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ive had a revelation.
Jason Todd is called "Jaybean" by y/n in front of the batboys who have no idea jay even has a WIFE (let alone someone who he isnt dangerously annoyed by) and everyone goes fucking nuts (in a cute way)
(also can I have an anon emoji bc i'm planning to be here quite a bit i'm so sorry your writing and the brainrot is just too good TvT)
I hereby name you 🧶 anon bc I clicked it on accident so it was meant to be
It's not your fault he wasn't responding to you. You just figured he was ignoring you or something, so you texted him...several times.
You: Hey do you want batburger for dinner bc if the answer is yes, I need to leave to go get it now
You: Jay
You: Babe
You: I will drive all the way there to get just my order out of spite
You: Baby
You: Ok it's been like ten minutes, I really need to know
You: Red
You: Jason
You: Answer your phone
You: It's been like 25 minutes. I don't care about the food. Are you ok?
You: Ok you're starting to freak me out now, you were supposed to be back like 15 minutes ago
You: Jason, sweetheart
You: Love
You: Shnookums
You: Pookie
You: Jaybean?
You: Jason Peter Todd if you don't pick up the phone, I will divorce you
Your phone starts ringing. It's Jason. Something feels...off. A phone call?
You ignore your questions and pick up the phone. "WHERE IN THE EVER-LOVING FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN?"
"Oh" That was not your husbands voice. What the fuck?
"um.. hello?"
"Who is this?"
"This is-... Wait. You're the one with my husband's phone. Who is THIS?"
"Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait. HUSBAND?"
"Who the fuck is this? Where is Jason?"
The man on the other end of the phone starts laughing. He's whispering the several other people. It lasts far longer than it should. "Um. This his brother, Dick."
"Hey, fuck you, asshole. You're the one with Jason's phone. Don't call me a dick-."
"That's my name. Dick is my name."
"...Oh"
"Jason is uhhh asleep right now. Yeah. He's... He was really tired. He's taking a nap."
"A nap? Can you wake him up?"
"...no"
"no?"
"..."
"Did he get his shit rocked by Croc again?"
"WHAT"
#saph’s love letters#jason todd#jason todd x reader#saph’s thots#red hood x reader#red hood#jason todd imagine#jason todd x you#red hood imagine#red hood x you#jason todd crack#red hood crack#jason todd x reader crack#red hood x reader crack#crack#🧶 anon
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it is 2:37am who in the fuck is starting a car
#I thot it was someone stealing our car actually#cause our driveway is rock and I thought I heard rock#so might wake up and our cars gone that would be fun#saph screams
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I'm a woman who loves women and I'm also thot.
I'm a Saph-hoe.
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Jason Todd who decides to play with your hair while he fucks you. He keeps a remote controlled vibrator to your clit and keeps it on low while he drags his blunt nails over your scalp. He coos at you when you shudder because of his gentle trails over the nape of your neck. He ups the setting every time you whine just so he can hear more of it. He just wants to see how much he can get you to react. He loves the way your body can’t help but squirm for him, not to mention the noises he can get you to make. He's obsessed with the way your brain turns to putty when his fingers play with your scalp. He loves learning how hard he can scratch which parts of your head and what it will do what to you. He wants to try it all.
#based off those sharp or dull asmr videos. i hate asmr but they are an exception.#sorry i stopped posting lol. im hyperfixating on hazbin now. it's a struggle.#saph’s thots#saph’s love letters#jason todd#jason todd x reader#red hood#red hood x reader#jason todd imagine#jason todd x you#red hood imagine#jason todd x reader smut#red hood x reader smut#jason todd smut#red hood smut#red hood x you#smut
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No thoughts, just Jason being a simp. Jason who sees you in the most boxy pajamas and starts drooling. Jason who blushes while watching you snore. Jason whose heart starts pounding every time you tell him you love him, despite having been together for several years. Jason who not only loves you, is your best friend, and your boyfriend, but also who just has a literal crush on you. Jason who stutters when you smile at him. Jason who literally trips over his own two feet when he sees you in formal attire. Jason whose entire camera roll is pictures of you: some wholesome, some not so much.
Some of them are pictures you let him take of you when he's fucking your brains out. He has a secret folder for them. Pictures of his grip on your waist. Pictures of your nipples twisted in his fingers. Pictures of his hands on your ass. Pictures of your hands on yourself. Pictures of his hands holding your thighs open. Pictures of the bites he leaves on your thighs. And more more more pictures.
