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fcthots · 3 days

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You’re sitting on the couch of your shared apartment when Jason climbs in through the window, finally done with patrol. His entrance makes you look up from your phone. He reaches up and tugs his helmet off. His hair looks a little funny, but it also made him look good. He didn’t need the ego boost though. You can tell he had an eventful patrol by the smile on his face.

He walks towards you and drops his hand onto your arm. He lets it slide down until his hand rests on yours. He pulls your hand to his lips in greeting. “Hey, princess.” He squeezes your hand before giving it back to you.

“How was patrol?” You watch as he strips off his outer layers of gear. The display never gets old.

“Good.” He laughs. “But I have got to tell you what happened. Red Robin, Tim, smacked into Red Robin, the restaurant. It was completely by accident too. I begged Babs to get me the camera footage. She’s searching as we speak.”

You laugh at his enthusiasm and the way he laughed before he even finished the story. You ask him questions, he answers them. It continues until he goes to take his shower.

You turn back to your phone. This is where it all goes wrong, because you see a post that ruins your day. It reads, “the first time most men receive flowers is at their funeral.”

Evil. Illegal. Unacceptable. Had you really never given Jason flowers before? You swore you did but your memory came up empty. By the time you finished your existential flower crisis, Jason finished showering and called you to bed. He’s exhausted and falls asleep quickly. You, however, stay awake and plan. You will get the love of your life flowers. You will not let the first time he receives flowers to be at his funeral. You fall asleep trying to decide what flowers he would like best.

You wake up before him, getting up as gently as possible. If he wakes up with you, he’ll trap you for cuddles in his huge beefy inescapable arms, so you must be careful. You wouldn’t have been able to do it if you didn’t know Jason as well as you do.

You get ready as silently and as quickly as possible before sliding out the door. The nearest flower shop isn’t too far. You make it there and back in 30 minutes, and most of that time was spent deciding what flowers you wanted to get Jason.

You walk home with a bouquet of simple red roses with some baby’s breath sprinkled in. It’s wrapped in black paper with a read bow, a color combination you’re sure he’ll love.

You walk home a little slower, careful not to disturb the flowers cradled in your arms. The long walk leaves you to your thoughts. You wonder how Jason will react.

And then you get worried. What if he thinks it’s weird? Jason has never called you weird unaffectionately before, but what if this is what does it? Or, even worse, what if he pretends to like them but actually thinks it’s weird? You spiral a little and panic. You eventually walk head first into your door on muscle memory.

You make sure the flowers are okay before opening the door. You hide the bouquet behind your back. To your surprise, Jason is awake and in the kitchen. His morning voice greets you with a smile. “Did you just walk into the door?”

Your worry begins to fade and a smile crawls its way onto your face. “Shut up.”

He laughs and the sound makes you blush. You love him. “You did!”

“And to think I was out getting you a present.” You shake your head.

“You got me a present?” He looks a like an excited puppy.

“I got my loving boyfriend a present. Let me know if you see him.” You pretend as if you’re about to walk out.

Jason rushes over to you smiling. “Wait, no! He’s right here! Please! I want my present!”

Before you can talk yourself out of it, you thrust the flowers at him. He takes them from you, his smile softening. “Do you like them?”

He leans forward and presses a kiss to your forehead. “What are these for? They’re beautiful. I love them.” You watch him feel the petals with a gentle smile that he can’t seem to help.

You tell him about the post you saw, and how you couldn’t let the first time he got flowers be at his funeral. He pauses. “Babe. I really love the flowers. Seriously. Best gift ever. But um. The first time I got flowers was at my funeral.” He watches your face.

You lift a hand and cover your mouth. “Oh my god.” He laughs and uses one had to hug to you to his chest.

“I really love the sentiment! It means a lot! I love them so much!” He smiles into your hair as you wrap your arms around him.

“That’s why I remember buying you flowers before but couldn’t remember giving them to you. I feel terrible.”

“Don’t. This was so sweet, seriously. If it wasn’t the ass crack of dawn, I would cry.”

You laugh. “It’s past noon.”

He huffs. “Same thing. We were up until like 4.”

“This is true,” you say. “I still feel so bad though. I can’t believe I forgot you had a funeral already.”

He laughs and you can feel it in his chest. “The idea was really sweet, princess. I love the flowers. You just made my day. Nay, my week.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah, you running into the door really sealed the deal.”

You push on his chest. “I hate you.”

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thinkingofausername · 3 days

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jason will always bring so much comfort to me, like the man canonically protects civilians, isn't afraid to show emotions, isn't afraid to show that he cares. he's incredibly clever and meticulous, dorky at times. in a family of pretenders, brought up by a man who would rather die than show emotions and an older brother figure fixated on perfection, jason still shows vulnerability. he chases justice and closure, he gives voice to victims and survivors. beneath the scary exterior and false rumors of mindless rage is a person who, without any doubt in my book, is good, is caring, and is deserving of having that care be returned.

#jason todd #fluff #jason todd x reader

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gay-dorito-dust · 3 days

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Hii!

(If you’re not up for it simply ignore. I love your work and hope you’re happy and healthy and taking care of your own mental health ❤️)

The bat boys with a reader who has really low days and really just wants to be held?

I just wanted an excuse to add Kyle Rayner as a bonus cuz I’ve been wanting to write something for him but dunno what. Plus I’ve been needing something like this after the week I’ve just had lol.

Dick would smile softly as he held you in his arms, tightening his grip on you as he peppers you in kisses however he could.

