Jason stroked his chin as he leaned against the wall with his trademark shit-eating grin.
“Hello Nurse~” He called mockingly with a whistle.
Congratulations, you found me. Jason. Fucking. Todd. Stay at your own discretion.
Jason stroked his chin as he leaned against the wall with his trademark shit-eating grin.
“Hello Nurse~” He called mockingly with a whistle.
-tt-: redstainedhood replied to your post: “Damiannnn~” Jason called lazily…
redstainedhood replied to your post: “Damiannnn~” Jason called lazily from the living room sofa as he waved a can on soda in the air, “I need another drink.”…
Jason seemed to ignore his snarky comment as he checked the bottom of the can with a concentrated look.
“Hmmm, the structure of the can does not seem to be disturbed…” Then as if a lightbulb turned on Jason propped the can up in his hand so the opening faced Damian and popped the top off sending the liquid shooting towards Damian, Jason with a shit-eating grin, “Well what do you know, it really isn’t that hard.”
HAPPY TITTY BIRTHDAY TIMMY
Jason’s present: box of tits.Welcome to manhood.
((Jason..you would…))
You jealous there, Wifey?
I heard soymilk gets them ladies growing. You should try it.
And don’t worry, I have something for your birthday too.
No! And NO!
Also I am not trying to grow a chest!!
I don’t want your present! It’s probably vulgar anyways.
Your lips say no, but your body says yes. I mastered the art of body language long ago, kid.
You’re curious, admit it. What’s in the boxxx~
And you need that soymilk, I doubt you’re going to get any taller. Might as well plump up the girlies and cushion. Fuck. You’ll be that tiny forever.
I have said it before and I will say it again. NO I am not jealous, And NO, I am not your spouse!
I could care less about what’s in the box, keep it away from me.
-TT-, I am not tiny, I will probably grow taller than you anyways.
“Hmmmmm,” Jason contemplated the thought of Damian’s possible tall stature before bursting out laughing, “Nope. Not gunna fucking happen shrimp-on-a-stick.”
And as if Damian’s words were paper bouncing off a pedestrian, Jason carried on, “Jealousy is a powerful emotion. I am flattered. And…how about this. I’ll put your gift in a…wait for it…this shit is epic…a bag. ”
Cass adjusted her arm guard and smiles up at him “Therapy helped. Its doing better now but its still really hard to draw the bow. I’m stepping up on my physical training more, rather than just aiming and shooting.” She slid on her finger tabs, tying the wristband together “Maybe we should go shooting sometime. IF you ever let anyone touch your babies.”
And just as if Cass had asked him to donate his heart for charity, Jason’s face twisted into that of horror.
“Why, why would you ask me something like that?!” He practically yelled, in good humor but with a ring of truth, “No one touches my babies and lives. It’s like me asking you if I could touch your tits, UNETHICAL.”
redstainedhood replied to your post: “Damiannnn~” Jason called lazily from the living room sofa as he waved a can on soda in the air, “I need another drink.”“But you’re already in the kitchen, it would be more logical for you to get it for me,” Jason dragged on with a pained moan, “I’m…
Jason blinked in surprise as Damian handed him the soda. Which was extremely strange, cause this was about the time he would go into a bitch-fit. He narrowed his eyes in suspicion but quickly hit it with a wide smile.
“Thanks Wifey, I knew you’d eventually give in to your natural role,” He chirped as he struggled to open the can. He picked at the lid cap but pretended to be inept in the art of opening a can of soda.
“Fuck.”
HAPPY TITTY BIRTHDAY TIMMY
Jason’s present: box of tits.Welcome to manhood.
((Jason..you would…))
You jealous there, Wifey?
I heard soymilk gets them ladies growing. You should try it.
And don’t worry, I have something for your birthday too.
No! And NO!
Also I am not trying to grow a chest!!
I don’t want your present! It’s probably vulgar anyways.
Your lips say no, but your body says yes. I mastered the art of body language long ago, kid.
You’re curious, admit it. What’s in the boxxx~
And you need that soymilk, I doubt you’re going to get any taller. Might as well plump up the girlies and cushion. Fuck. You’ll be that tiny forever.
“Well, if this isn’t an invitation. I don’t know what is,” Jason commented lightly with a smug grin.
Dick quirks a brow, shooting the rouge vigilante a quizzical look. “Do I even want to know?”
“Probably not,” He shrugged…
There was a pause before a different grin stretched across Jason’s face, much more malicious than before. He was pretty sure it looked just as fucking creepy as it felt on his face.
“So this is about Tim,” He stressed as he stroked his chin mockingly, “Shit just got serious, man. One would think you were jealous. Because he and I had a real close talk about your…habits. His ass, by the way. Fuck. Has gotten bigger, but I’m sure you noticed wayyyy before I do.”
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“Well, if this isn’t an invitation. I don’t know what is,” Jason commented lightly with a smug grin.
Dick quirks a brow, shooting the rouge vigilante a quizzical look. “Do I even want to know?”
“Probably not,” He shrugged nonchalantly, “But I bet if I didn’t tell you, you’d eventually give into curiosity. Like always.”
Hacking The Mask: Back up there, chuckles
//Jason smirked as Tim peeled his arm away but did not feel any offense to this action. He loved making the kid uncomfortable whenever they met. Sometimes, actually most of the time, the kid seemed to have a…
“Why yes, yes I would like to see him swinging his fairy-self all around the Gotham. and if we’re lucky, he’ll forget to put on clothes. Cause I know you’d love the sight,” Jason snidely remarked as he wiggled his eyebrows in suggestion. All the vigilantes had mounds of citations and violations trailing them, but public nudity was one none of them had yet received. It’s not like people could ID them by their dicks. Maybe.
“And come on, I know you’d want Dick practically dry humping you. Or would you rather have it be Super-baby all up on you?” He jested loudly with a bark of laughter, “Your face is so fucking adorable, kid.”
His cherry face was definitely a welcome sight. And Jason would do everything he could to make it last.
“People say that huh. I always thought you swung for the other team but looks like you like you bang your teammates instead. I guess they would like it with the extra cushin’ for a pushin’,” Jason said as he grasped at the air in front of his hips with a lude thrust of his hips feeling absolutely no regard for who saw. He didn’t have a reputation to hold up, unlike the birdy in front of him.
All the while on the inside he curled up a little on the inside at the thought of Alfred running after him with his passive-aggressive demeanor for mocking his cooking.
“Well, if this isn’t an invitation. I don’t know what is,” Jason commented lightly with a smug grin.
DC OLYMPICS 2012
Profile:#003
Jason Todd
Men’s Shooting