But then there's the pictures from after. There's the pictures of you asleep on his chest. The pictures of your legs tangled together. Pictures of you hiding your face in his neck. Pictures of you the next morning putting on clothes to walk out and go to the bathroom.
God forbid he remembers the photo of you wearing his boxers or he might just end up fucking you again.
#saph’s thots#jason todd x reader#jason todd#red hood#jason todd imagine#red hood x reader#jason todd x you#red hood imagine#red hood x you#jason todd smut#red hood smut#red hood x reader smut#jason todd x reader smut#smut#for calicocat45
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Possessive!jason fucking you and just saying “mine. mine. mine.”
Like he’s biting you, but it’s a little harder than usual. His hands can’t decide where to go, they’re everywhere. They’re holding your hands, then they’re pinning your hands above your head, and then they’re pinning you to the mattress. When he starts fucking you, it’s fast and hard. Maybe he’s doing it because some rando flirted with you or maybe he’s doing it because you wore something he swears was just to tease him, either way the moment the door was shut, he was on you. The noises coming out of his mouth are downright filthy. “Ah nn oh fuck. Fuck. You’re mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. All mine. Am I the only person that can make you feel good? Yeah, that’s right baby. Say it. Fuck.” He can’t stop himself from babbling about how good you feel, how you’re the only person he could ever want, and you’re all his.
After you both finish, he kisses your hand in his and won’t stop smiling like an idiot. It’s still endearing somehow. He’s your idiot.
(This is for @fandxmslxt69’s birthday 🤭)
#saph’s thots#jason todd#jason todd x reader#red hood#red hood x reader#jason todd imagine#jason todd x you#red hood imagine#red hood x you#jason todd smut#red hood smut#jason todd x reader smut#red hood x reader smut#smut
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rockstar jason todd who drags you to all of his shows. rockstar jason todd who can't help smiling at you every time he catches your eyes. rockstar jason todd who looks for you every time he sings a lyric inspired by you. rockstar jason todd who begs to make a picture of you the cover for his next album (like on his hands and knees begging). rockstar jason todd who purposefully starts rumors that he has a "property of [y/n]" tattoo bc he loves starting shit. rockstar jason todd who asks you to doodle on every piece of equipment he owns (his guitar is covered in hearts). rockstar jason todd who sends you all the thirst edits made of him he finds. rockstar jason todd who mentions you every chance he gets. what's the inspiration for his latest album? you. what is he most grateful for? you. to what does he attribute his success? you.
the paparazzi pictures would be unbearable.
#jason todd#jason todd x reader#saph’s thots#red hood#red hood x reader#jason todd imagine#jason todd x you#red hood imagine#red hood x you#rockstar!jason x reader#rockstar!jason todd#rockstar!jason todd x reader
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Jason gets so pussydrunk and it doesn’t take much at all. Like you’re talking to him while sitting down in a dress. You don’t think anything of it, you’re just getting more comfortable, so you open your legs. His gaze drops as your legs uncross and his eyes never leave you. His face goes bright red. Without warning, he rushes forward and falls to his knees. He thumbs at the seams of your underwear. “Please.” When you nod your head, he tugs them down your legs reverently. He kisses all over your thighs, leaving you speechless. Unacceptable. “Keep talking, baby. I wanna hear your voice. I need it.” His voice is whiny and he makes no move to hide it. His kisses trail closer and closer to where you want him, but right before he gets there, you lace your fingers through his hair and tug him back, making him let out a sound that you wish you had recorded. He needs to beg for it. You can see the thought click in his clouded eyes. Despite not having touched your pussy yet, he’s breathless. “I’ll be good. I’ll be so good. Please. I’ll be so good for you.” You push his face into your cunt and you can feel the vibrations of his moan, you take it as an excuse to grind into his face. Call him your slut, he'd like it.