He knew that days like these were the hardest for you and he wasn’t going to hold it against you, not in the slightest as he would softly hum a song to you as he carried you to your shared bed, Hayley hot on his heels as she was worried about your change of attitude.

Speaking of Hayley, she never leaves your side, in fact when she sees Dick hold you against him , she immeditly joins in and tries to wriggle her way in between you both in hopes of covering your face in comforting licks. She wants to see you happy and she’ll gladly cuddle up with you if that’s the only way to do it.

Dick would spoil you rotten with cuddles, kisses and words of encouragement when you felt as though all hope was lost, for the last thing he wanted was for you to feel as though no one had you back when he did this entire time of being together.

‘You’re amazing baby and I’m so fucking proud of you, so don’t let anyone tell you otherwise you otherwise because you outshine them without having to try.’ He says while pressing a kiss to your forehead.

Dick would gladly make a fool of himself if it was to make you feel better but holding you, kissing you, and praising you will have to do for the meantime as he could hope that he has given you the strength needed to get out of this dark place that you’ve found yourself in.

He believes you can do it but until then he’ll gladly hold you until you could stand on your own two feet again.

Jason doesn’t need to be told twice as he was well aware of what you want the moment you came through the door of your shared bedroom.

‘Come here sweetheart.’ He would say as he sets aside his book and held out his arms for you to burrow into as you rested your head on his chest, arms latching onto his waist with an iron like grip.

He didn’t need to ask about the day you’ve had for he could feel the fatigue and weariness within your body and the deep sigh that left your lips that told him you have been holding in for a long while. Your body practically radiated with tiredness in all its forms that made it impossible for him to ignore even if he tried.

‘Rest your heavy head and your weary eyes chipmunk,’ he tells you as he begins to rub up and down your back soothingly, ‘I’ll be right here when you wake up, so just relax for me okay?’

You hummed out a small and a tad muffled ‘okay’ and Jason presses a kiss to the side of your head as he tightens his hold on you. He’d even read passages of his book to you in hopes the tit would take your mind off of things quicker as he knew how much you liked the sound of his voice.

Jason knows there’s want much he could do when you experienced days like these but all he could hope was that he was making enough of an effort to make you feel just that little bit better.

Tim makes sure he has everything you could ever need during days like these such as your favourite plushie, blanket, comfort foods, and some water just to name a few as he wants you to be comfortable and taken care of if he was to not be moving away from the bed anytime soon as he held you in his arms.

He just wants you to be okay and doesn’t want you run in on an empty stomach.

‘We’re human, we have limitations and breaking points that tell us to stop and take a break for ourselves, but yet we have been made to think that we shouldn’t and that we should neglect our health and well-being for temporary achievements and successes; almost as if that’s the only thing that should mean something to us.’ Tim tells you as he cuddles you against his chest as a movie played on his laptop as background noise.

‘You’ve done so well for yourself and now your more then deserving of a rest, we’ll return to reality in our own time, we’ve got enough of it that it shouldn’t matter whether we’re still here an hour or two later.’ Tim continues as he presses a kiss to your forehead.

And he meant it, Tim didn’t care how kind he’d have to wait for you to get better because he understood that it wasn’t going to be as easy, having had shit days where he couldn’t be bothered to bring himself to do anything other then lay in his bed, wondering to himself about what he could’ve done to feel such deep pain and isolation.

He knew that it would take time for you to feel even remotely better and even when you did you’ll still need all the help you can possibly get, and he’ll be there for as long as you’ll need him there too.

Damian isn’t well versed in the art of comforting someone but with you, suddenly he’s an expert as he lets you flop against his side as he holds you protectively.

He doesn’t trust his words enough to bring you any comfort as he wasn’t given much himself when he was growing up, so Damian instead just lets you cling onto him and watch in silence as he draws whatever in his sketchbooks: in this instance it was quick sketch of you, him and all of his pets on a field somewhere.

Damian knew his drawings were somewhat therapeutic to you as you got to watch him go through every step he took to make the perfect drawing, no matter if it was heavily detailed or less so, that and he was proud of his artwork that he doesn’t mind showing you some of his precious works and telling you the stories behind them.

Titus joins you, obviously, as he could tell something was wrong with you and will lay in your lap to provide you with some comfort until he’s fallen fast asleep, rendering it impossible for you to move but you didn’t care and neither did Damian as you were surly to follow the Great Dane into dream land where you would be laying in that field that Damian drew.

You were a lot more stronger then you let yourself believe in Damian’s eyes but that didn’t mean he wasn’t more then content in holding you in comfortable silence until you felt better, even if it was just a little bit but even then Damian was determined to outdo himself and find other ways of helping you no matter what.

He just wants to see that smile he loved so much again that told him that everything was going to be okay.

Random Bonus character: Kyle Rayner

Kyle hates seeing you so down and will do absolutely anything and everything he could even if it meant only getting a little smile out of you he’d take it wholeheartedly!

Anything was better then that distant, solemn look on your face as you stared out the window as though life didn’t look as bright or pleasant anymore as it did before.

He’d conjure up anything your heart desired if that helped even by the smallest amount, any amount of progress was better then none. Kyle just wants to see your eyes light up again with childlike wonder again, even if it was momentarily.

However he doesn’t mind if him holding you in his arms was the only way to achieve such a thing as he could keep you close and squeeze you tightly as he tries to pour everything encouraging into your ears in low hushed whispers.

