect]

Bite Me.

OK NUVI COMIC IS POSTPONED FOR RN

@rosenapppiing pointed out this painful moment during V & J’s fight and how it perfectly fits into the AU. i HATE THEM INHOPE THEY BURN

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