#galas are fun#almost made this mommy kink#jason todd#jason todd x reader#saph’s thots#red hood#red hood x reader#jason todd imagine#jason todd x you#red hood imagine#red hood x you#jason todd smut#red hood smut#red hood x reader smut#jason todd x reader smut#smut#my brain is losing my hyperfixation and I’m brawling with it. I will not go down without a fight.#as always I was too lazy to proofread#jason todd x afab!reader
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Jason Todd can always be found tracing your skin. His touch is almost always feather light. He moves his hands across your body with awe and devotion. He catalogues every bit of skin on you. He knows it all. He loves it all. He worships it all. His touch is reverent as if he can't believe you're his, his to touch and to love and to adore. All his. He loves to watch how you react when he wakes you up in the morning by gliding his fingertips across your bare back. He notes with love the way you get goosebumps and shiver, the way you press your back into his hand, he way you press into him like a cat when his hand stops moving. He loves knowing he's wanted. He loves knowing that he gets to slide his fingers across your bare skin whenever he wants. He gets to move his fingers up and down your arm when you're outside in the cold. He gets to move the clasp of your necklace back to the back of your neck, and he gets to take that as an excuse to get to slide his fingers across your collarbone and shoulders. He gets to pull your hair off your neck when you're overheating outside and run his fingers through the delicate strands. He can't believe that he gets to map out your body like the stars in the sky. He will never have enough.
#i want to do the asks in my inbox so bad bc theyre so fucking good but i have no motivation rn fml#jason todd#jason todd x reader#saph’s thots#red hood#red hood x reader#jason todd imagine#jason todd x you#red hood imagine#red hood x you
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Jason Todd would want you to take pictures of his face between your legs.
He'd want you to make sure that you have the flash on and have your other hand buried in his hair. Multiple pictures too. One with his face completely buried in your folds. One with his eyes drunkenly locked on you. Another after you tug his face away, hand still in his hair, with glassy half open eyes and slick all over his mouth.
If you send him the pictures when he's out of the house and busy, he'll drop whatever he's doing to get to take some more. And if you send him a video of you touching yourself to the pictures? He will go 100 in a 35 to see you and get to watch you.
#Based off this one funny story where some girl was with her boyfriend at the dermatologist or smthn and she was showing the nurse pictures-#of their vacation on the boyfriend's phone but scrolled one too far & accidentally showed the nurse a pic of the bf's face b/w her legs#jason todd#jason todd x reader#saph’s thots#red hood x reader#red hood#jason todd imagine#jason todd x you#red hood imagine#red hood x you#jason todd x reader smut#red hood x reader smut#jason todd smut#red hood smut#smut#i want to write more for this
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Jason Todd is the living embodiment of that one meme. Allow me to elaborate.
You: Hey I’m ab to get in the shower. You wanna join me?
Jason: There’s a pistol taped underneath the island in the kitchen. If I ever say no to that question, I want you to shoot me. Aim for the head, don’t stop until I’m dead.
#lol that rhymed#jason: if I say no to that question assume it is an imposter and shoot on sight#sorry for the no updates. school is being mean to me#jason todd#jason todd x reader#saph’s thots#red hood#red hood x reader#jason todd imagine#jason todd x you#red hood imagine#red hood x you#I took some liberties and don’t remember the source#maybe modern family?
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ngl i see jason as a cat dad. like mf has this big FAT ginger and white cat and his name is gus
LMAO I LOVE THIS. Cats FLOCK to him. He has this reputation as the the Red Hood, the man who clawed his way out of his own grave. Went mad for revenge. Killed countless people.
But you’re watching him hold the cat he named Gus. And he’s showing Gus the tops of the tables and counters, telling him, “This is what you would be able to jump on and see if you weren’t such a fat fuck. Your twenty-five pound ass is making my arms sore.” The cat meows at him. “No, you can’t have a treat. That’s what this entire conversation has been about.”
The next minute, he’s cradling Gus like a human baby. “You’re so glorious, Gus. Never let anyone tell you otherwise. I love you. My sweet son.”
On more than one occasion Gus has smacked Jason, hissed, and then ran away to nap in your lap. You can hear Jason from the other room. “FUCKING TRAITOR. YEAH, GO RUN TO YOUR MOTHER. LET’S SEE IF SHE MIXES THE HARD FOOD AND SOFT FOOD THE WAY YOU LIKE IT.” Jason still ends up feeding Gus his special food even when Gus smacks him while he does it. “I AM FEEDING YOU. WHY DO YOU HATE ME?”
#Jason loves Gus Gus but will deny this#jason todd#jason todd x reader#red hood#red hood x reader#jason todd x fem!reader#jason todd x you#jason todd imagine#jason todd x reader fluff#red hood x reader fluff#jason todd fluff#red hood fluff#red hood imagine#saph’s thots#saph’s love letters#fluff#anon#🦇 anon#gus the cat
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OKAY SO. I was thinking abt Jason fucking you raw for the first time and he's all dizzy and giddy when he puts it in and he has to like pause for a sec because if he moves he's 99% sure he's gonna cum and like YEAH. i need this man BADLY. anyways...