‘You’ll be okay,’ Kyle begins, ‘whether that’s within days, weeks or even months, you’ll be okay. You’re not missing out on anything nor are you going about life at a slower pace compared to others, you’re going at your own pace and that’s okay, you’ll get where you need to be in due time so there’s no point in rushing yourself to get there quicker.’

Kyle would even do some silly little doodles for you just to hear you chuckle or even let out an amused huff. He’d gladly make himself look silly if it meant brining a little light to your heart and life back into your eyes.

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ivysangel · 1 day

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everyone always talks about jason/dick having pictures of you but what about you having pictures of them?? if i could do it you best believe i'd have a million pictures of jason's tits on my phone!!

-partition anon

let me take this opportunity to share what kind of nudes i think jason would take bc i've got some ideas:

okay first off, low-hanging towel selfies taken from below. you know those really thotty pics men take with their v-line showing, happy trail peeking out, and abs on display? i think he takes those when he's fresh out the shower, and there are still water droplets on his skin, and he doesn't even have to flex because his abs are just that defined. not necessarily a nude, but definitely screams "slut me out"

jerk off vids but specifically him smearing his precum all over his cock. he's got a half boner, and he's stroking it real slow, rubbing his thumb over the tip to get his dick wet. he keeps them short and sweet, lets out one low, gravelly "fuck." and then ends the vid

nut videos, but these only happen when he's in a super rare mood, and you have to practically beg him to send them. but he likes to get his cum on the camera on the moment, and he always regrets it later, but it's definitely hot in the moment

he frequently sends boner in sweats nudes because it's what the people (me) want and also because they're simple and get the point across. he's horny, and there's a log in his pants that needs attention, preferably from you

you know when gym bros on tiktok grab their pecs and squeeze them, i think he does that. and it started as a joke at first, literally just something he'd send when he was working out or getting dressed and then he realized it turned you on, which turns him on, so it ended up being categorized in the same family as dick pics and cumshot vids

also lastly, compression shirt pics also taken from a low angle just for shits and giggles.

bonus: dick sticking out of tactical pants pic!!! hand gripping the base, drops of cum on the tip. and he just sends it and goes awol bc he’s on patrol with a boner and can’t think of you and getting work done at the same time 🙏

edit: just realized you also mentioned dick i’ll just make a follow up post

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ivyppoison · 3 days

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YOU WANT MY GROUPIE LOVE

INITIALLY, JASON REFUSED to place a label on what the two of you had. Whether it be ‘friends with benefits’ or a casual fling, he couldn’t care less. However, it made him comfortable enough to jerk himself off in the opulent apartment he shared with you and Roy Harper, the door to his room slightly ajar as he slid his fist along the length of his hard dick.

He’d act dumbfounded when you found him in this state after leaving your room, approaching him slowly and almost sensually as you climbed onto the bed, gesturing for him to remove his hand off his cock, so you could replace his own touch with yours.

Soon, most of your clothes were adorned the ground as you made out with him, his tongue intruding your mouth as if he wanted you to swallow him whole. One hand at your waist as the other groped at your chest. Your nimble legs straddling him as you moved your clothed folds over his cock, groans leaving his lips as he continued to kiss you.

Unbeknownst to the both of you, Roy had come before without a word, now leaning against the doorframe of Jason’s room watching the two of you grind against each other.

It didn’t take long for him to announce his presence by knocking on the wooden door, stripping himself of his shirt and sitting behind you, burrowing his head into the crook of your neck, nipping at and marking your skin, as his hand slid down the oeuvre of your body, his fingers teasing your pulsing and wet cunt through your dainty and soaked panties.

After being manhandled and teased between the two men, Roy had you whining in his lap, eyes in the back of your head, as you rode him, his dick stretching out your hole, your eyes closed as Jason guided your hips, pressing kissed all over your body as you lazily stroked Jason with the strength you could muster. You couldn’t possibly silence your moans as Roy’s hips met yours as he pounded you back, whispering your name repeatedly as he encouraged you to quicken your speed, following his groans with “baby”, or “sweetheart”, watching you with lustful, hazy eyes. Jason on the other hand was spellbound under your touch, his hand over yours as you played with his dick, his precum coating your hands.

You were bound to end up aching by the end of the night.

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midnightorchids · 1 day

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“That’s literally the third cup I’ve seen you drink in the last three hours, you need a break,” you say to Jason, eyeing the mug on his desk. Concern laces your voice.

He looks into your eyes for a brief moment and then shifts his focus back to the laptop. You sigh and slowly shake your head at his antics. He’s been like this for a few days now.

If he wasn’t out on patrol, then he was at home, downing cups of coffee to stay awake to do research for his next mission.

He didn’t even like coffee, but the caffeine was worth the bitter taste in his opinion.

It was hard watching him slowly deteriorate. Jason wasn’t sleeping well and the amount of coffee he was consuming was absolutely absurd.

You study his face for a moment, before walking to his desk and snatching the mug from the table.

“What the f-“ and you cut him off by putting your other hand on his mouth. Despite his words, he’s not angry. He doesn’t even flinch when your hands touch his skin.

Instead, he melts in your touch. You’re the only one with this affect on him.

“No, no more. You need a break from this,” you tilt your head in the direction of the cup and then his laptop, “and this.”

His eyes soften and you move your hand. “Come, I’m gonna you give you some warm milk and then you’re gonna get some sleep.”

He mumbles something under his breath, you don’t pay much attention and make your way to kitchen. He follows along shortly, he knows he needs a break too.

