1. roy likes to sleep with his head on jay’s chest, because hearing his heartbeat and remembering that jason is alive is soothing to him
2. jason and roy are pretty much in constant contact, especially when they’re apart from each other. it’s not too uncommon to hear red hood mother henning arsenal across the comms (”have you eaten today? did you remember to sleep? stand up and stretch, you’ve probably been hunched over for hours now.”)
3. if roy gets too caught up in his projects, jason will physically pick roy up and carry him away, ignoring all protests, and take him to bed and lay on him until he falls asleep
o1) @archeroftheeast// @ofichinose// @ignitiongenius - Madi, no matter what muse she chooses, just kills it. Her writing is lovely. It’s interesting to read with a good vocabulary without being flowery or purple prosey. You can tell she cares about her followers’ comfort and is just nice to everyone. She’s willing to listen to you vent or talk about your side of the story but it doesn’t ever taint her opinion of someone else. She’s good about not picking sides or getting overly involved in drama and that’s a really admirable trait. She also listens to my dumb ramblings or about my day and is not rude and acts interested. Really, she’s just a great friend and person on top of knowing her muses and writing well.
o2) @dementedspeedster// @tiredbeingtired - I’ve had the pleasure of following them for awhile. I think I even followed them when I had a Jinx blog forever ago but I can’t rightly remember. Anyways, their writing is also interesting and easy to read. It’s not overly prosey or anything. It’s just well done and interesting, yet accessible, which is always appreciated. Their take on Thad is great too. They clearly care about him more than some of the creators over at DC. If they ever bring back Thad to the DC-verse, they need to just have dementedspeedster write for him. They seriously breathe life into Thad and make him complex and interesting.
o3) @judasborn - Their Jericho is just on point. I love everything from their writing to their faceclaim to their headcanons. Their Joey is a precious ray of sunshine and it always makes me happy to see them on my dash. Once again, their writing is easy to read while still being interesting and great to read. I haven’t gotten the chance to interact with them too much, but if you’re looking for a good Jericho Wilson to follow, I’d definitely recommend them.
Sighing lightly, a concentrated look appeared in her eyes. Generating a beam of light from her fingertips, her attention was fixated on the tree.
❝ Hold still. ❞ Burning off a huge part of the log, the light disappeared as she studied the tree.
❝ Try now? ❞
She just had to completely SPIT IT OUT in the end, without pausing to take a breath. Really, he might not think it’s too big of a deal - considering the sort of lifestyle the two of them ( and most of the other teenagers she knows ) live their lives. They run the risk of crossing fists eventually, no matter how pacifistic one of them might be.
A small pat on his hand, and her own retreat to her lap - fingers interlaced tightly, mimicking the feeling in her chest. That girl was a bully, a big bad shewolf. Anybody hearing the story would have taken her side, but, it didn’t change anything.
“ I think it’s why I can’t actually, punch people that well. I’m not even trying because of, that. That’s pretty dumb, isn’t it? ”
Following the proverbial grape vine of information and individuals whom had been just as screwed over as Alice by this rat of a lawyer, had led Alice quite a long way from her starting location. At least out here she wouldn’t have to worry so much about Arkham or being thrown away again so quickly. Merely avoid being caught at certain scenes of assaults.
For now, she had a slip of paper with an address on it. Slowly walking along a docks like area as she hurried away from yet another altercation. Her large knife in hand. Alice had acquired what she came for, next bread crumb on this trail.
“And yet another step on this thousand mile journey…”
Okay. So that one actually managed to widen her already smiling lips, causing her to chuckle a little.
❝ Well, you’re not completely wrong, since the sun is rising just about now but— stop being silly. We have work to do. ❞
“You can’t just ask that. There’s no right answer! All girls like different stuff. Just likeyoulike archery but Robin likes tech. Everyone likes it when you do nice stuff for them though. Maybe you should find out what the girl you’re trying to ask out likes and then go from there.”
“I’m a damn encyclopedia of bad coping methods, Harper.” Jason gives him a thin smile. “But, all things considered, getting drunk and reciting Shakespeare is a hell of a lot better than a few years ago when I was decapitating people to blow off steam.”
He reaches out to Roy, grasping his shirt loosely. “You sure you don’t want a drink? I’ll share, I promise.”
“Roy? Wait, Roy Harper?” Wally called, forgetting they were both still in costume. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. One of his best friends, the one he had missed since he had disappeared, was right in front of him again.
“I made it myself– it’s called backpack. Kind of a lame name, I know– but easy to say in a pinch.” He gestured to his mechanical creation, which behaved almost in a canine-like manner. It stared up at Speedy. “That’s uh– my superpower, I guess.”
Richie sheepishly ran a hand through his hair. “It’s not as cool as electromagnetism but– it gets the job done. I’m just– the smart guy.”