-💌
This came out more cracky than I intended
"Fuck, Jason. Move."
"Can't."
"What the fuck do you mean you can't? If you don’t hurry up and fuck me-'
'I mean if I move I'm gonna cum."
"You haven't even been inside me for a full minute."
"Shut up. You feel so good. Can't help it. Gimme a minute."
"Jason," you whine, "please."
#its so smutty and I love it but this dialogue in my head was too funny not to write.#saph’s love letters#jason todd#jason todd x reader#saph’s thots#red hood#jason todd imagine#red hood x reader#jason todd x you#red hood imagine#red hood x you#jason todd x reader crack#jason todd x reader smut#jason todd crack#jason todd smut#red hood smut#red hood x reader smut#red hood crack#red hood x reader crack#crack#smut#💌 anon
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Jason Todd kisses your knuckles casually all the time. When you walk in the door and see him sitting on the couch, he’ll hold out his hand. You’ll put your hand in his and he’ll bring it to his lips. If you burn your hand on the stove, he’ll kiss it better. He’ll hold your hand in public and press a kiss to your knuckles. At galas, he'll get on one knee to kiss your hand like the royalty you are. And he loves to do it when he fucks you. He'll get all cocky and laugh when you start making noises that you can't contain. He'll grab your hand, press a quick kiss to your knuckles, and tell you "you're doing so good for me, baby. good girl." Then he'll intertwine your fingers together and press your hand into the mattress. "Just like that. Good fuckin girl. Just take it f'me."
#jason todd#jason todd x reader#saph’s thots#red hood#red hood x reader#jason todd imagine#jason todd x you#red hood imagine#red hood x you#jason todd smut#jason todd scenarios#red hood smut#jason todd x reader smut#red hood x reader smut#smut
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Drunk sex with jay?he's the one drunk btw
I got carried away...
This is one of the longest things I've ever written
He is such a horny drunk. It's been established for years at this point. He achieves something. He's proud of himself. He gets drunk. His face gets flushed. He gets flirty. He gets horny. All a part of the routine. You've talked about it. You've discussed it. You've accepted it.
And you'd be lying if you said you didn't enjoy the flirting at least a little.
He'd started drinking an hour ago. He's had his eyes locked on yours since then. He's watched your every step and hasn't stopped smiling.
You know he's watching you. You're standing with him in the kitchen. He's sitting on one of the metal barstool chairs he picked out a few months ago at some old furniture store. He's solidly drunk now. His steps waver when he tries to walk and he slurs his words when he speaks. He smile still doesn't drop.
He's been chattering most of the time, talking about nothing. Also flirting. So much flirting. But he's been silently staring at you for the last 3 minutes, a record.
He rests his chin in his hand. "I wanna taste you."
You drop the remote you were holding. He snickers. Loudly.
You let out a huff and bend over the grab the remote, blushing furiously. While you grab the remote from the floor, he soundlessly moves behind you. You're not entirely sure how he pulled it off in his drunken state. You don’t notice until you stand back up and his hands find your waist, pushing their way up under your shirt and tracing patterns into your skin. "Sounds like you like my idea. C'mon." He draws out the last syllable slightly. He turns you around, removing one hand to place it on your chin and tilt your head up to look at him. His eyes are hooded and dark. "Please?" His voice is gruff and slightly deeper than it usually is. How are you supposed to resist him?
He can see the surrender in your eyes ands smile brightens. You let out a breath. "You sure?"
He doesn't respond, just presses his lips to yours in a bruising kiss. He's no longer so drunk that he can't walk, but you still don't trust him to walk backwards to the couch the way he'd usually lead you during a kiss, so you walk yourself backward to the kitchen table. It breaks off the kiss when you sit, but Jason is quick to go to his knees to follow you. His mouth doesn't stay on yours for too much longer, it makes its way to your neck and you can feel him leave hickeys that surely won't be gone by tomorrow. His hands find their way back under your shirt to your hips and waist, pulling your body flush with his. They move and latch onto the hem of your shirt, trying to lift it, but he can't bring himself to move his mouth away from your neck. You do it for him. Faster than the flash, kid flash, or impulse could move, you lean slightly back and away to lift your shirt off your head. You toss the shirt across the room and you can faintly hear the fabric hit the ground as Jason's mouth returns to your neck.