You hold up a jar of honey and look into his direction and he nods.

He takes a seat on the counter near the stove, his head leaning against the wall. You smile and ruffle his hair.

“You care too much” he says suddenly as he takes your hand and places a gentle kiss along your finger tips.

Another grin adorns your face and you pull away to put the milk on the stove.

“You’re so sleeping after this.”

He nods his head and mumbles a soft “okay baby,” he then yawns and closes his eyes.

He looks so soft and so pretty sitting there. Seeing him in this way makes your heart warm. He’s a big guy, painted with scars, but his oversized sweater makes him look small and gentle.

After drinking his milk, you walk to your shared bedroom.

He slowly strips out of his clothes and makes his way into the bed. You kiss his forehead and are about to leave, when he grabs your hand and pulls you back.

“Stay,” he says softly. He looks comfortable, his hair messy and lips pouting, you can’t bear to say no to him in this state.

“Okay,” you reply getting into bed with him. He smiles and pulls you in close. He moves stray hairs out your face and places a delicate kiss on your lips.

“I’m so lucky to have you sweetheart,” he whispers.

“No jay, I’m so lucky to have you.

#i love him please #gn!reader #jason todd #red hood #jason todd x reader #red hood x reader #jason todd headcanon #red hood headcanon #red hood imagine #jason todd imagine #batfam

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igotanidea · 2 days

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Thirst texting with Jason

MDNI!!

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When you first texted Jason "🍑🍆💦" he was confused.

Were you hungry?

Thirsty?

Maybe you had a phone in your pocket and some random emoji just happened to appear?

He didn't give it much more attention until at some point Dick snatched his phone and accidentaly came across the message from a few days ago.

"Huh! No wonder she went radio silence on you!" Dick laughed, almost falling off the couch.

"Hey!! Give it back, dickhead!" a gun pointed at his head made Dick snaarkle even harder, completly unbothered. "I'm not going to repeat myself! Give. Me. Back. My. Fucking. Phone."

"What's good is from it, if you cannot even sext." his older brother shrugged tossing the device to Jason.

"Sext?" the Big Red Hood scratched his head awkwardly. There were so many things he didn't understand since the resurrection. Five years seemed like an eternity sometimes. Like an abyss that was only getting deeper and darker the more he tried to catch up.

"You go and check the Internet, I don;t want to witness that!' Dick laughed "Have a fun night, Jaybird."

And that was how Jason was introduced to the world of double meaning of innocent emoji.

And oh boy, did he blushed reading the thirst explanations. Finding a lot of information he wished to just forget. Erase from his memory. Unsee.

And to think his sweet princess Y/N was using something like that in a text!

He would never get used to it.

Never.

Never in a million years and -

***

A few days later, after almost a week of nothing from him and mentally cursing herself for going to hard and too fast, her phone chimed with a message.

"Jason, 10.05 pm: 👅🍯💥"

Y/N blushed a little, but it was much more in an appreciative way. Someone did his research.

With a heart beating fast like a race car she responded.

"My place or yours?"

#jason todd smut #red hood smut #jason todd x you #red hood x you #jason todd x reader #red hood x reader

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purple-obsidian · 2 days

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Heyyyyy pookieeee-i saw your Jason todd fic and wanted to ask,what do you think he will be like teaching his gf how to drive?

(Because nobody in my freaking life taught me how to drive yet so I have to sit like a duck and wait for someone to pick me up when I wanna go somewhere pleaseeee let me drivee-)

be brave (jason todd x fem reader) wc 800

⭓ fluff isn't my normal cup of tea. but for you, pookie, i can make an exception ;) sorry this took a while to answer, hope you don't mind i made this specific to driving a motorcycle. that's just what felt right when i was meditating on this prompt so i went with it. enjoy.

"Jason, are you sure this is a good idea?"

"You second guessing me, princess?"

"Yeah, maybe I am. I could kill us!"

Jason scoffs and shakes his head in disbelief. "You think I would let that happen? Ever?" With cocky grin, Jason walks over and stares down at you, noting the apprehension on your face. "Remember the day we met? You told me you had a bucket list. Things you wanted to do before you died."

"Yeah, I only told you that because I thought I was going to die. You rescued me. I got plenty of time now, I don't have to learn how to drive tonight. Its already dark." You reach your hand up reflexively to rest against his chest as he gets closer. Its a habit of yours. You always find yourself drawn to the steady beating of his heart. Its grounding, and you need some of that right now.

"The road is well lit. We're miles from the outskirts of Gotham, no traffic out here. Just you and me, baby. Why not now?" His large hand rests over yours, pressing it more firmly against his chest. His heart is beating slow and steady, and his piercing green eyes are filled with admiration. "You and I both know that every day we have together is precious. Why wait to do the things you wanna do? Besides, I'd feel better knowing my girl can drive my bike if she needs to."

Jason knows you too well, calling you his girl like that makes you feel weak in the knees. Your own heart beats faster as you break your gaze away from your boyfriend smiling down at you, looking over at the motorcycle he brought you here on. For some reason, it looks more intimidating than it did a few minutes ago. You swallow the lump in your throat before looking back at him. "I'm nervous."

"I know." He states matter-of-factly. Of course he knows, he can read you like a book.

"I've literally never driven anything before. Like ever. I haven't even-"

"Shhh." Jason's hand leaves yours and cups your face gently. His other hand is on your waist, keeping you close. "You don't have to be good at it right away. I don't expect you to be. But you're smart. And you're perceptive. And I know after a little practice, you'll get more confident. I won't let us crash, baby, promise."

