Experimenting with one of those music-video-in-comic-form thing, using “Nobody Loves You Like Me” by Jonathan Coulton. You can view it all as one image (and not resized for tumblr) here.
why would you do this to me

Experimenting with one of those music-video-in-comic-form thing, using “Nobody Loves You Like Me” by Jonathan Coulton. You can view it all as one image (and not resized for tumblr) here.
why would you do this to me

Trying to draw important things…useful things…and this asshole gets in the way.
Don’t bite your lip, what are you doing. No. Why are you in a towel. STOP IT. JASON TODD GTFO.
Oh good so I’m not the only one dealing with this exact problem
Jason Todd
you are a world class troll
and you need to stop making me love that so muchOh wow, ACCURATE.
OH
MY
GOD.
I didn’t think it’d be possible for me to love Francis Manapul more than I already do, but — *whimpers* HE DREW JASON TODD. My love for him just increased a gazillionfold. *whimpers*
I love this like bread.
Two of my favorite things. Jason Todd and Francis Manapul. Good Lord. 
This came from a prompt that evolved from “Jason dancing with someone” to a play on the fight-starting phrase, “let’s tango.” Voila, a scuffle picture based loosely on tango poses. (Now with clothes!)
nakedtangonakedtangonakedtangonakedtangonakedtango
Red Hood takes the morning off.
(One of the benefits of being a grownup: nobody is going to tell you to clean up your grenades.)
I was going to do a serious, contemplative comic on fandom.
That didn’t work.
(Click through.)
SO ANGRY AT MYSELF FOR NOT SEEING THIS. >:I
Jason: Hey, Dick, do you know “You’re the Top” by Cole Porter? Could you sing that right now?
Dick: [unprintable](Also, imageshack killed my file name, but it was originally lookatthelightscanyouseethisdickohnoyoucanthaha.jpg)
(Click.)
Pffft- I love you so much,Wei. This is so like them.
And that file name! XDDD
There may have been some Moulin Rouge-ing today.
I am so, so sorry. (No, I’m not. Yes, I kind of am.)
WEEEEIIIIIIII
NOOOOOOOOOOOO
That awkward moment where you have a cool design idea with graveyards and negative space and it just ends up looking like Red Hood’s owling on his own grave.
I don’t even know anymore. Everything is Jason Todd and everything hurts.
But it hurts so good.
(This was originally supposed to be just sketchy action lineart, but it exploded.)
(On another side note, 100th post!)
Inside my head, it went something like this:
Me: Maybe I should work on that Loki AU comic idea I had and take a break from all this Jason stuff.
Jason: Did somebody say smoke break??
#it feels somehow wrong to call him mr. jason pretty when he is underage
You obviously haven’t seen his thighs in the original Robin costume. I didn’t even care he was underage back then.