But this time, it doesn’t stay in that one place for two long. How mouth moves to your finally freed collarbones and licks a hot strip up the middle of them. His eyes lock with yours and your skin feels warm and electric. His hands move up your body and try to make their way to your chest before he gets annoyed at the fabric there.
"Ugh!" His tone is annoyed and you can't help but let out a breath of a laugh. "Take it all off. Everything. Now."
"Bossy." But you're doing exactly what he says and you know he can see the excitement in your eyes. You think about making a remark about the clothing (What? can't figure out how to get it off?), but ultimately decide that getting the clothes off as fast as humanly possible is more pressing. His hands have to move away from your waist when it's time for the pants to go and you immediately miss the warmth of his touch. It isn't gone for long, though. The moment your underwear drops, his mouth is on your tits. He draws a nipple to his mouth and you can feel his tongue move against it. Your hands find their way into his hair as he moans and pushes the rest of his body against yours. You feel his teeth graze you and you let out a brief gasp. His fingers dip into your hipbones and he doubles his efforts.
He doesn’t want to spend too long on just one, though. He always says they both "deserve equal attention" (usually right after he says something like "mine. All fuckin mine,") but well his mouth is a little busy right now. His hands trail down to your thighs, moving up and down. They squeeze intermittently as he bares down on your tit. You try to rub your thighs together, to get some sort of friction, but his hands roughly push them apart and hold them in place.
You tug his hair back, moving his face away and making him look at you. His eyes are half lidded, dazed. There's not a damn thought in his brain other than you. He whines and it short circuits your brain. You were about to say something, but he beats you to it.
"Need you. Need to taste you. Please."
"Thought you'd never ask."
His head moves back to your chest, but this time it trails down. His open mouth kisses are quick and sloppy. He follows your skin as it moves with your quickening breaths. His hands move back up your thighs and this time they trail all the way to your hips. He licks a final stripe up your stomach as he jerks you to the edge of the table.
He moves his hands again, this time around the outer side of your knees. He briefly kisses his way up your thigh. You're both breathing loud and heavily by the time he hooks the knee over his shoulder. Then he moves his mouth the other thigh, moving his mouth along it the same way he did the previous one. And again when he finally makes all the way to your inner thigh, he backs his head up, smiles at you, and hooks that knee over his shoulder.
He lays down one last kiss before he looks back up at you again and says, "Sorry, ma. Can't wait any more."
His arms loop around your thighs to keep you in place and he wastes no further time. He licks a wet stripe up your cunt and you let out an unholy moan. His lips wrap around your clit and suck and your brain shuts off. Your eyes slide closed against your will, despite how fucking good he looks between your legs. The only thing you can do is feel what he's doing to you, and by the looks of it, he's in the same boat. You swear you don't know what he's doing with his tongue, but fuck it feels good.
You think he might be more drunk on you than the alcohol at this point, but regardless you notice he hasn't remembered to breathe since he started devouring you. You try to tug him by his hair but his neck remains stiff and he moans into your cunt (and fuck if that is't distracting). "Baby." You tug his scalp again, this time with force. He gasps when you pull him away. You make eye contact and his eyes are a fucking sight. His pupils are blown wide, but more important his mouth and chin are coated in your slick. He licks his lips and you almost lose it at the sight. "Don't forget to breathe."
He seemingly can't wait any longer because he talks on his way back to your cunt. "Yes ma'am." Your brain shuts off for the next two minutes. You suspect he might be tracing his name into you, but you're not complaining, especially when it feels like that. His fingers dig into your skin as you let out a stream of curses.
He backs away to catch his breath and had you been in any sort of state to, you might have made a remark about him remembering all on his own this time, but you're too thoroughly wrecked to let out anything other than a high pitched whine.
He breathes a laugh. "You sound like me. Tsk tsk tsk. I guess I've been rubbing off on you too much lately." You forget how much of a cocky bastard he can be. Apparently he's finished his meal, because he moves your knees off his shoulder and rises from his knees. There are red marks where his fingers were pressed into you. "C'mon. Get up. I'm gonna need you to ride me. Let's go. Let's go make you drunk on my cock, baby"
Time to find out if you can still walk.
#this is the equivalent of my YouTuber apology video for being gone for so long *brings out ukulele*#jason todd smut#jason todd#jason todd imagine#jason todd x reader#jason todd x reader smut#jason todd x you#red hood imagine#red hood x reader#red hood smut#red hood x reader smut#red hood#red hood x you#jason todd x fem!reader#jason todd x afab!reader#smut#saph’s love letters#saph’s thots
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“I swear to you, that as long as I’m alive I won’t let a single soul ever harm you.” with protective upset and slightly unhinged jason would be so so good oh my god. like if something bad happens to reader and he has to get violent to defend her… yeah.