Jason really does know you too well. He can see the rebuttal forming on your lips before he finishes speaking. So he leans down to kiss it away before you can verbally express your doubts. The tinge of frustration you feel at being cut off isn't enough to keep you mind from turning to mush from the kiss. His lips are so warm, his breath tastes like spearmint, and his touch gives you butterflies.

But the kiss ends all too quickly. You know he cut it short it on purpose, not wanting your brain to turn off completely before you try and drive for the first time. "Sorry, babygirl, can't give you too much. How could you drive if you're all drunk from my kisses? Hm?"

He runs his fingers through your hair, taking in how cute you look when you're speechless. A moment later, Jason releases his hold on you and turns towards his bike, walking to it with a bit of pep in his step and smugness in his grin, leaving you stammering for a second as you try and string together a coherent thought.

"F-fuck you, Jason." You say after a moment. He always knows how to shut me up.

"I love you too." He grabs his helmet and puts it on before tossing you yours. It's an easy catch, but you're still giving him a dirty look.

"Why did we have to do driving first?" You grumble, accepting your defeat. "Pretty sure seeing the pyramids was also on my bucket list. Along with an abundance of other fun things, like riding in a helicopter, or swimming with dolphins. Or what about joining the mile high club? I'd think that one would be your first priority."

Jason is beaming, watching you put your helmet on and get ready to ride. Even as you scowl at him and mutter complaints, his heart melts at how easily you folded. All it took was a kiss. He always gets his way. He knows you can't say no to him. Jason Todd has you wrapped around his finger, and the vigilante couldn't be any happier about it. He looks you up and down to admire your body before replying, "Stick with me, princess, and I'll make all your dreams come true." He promises. "One at a time. I'll show you the pyramids. I'll fuck you in a plane. But first…"

He grabs you by your waist with both hands and effortlessly lifts you up off the ground to set you down on the seat of his bike. You yelp in surprise, quickly grabbing his hands to steady yourself. "First, you gotta be brave and learn how to ride your boyfriend's bike."

⭓ masterlist ⭓

#purple-obsidian #dc comics #jason todd #red hood #jason todd x reader #red hood x reader #jason todd x you #red hood x you #for lola #sids moots #sid answers #thanks for the ask!

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mxtantrights · 3 days

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here with my weekly jason tt trend request with the whole 'pov: texts from your boyfriend' please? :) thank you hope your days been well ! 🎀💐

a.n: every time I see those on my fyp I wanna giggle and download hinge but alas I know that it's not the same. thank you for sending this in!! I love this so so much

you have to admit Jason is probably not the best with schedules. like he tries his dam hardest but sometimes things happen. Sometimes he doesn't see you for more than three days and he feels like he's neglecting you so he needs to conjure up a date night.

Jason:

random but do you wanna go on a date with me?

you:

we're dating already you don't have to ask

Jason:

yes I do. it's no a given. you might wake up one day and ditch me.

you:

never gonna happen. when and where is this date?

Jason:

my couch in two hours!

or you get super sappy Jason who doesn't wait for you to respond. he just texts you a whole paragraph in the middle of the day because he remembered something about you and needed to let you know that he's thinking about you.

Jason:

just remembered how you cooked me that noodle soup when I was sick the other month and how you took care of me and I never really had that growing up. I mean besides ya know the others and Roy no one has really cared for me like that. I can't believe I have you in my life and I get to make you happy.

sorry that was really long and you're at work.

you:

don't be sorry that was really sweet. I'm literally tearing up right now at my desk. I love you so much jay.

most times Jason is a horny bastard but he keeps it on the down-low. the only reason you know he's a horny mf is because of all the times you were with him in person and he decided to let his urges take the lead. but other times he'll surprise you with it over text.

you:

okay I'm gonna get some cool whip too.

Jason:

I'll have my clothes off before you get home

you:

you HEATHEN for the cookies. THE COOKIES

Jason:

offer still stands.

you:

I'll take you up on it.

Jason also likes to be teased. like make fun of him a bit and he's hot to go. yeah he's horny but he also likes it. doesn't get into too much detail as to why.

Jason:

hey gorgeous

you:

I'm gonna need you to try that again that was a bit cheesy

Jason:

hello love of my life whom I devote myself to every day and sacrifice all my daily earnings for.

you:

you're gonna break a sweat bending over backwards like that

Jason:

you have to know what I'm gonna say with that. you have to

you:

unfortunately yes. that's why I typed it out and hit send

Jason:

your place or mine?

you:

it's the same thing.

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69ing with Jason Todd

Minors DNI. You will be blocked.

Imagine licking a stripe up and down his massive cock despite it’s intimidating size and girth, slobbering all over him as you take him in deep into your mouth, tip already pressing into your throat—and even then you couldn’t take all of him in, not really anyway, so you use your hand to grip his base. And as much as you want to catch your breath, you can’t deny how addicting it is to have the weight of his heavy cock on your tongue, not before going down to suck on his cum-filled balls.

Oh, and let’s not forget Jason holding you by your hips, calloused fingers pressing into your hipbones as he holds you in place despite how you writhe against him; knees placed on either side of his head as he eats you out. If you thought you were greedy, Jason was greedier, lapping up your slick cunt with his tongue, murmuring against your folds about how sweet and good you taste, lips circling around your clit as he sucked it into his mouth, the tip of his tongue prodding against your slit, already weeping for him. His chin is shiny with a mixture of his spit and your juices, while your own chin is dripping with drool and his precum as you both overstimulate each other, too greedy and cockdrunk (or pussydrunk, in Jason’s case) to take a breather.

