[fic] Here Be Monsters (Jason/Roy, adult)

[glossing]

Title: Here Be Monsters
Summary: 'Your birthday is always the one that is not now.'
Pairing: Jason/Roy
Spoilers: Nightwing #122
Rating: Adult
Warning: Tentacles some readers may find disturbing.
Notes: Happy birthday, Jason Peter Todd. May you long romp with golden curls and kick ass to a punk beat and stalk like no one since Tim. Summary from

Comments

[petronelle]

I enjoyed this like mad.

And I did have to read the warnings more carefully when you noted that reading them was important.

He's spreading his legs just like a good ward for the blunt finger-tentacle nudging his hole
To which I said, "EEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

A lot of things were wonderful. That was horrifying and also wonderful.

I love the meta bar, the quick rough sketches of Roy.

The *rhythm* of Jason, here, and how he's Still Jason, dammit, is lovely.

[glossing]

*grin* Thank you. I feel like I should apologize to him, but he's the only character I can think of who'd go out to get laid after acquiring tentacles. Especially on his birthday.

how he's Still Jason, dammit
It's the One True Jay. I can't shake him.

[sharpest_rose]

The part of me which has never quite forgiven the rest of me for discovering the internet would like to register a statement of adamant, abject horror that you made me read tentacle porn and find it erotic.

The rest of me is just gleeful that you and your wonderful, sharp brain offer the world twisted, clever little things like this story.

No, Jay probably wouldn't use the word 'cephalopod'.

If he can use 'gauche' and 'stoolie', I maintain that anything is possible.

[glossing]

a statement of adamant, abject horror that you made me read tentacle porn and find it erotic
That part of you matches the part of me that's equally horrified that I wrote it. Not that that makes us even, but...closer, maybe? Something.

If he can use 'gauche' and 'stoolie', I maintain that anything is possible.
Dude. I'd completely forgotten about "gauche" and now I feel much, much better. :D

Thanks, you!

[inlovewithnight]

Eeee. Jason!

Eeee. Tentacles!

;) Good good stuff. Oh, JAY.

[glossing]

Jay loves you, Samantha! He wants to love you with LOTS OF SUCTION CUPS AND TENTACLE GROPING.

*mwah*

[katarik]

Mary sent me here, and... darn it, this is the second tentacle!Jason sex I have read and they were both Really Good and Really Hot and also holy crap I love your brain.

Especially the line baout big brother's best friend. Oh. Jason, your issues are showing!

[katarik]

Which should, of course, be *about*, but I blame the story for melting my spelling.

[glossing]

*beams* Tentacles make things messy, especially spelling.

Thank you so much for giving this a try. Jason's got issues to spare (I think only Dick has him beat?), but he's a weeble-wobble and never stays knocked down.

[thete1]

-- nnrgh

I've got no canon for this, and I don't care. It's *Jay*. It's *Jay* and it's *Roy* and it's Anissa, and I -- yeah.

It's Outsiders the way it should be, and I think I love, so what am I so afraid of -- *slaps self*

It's been a long day, then a long night, and then a long morning. Coherence is for *others*.

[glossing]

Outsiders the way it should be
I love that ragtag band of misfits, man, more than words.

I've got no canon for this
You're not missing much, though I harbor sweet, sweet guilt for loving just how terrible it is.

It's been a long day, then a long night, and then a long morning. Coherence is for *others*.
Gotcha. I have in/coherent fic thoughts for you. Maybe after a good nap, which you richly deserve.

Thank you. *g*