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You were on you way home, out later than you should have been, but your friend needed moral support after a breakup and you lost track of time.
Unfortunately while both you & Jason's apartment and your friend's were just off the edge of crime alley, your friend's apartment was on the opposite end of you and Jason. All of this is to say, unless you wanted to be out after midnight, you had to pass through crime alley after dark. It was just a five minute walk there, when daylight spared you of most of the dangers of Gotham, but it was pitch black now. You should have driven, but at the time it didn’t seem necessary.
Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck.
You walked as fast as possible.
You didn’t even have a purse on you. Your phone was in the leather jacket Jason had bought you as a present and you had 20 dollars stuffed somewhere in your pant pockets.
Were you supposed to turn left here? Yeah, you recognize that streetlamp.
You would call Jason, but your phone is fucking dead and it's not like you were gonna ask your crying friend for a charger. And you didn’t realize how late it had gotten until you stepped outside with no way to get back into your friends apartment.
You were in the home stretch, just in the outskirts of crime alley. Almost freedom.
Never let it be said that you were lucky. All of your luck was used getting your hot ass boyfriend. Luck gone.
The man had a knife and was screaming for your wallet. Your wallet that you did not bring with you.
"Give me the wallet or I'm gonna spill your guts on the fucking ground!"
Just because your boyfriend was scary looking, did not mean you were used to scary men, especially ones that yelled at you. Your hands shook and you weren't sure what to do.
"I don’t have it. All I have is 20 dollars, please."
"That's a fucking lie. I see your jacket. I know that shit is expensive. Lie to me again and I'll slit your throat."
Fuck. If you had to guess, it would be Jason that would find your body. You didn’t want it to be Jason. He wouldn't be able to handle seeing your lifeless eyes. You know what it's like to look into your soulmates lifeless eyes and realize they're gone forever; you were hoping Jason would never have to experience that.
"It's-"
"Tough luck... I guess I could accept other forms of payment."
He bares his teeth in a grin as he sees the look on your face.
"Unless you'd prefer that no one ever finds your body?"
You're really glad you told Jason you loved him before he left for patrol.
The man starts getting closer to you. You can't talk, can't scream, can't think. You were gonna die alone.
You think you mumble out a 'please' before your back hits the wall. His knife was to your throat, but all you could think about was Jason.
There was a bang that you didn’t fully register. Before you could think twice about it, your mugger was on the ground. You didn’t move. You stayed, frozen, silent tears running down your cheeks.
"Shh, it's ok. You're ok. It's me."
You finally focused your eyes and saw the white lenses staring at you, his arms in the air.
You babbled nonsense. You couldn't breathe.
You tried to back away from the man on the floor, but you almost fell. You swore your legs were going to give out. Jason was at your side in less than a second. He lifted you over the bleeding body on the ground, supported your weight as your knees buckled.
He tucked your face into the crook of his neck and you choked on air.
"I've got you. Match my breaths, ok? Good. You're doing great. You're ok, I promise."
All you could manage to get out was his name.
"'M right here. Just breathe. Focus on that for me." His hand cradled the base of your neck.
Eventually you stopped crying. Eventually you could breathe again. Eventually Jason led your face away from his neck to look at you. Your whole body shook. You watched as he drew his hand up to his helmet and heard this hiss and click and he took it off. He took your jaw in one of his hands.
He wiped the splattered blood and tears off your cheeks with a gloved hand, traced the trail of fresh blood and broken skin on your neck from where the knife was pressed against you. “I swear to you, that as long as I’m alive I won’t let a single soul ever harm you.”
You looked into his eyes as they flashed an inhuman green, and you believed him.
Bonus:
"Wait, Jay. Did you just happen to stumble across me?"
"There...may or may not be a tracker in the jacket I bought you... You were in one place for too long."
"I hate that that makes me feel safer."
He smiles apologetically. "I love you."
"I love you too."
#tw: sa mention#tw: sa threat#I am the angst queen#saph’s love letters#jason todd#jason todd x reader#saph’s thots#red hood x reader#jason todd imagine#red hood#jason todd x you#red hood imagine#red hood x you#jason todd angst#jason todd x reader angst#red hood x reader angst#red hood angst#angst#🧸 anon
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