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Moonstruck

jason todd x reader

aka sober thoughts and all that

warnings: intoxication

Jason has a thing about drinking around you. He’d kind of skirted around it for a while when you were first dating, but after a while you’d noticed he never really has more than a drink or two regardless of how much you had. The only times you ever see him drink more is when he’s downing whiskey as a pain mitigater when he needs stitches. You’d initially assumed he just wasn’t a big drinker, but eventually you’d come to realize it was more of a matter of not wanting to lose his inhibitions around you.

You know he’s still working on trusting himself, even sober, because he’s terrified of accidentally hurting you. But you have a hard time imagining him losing control like that in any state and you’re nearly certain he’s just being hard on himself.

You’ve been falling in and out of less than peaceful sleep for the past few hours, having trouble easing yourself while your boyfriend is still out. You at least attempted to get to bed earlier tonight because for once he isn’t out fighting crime and risking injury, though you haven’t found much more luck than usual.

You lie on your back, half ready to give up and turn on a movie while you wait.

You’re momentarily startled to hear Dick bellow out your name, no regard for the fact that it’s nearing three in the morning and you have neighbors. He’s not much of a shouter so you’re instantly on alert, worried that he or Jason are hurt.

You fumble out of bed and rush to the living room, surprised to find your fire escape empty. You turn, proceeding towards the front door, opening it cautiously.

“Dick? What—” You don’t need to finish your question because the second you take one good look at the two of them, the state of them is immediately clear. Dick, who’s barely standing upright on his own, supports your boyfriend's weight via Jason’s arm slinged around his shoulder.

“Hey!” Dick grins at you, far more lively than he has any business being this late at night. “Sorry, couldn’t remember which apartment was yours.”

You nod pensively, “Well the perspective’s different than when you’re coming in through the window.”

He continues on past that without thought, “I’ve come to deliver,” he says, gesturing up to Jason with a bit of a strain. You’re pretty sure there were supposed to be a couple more words at the end of that sentence but you understand well enough anyway.

You nod, eyebrows raised and try to hide a smile. “Thanks, Dick.” He shifts your boyfriend off of his shoulder to lean him up against the door frame, where Jason places a majority of his weight.

You eye him warily, not confident in his steadiness. He seems to hold well enough against the heavy door though, his eyes drifting around the tiled floor. Your attention shifts to Dick, who’s clearly satisfied with a job well done and ready to go.

You tilt your head, seeing him turn away. “You good?”

“I’m great!” He calls out with a thumbs up. You watch as he staggers away, nearly missing the exit.

You look back over at Jason, who’s already staring at you with a soft gaze. “You’re pretty,” he fawns, irises blown out and flickering all over your face.

“Oh you’re drunk drunk.” You grin, watching him stumble forward a bit.

He shakes his head, looking a bit dizzy after, “Shoulda seen Tim.”

You pause mid laugh, “…Who drove you here?”

He falters at that, gaze falling to the floor. “Uh…” He winces, “Damian…”

You nod slowly, eyes wide, “We’re gonna talk about that tomorrow.”

“He’s better than you’d think.” You’d hope so.

Well, at least he’s spending time with his brothers.

You sigh, straightening your posture in preparation for the job to come. “Alright, come on big guy,” you pull him up from his slant against the wall, hauling him into the same position he’d been in with Dick—though you’re struggling significantly more to hold him upright. “You gotta help me out here, Jay,” you grunt, trying very hard not to fold under his weight. You swat the door shut behind you, making peace with the fact that he’ll scold in the morning for not locking it.

He presses an uncoordinated kiss to the side of your head as you try to shuffle him along, not interested in the least in easing your labor. His self discipline isn't quite gone, but his awareness of how big he is sure seems to be.

You wobble from the heavy weight of his arm around your shoulders, holding onto him by his waist. You manage to get him to sidestep your cat, narrowly, though Salem hisses at him all the same. Jason takes no notice. You stumble into your bedroom with only about 30% of his usual balance aiding your effort.

He collapses onto the bed the second his legs hit the frame, pulling you down with him. You lie, somewhat awkwardly, on his chest as he holds you tight—probably tighter than he would if he were sober. It feels nice though.

You lie your cheek flat on his chest, relaxing against him. “What’d you guys do? Thought you were just having an easy night.”

He takes a deep breath before answering, “Raided Dick’s liquor c—” he stops, mulling over his words. “...Bruce’s liquor that was in Dick’s cabinet.” He annunciates every word in that sentence very carefully.

You squint speculatively, “Didn’t take Dick for the stealing type.”

He grumbles, “He’s not. ‘Less it’s Bruce.”

You can’t help the smile that breaks out on your face, “Aw, you really do take after your big brother, don’t you?”

He scoffs at that, “I don’t. I’m the one who gave him the idea.” Yeah, that sounds right.

He taps on your cheek lightly and you pick your head up to find him looking at you with puppy dog eyes.

“What’s that look for?”

“Can I kiss you?” his eyes drop down to your lips, “I really wanna kiss you.” He’s nearly whispering and you feel your heart skip several beats at the feeling of his eyes on you like this.

You press a light kiss to his lips and he practically purrs.

You pull back, admiring the serene expression on his face. “You taste like whiskey.”

“I like whiskey,” he says honestly.

You smile, nodding. “I know. Don’t know why, but..”

He leans in for another kiss but you parry, only letting his lips meet your cheek. He frowns grimly, attempting to chase your lips.

“Lemme kiss you,” the pout on his face is adorable and while you hesitate to deny him, you retreat, resting your chin on his chest.

You smile wistfully, tracing his cheekbone, “You’re drunk, baby.”

“‘M not that drunk,” he tells you, though everything about him says otherwise.

Your hand falls flat on his shoulder. “Your eleven year old brother drove you here.”

He shrugs, “He can drive the bat…batcar? Bat…”

“Batmobile,” you finish.

“The batmobile.” he nods, as if he was seconds away from remembering. You suspect he wasn’t.

“Bruce lets him drive it?” you question, wholly disbelieving.

“No.”

Enough said.

“You’re gonna be hungover as hell in the morning,” you mumble, taking in his uninhibited demeanor.

He nods that off, “‘S okay. You’ll be here, right?”

You tilt your head, observing him chalantly. “Where else would I go?”

His arms snake tighter around you at that, giving you a little squeeze before relenting.

“I wanna marry you,” he murmurs, brushing your hair out of your face and tucking it neatly behind your ear.

You blink rapidly a few times, “What?” You push yourself up on his chest, sitting up on his abdomen.

“Wanna marry you.” He repeats, eyes lidded as he breathes easy under you. “You’re m’favorite person…want you t’be my wife.”

Your breath gets caught in your throat. “..You want me to be your wife?”

His lips are slightly parted and his pupils are wide as he stares up at you, taking in your features carefully. “‘Course I do.” He brings his fingers up to your cheek, touching you softly with all the wonderment of a little kid. “You’re so pretty.”

You’re quick to return, “So are you.” Especially right now.

He shuts his eyes momentarily, shaking his head morosely, “You gotta stop bein’ so nice t’me,” he lets his hand fall to rest on your thigh. “Don’t deserve it.”

“Shut up,” you lour, “You deserve it more than anybody.”

“No. Not more than you,” his hands knead at your thighs like it’s an instinct. “You deserve everything.” He closes his eyes, tilting his chin up as his head sinks further back into the pillow. “Think I’d do anything you wanted.”

“Jay—”

He continues on, “Want you t’be happy. Wanna make you happy.”

Your face falls into an expression of dazed awe, “You do make me happy.”

He dwindles at that, “No, really happy. Take care of you. Build you a house, give you babies. Wha’ever you want.”

He paws at your thighs, trying to get you to come closer again to him. You lay back down on top of him and his hand instantly buries itself in your hair, stroking softly. “You’re just…you’re so perfect…” He turns his head to mumble against your forehead, “Feel like I dreamed you, sometimes.”

You breathe deeply against the crook of his neck, eyes feeling glassy. “I love you.” It’s all you can get out, and it’s not enough, but it’s all of it.

“I love you,” he says like he’s trying to turn it into gospel. “So much. I love you so much, so fuckin’ much.” His words start to get lost in his weary babbling.

Your chest feels full and you can distinctly feel every beat of your heart against it. Or maybe it’s Jason’s heart. But what’s the difference?

You press a tender kiss to the nape of his neck. “You’re really sweet when you’re drunk, you know that?”

He hums lowly, head lulling against yours.

You still for a second, finding his breathing has slowed and his hand has seized its movement in your hair. His soft breaths fill the air as you press a kiss to his collarbone before settling in completely. “You’re gonna love when I tell you about this in the morning,” you whisper, letting your eyes shut too.

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Jason Todd x y/n thoughts- sexual

SEXUAL THEMES( even sa/rape and really sad stuff) SO MINORS STAY AWAY

Jason todd is a virgin. He got kidnapped really young and has been very against touch since then and opening up-even physically - to anyone. Most times he doesn't even want to get it. Plus he doesn't jerk off as much. As sad as it is , realistically joker probably implied sexual torture. Harley once tried to rape dick grayson, and harley was also someone who used to torture jason...so yea.

He didnt get particularly fixated on it, he just didn't care. Out of all the torture he endured, it probably just became another thing, but he doesn't really feel attracted to most women and he doesn't want to.

till he meets you. First he opens up emotionally. I don't think hookup turned more is a trope that would work for jason. He will first fall in love and then allow himself to open up sexually .

And its like a damn broke down, its a fricking flood. Now most people assume men without any experience suck at sex...NO they are better because not only are they more ready to learn they go by their carnal desire and instincts. Jason also never really watched porn, so he is very observant and easily affected .

that doesnt mean he comes fast, he is smart, he isn't a hormonal teenager, he probably did google and read and more than that he just focuses on what makes you feel good. Because everything is making him feel really good. He therefore is more skilled and a more eager and passionate lover.

Also sex is more for him. It is lovemaking . Most people assume they wanna be degraded, hurt, thrown around(aka me and some of you) but i know that is someone actually hurt me or was mean in real life id get really affected and in my head.

Jason is mean yes, but its sweet mean. "You must really like it when I kiss you here, fucking drenched you are" "so wet baby, all for me?" "has anyone ever made you feel like this" "calm down baby, I got you, let me do it for you yea?"

Its all genuine, all dirty talk is genuine, its not those practiced words , its what he is really feeling in the moment. And what he is feeling is carnal desire and loveeee. Also the first time he tastes pussy- its over for him( technically over for you). He wont hit you, smack you yes but its lightly. choke you yes but very lightly, just holding your neck a little tighter as he kisses you. He is observant he can tell when it hurts. \

Now wouldnt jason want to know what sex with other women may feel like? HELL NO it took him forever to even want someone to hold his hand, and he is like a worshipper. He is devoted asf. He is disgusted you would even ask. Why would he want someone else when he has more than he could even imagine with you? Let him show you just how bad he wants you and only you.

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hii!! I don't know if your requests are open but I love the way you write for the Batboys so I thought I'd request something ^-^

The batboys reacting to their s/o not saying "I love you" back when they end a call. This tiktok for reference.

(In case the link doesn't work https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTLW4JWj1/)

Idk if you'll see this but thank you!!

Dick

‘I’ll see you soon honey, I love you.’ Dick said on the other side of the phone.

‘See you soon, bye.’ You said cheerfully as you hung up the phone, trying your hardest not to break down with laughter. You could clearly see Dick’s face within your mind, looking down at his phone with the expression of a confused husky dog, head tilted to the side and a pout spread across his face.

For not once had you ever not said ‘I love you’ to Dick when ending a phone call, even when you were annoyed with him you still told him that you loved him, so this was completely out of the ordinary for you and you knew that Dick knew that too.

Which is why he was quick to call you back.

‘Hi! Yeah this is your BOYFRIEND speaking, you know the one you love and are devoted to loving for all of eternity, so do you not love me anymore now or?’

‘Of course I do what makes you think that sweetheart?’ You asked, trying not to laugh at Dick’s dramatics.

‘Well it doesn’t sound like it.’ You could practically hear him huffing. ‘I just want to be loved is that so much to ask for?’ He asks rhetorically.

‘Dick, you’re being dramatic.’ You tell him and he gasps on the other side. ‘Me dramatic? Never! All I ask is for my beautiful, stunning and perfect partner to say they love me before I go kick some ass, but no I’m asking too much apparently.’ Dick then huffs. ‘How mean.’ You heard him mutter under his breath.

‘Fine I love you! I love you very much so go kick all the asses for my honey! I love, love, love you!’ You practically shouted down the phone. ‘How was that for you mr dramatic?’ You add.

‘Mr dramatic loves you too very much.’ Was all he said before hanging up.

Dick never liked it when you didn’t say I love you, he gets very upset and doesn’t want to do anything else until you concede and tell him you love him as though your life depended on it. He was indeed a dramatic man.

Tim

‘Don’t stay up too late for me, I’ll be home soon I love you.’ He said.

‘Okay bye.’ Was all you replied with before hanging up the phone.

Tim knew damn well you weren’t doing much but hold back your laughter when you put down the phone after not saying ‘I love you’ like you normally did, and so through the process of elimination did Tim eventually come to the conclusion that this was all an elaborate prank.

‘I know this is a prank, you can cut it out now.’ Tim tells you the moment you picked up the phone.

‘Prank? Why would you think this is a prank?’ You asked.

‘You’ve not once forgot to tell me you love me in our past calls, so for you to do it now only is an indication of two things, one it’s a prank or I’ve done something wrong.’ He told you with certainty in his deduction.

You raised a brow. ‘And what makes you think that you didn’t do something wrong and I’m not mad at you?’ You were the one to ask this time as you could practically hear him think.

‘Because I didn’t.’ Was his only reply and you couldn’t help but giggle as you ask again. ‘Are you sure?’

Silence for a couple of second were what you were greeted with before being greeted with a ‘I’m a hundred percent certain.’

You sighed. ‘You’re right, it’s a prank, I’m sorry but I hope this I love you will set things right. So here it is: I love you Tim Drake.’

More silence and you were worried for a second before you heard him say ‘I love you too, don’t stay up too late for me please, we both can’t be sleep deprived that’s only reserved for me.’

Tim knew, he always does so there’s no point trying to prank him because he’ll know unless he’s caught off guard, though he won’t tell you is that he nearly shit himself when you didn’t and though he did something when he begin to think logically.

Jason

‘Okay I’ve got to head out on patrol now with Roy, I’ll see you as soon as I’m done chipmunk, I love you.’

‘See you soon jaybirdie, bye.’ You replied before quickly putting the phone done but as soon as you did, mentally counting down from three and when you got to one, your phone flashed with Jason’s contact almost immediately.

You knew he wasn’t going to let that slide once you started this little prank and he played right into your hands.

‘What was that.’ He asks.

‘What was what.’ You replied, acting as though you were confused.

‘You know what, the whole not saying I love you. it’s kind of out thing and so for you to not saying it is kinda throwing me off my grove, and Roy won’t stop saying how much of a simp I am. What even is a simp anyway?’ You couldn’t help but feel your smile grow wider at Jason’s rant and let out a small chuckle.

‘I’m sure Roy can tell you what a simp is, but I don’t see how me not saying I love you once is enough to throw you complete of your game.’ You replied as you could almost hear Roy laugh.

Jason sighs and you could imagine him rubbing his forehead. ‘Can you, can you just say it so I’m not thinking about it for the rest of the night, I don’t feel like bleeding out on our bathroom floor tonight.’ He says and you couldn’t help but feel yourself bend to his will a little before completely yielding entirely.

‘Fine, if it’ll make you feel better, I love you.’ You said and you could tell that took the weight off of his shoulders.

‘Thanks chipmunk, I love you.’ He said before hanging up, finally content to see the patrol through with a clear mind.

Needless to say Jason internally overthought himself when you didn’t say I love you once, it nearly drove the poor man insane and into doing something reckless. So it was good that you did say it when you did.

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