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It's so funny to me that I grew up having a crush on Teen Titans Robin and now my fave Robin is Jason, 10 year old me and 25 year old me knows what's up ig

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stealing Jason's helmet and being a tad grossed out because it's kinda damp and sweaty and a bit large on you but you can't help admiring yourself in it.

you test the voice modulator and say the most stupid shit and eventually you start mimicking the lines you heard Jason say sometimes when he's in Red Hood mode, all that to say you were fairly distracted. So you didn't even notice you never actually know how to take it off.

Luckily your boyfriend is near, and while helpful and ever so lovely, he's also amused and slightly mean about how you managed to get yourself stuck on things like a cat who got it's claw's stuck to the curtains and had the audacity to look mad when you try to help them.

Once he got the helmet opened up however, he leans down with that same amused smile and that sparkle in his eyes that holds so much unspoken affection before kissing you, it was a soft, chaste peck, barely enough and yet so sweet, it's almost enough to soothe your bruised ego.

well, you don't mind getting stuck on stupid things as long as he keeps kissing you.

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It was a stupid thing.

You and Jason were reading, it was supposed to be a relaxing evening, with the both of you reading through Jason's personal library (one that you've personally helped build, and added your own collection to it as well). Going through the classics, and a few newer books as well, you'd notice a trend you see in these new romance books.

Aside from your usual 'his gaze softened', 'she let out a breath she didn't know she was holding', 'he growled'—This one was a new cliche, the more you read about it the more you thought about how familiar it was. It was like a written equivalent to the Shoujo Manga's Kabedon, nothing truly new but then again, what is new under the sun?

Either way, you were intrigued but set it aside in the corner of your brain as you kept reading. But the more you read, the more distracted you'd become, because all you could think about is your damn boyfriend.

He can feel you stare at him, without looking up from his book he grunts softly, "What is it?" he asked, knowing full well you've concocted something in your pretty head whenever you stare at him for that long.

somehow, somehow you've convinced him to do it with you. So you're both setting the scene, with your back pressed against the doorframe and Jason looming over, you'd be intimidated if his expression wasn't the softest thing you'd ever seen, the lines of his scowl had softened with the look of amusement, his lips tugged into a soft smile and you can't help but notice how his scar stretches when he smiles, giving him a slight fanged look. It's so distractingly cute.

Sudden warmth jolts you from your thoughts, and belatedly you realise that his free hand had moved to cup your cheeks.

"Still with me?" He asked, voice soft and low. You nodded, trying to get yourself focused on the task once more despite the very big distraction infront of you. your efforts makes Jason break out into a grin again as he nodded along, waiting for your cue or an opening to do the scene you'd set up.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm ready," You muttered softly, though you're feeling anything but. And it's even more evident by the way your eyes widened as Jason slowly closes the distance, his breath tickling your warm cheeks, his lips part to say the words you'd ask—but before he could, you burst into nervous cackling, you've reached your limit.

"I can't do it, I can't do it—" You repeat inbetween your cackling, he's too damn effortlessly charming for his own good and you can't handle your swooning, your body fighting for its life to stay upright or even remain in a solid state when all you feel like is melted puddle.

Jason's hand was still gently cradling your jaw even as you slid down squawking and cackling incoherently, your brain absolutely malfunctioning in between your swooning, he was still making sure you were alright, which only added onto your brain melt, what a damn gentlemen.

He watched you for a moment as you kept cackling and squeaking, hiding your face behind your hands before he had to look away, his broad shoulders shaking with the force of his own silent laugh.

All the while, you stayed on the floor, breathlessly laughing as you crawled away from your far too handsome for real life boyfriend. You've decided then and there that you definitely cannot handle these damn techniques in real life.

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Jason doing the booktok lean, send post

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Cutey cutey romantic moment because I need the serotonin. And a hands insert shot because I apparently hate myself.

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dawg in him

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idk why is my tummy jason todd art from 2 years ago is still getting traction. good news for tummy enjoyers. ver2025 of tummy jason.

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do people like pathetic tops that cry when you touch them

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need to walk in on my knight jerking off with my token of favour. handkerchief wrapped around his dick, wet spot visible through the fabric, hand in his mouth to keep from yelping at the feeling. knights when they are obsessed w me and totallyyy pathetic about it.

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my characterization of Jason springs WILDLY from guy who's tortured by the voices and thinks of himself worse than he actually is to holy shit this guy got issues, thankfully my favorite colour is red.

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Scammer!reader x Jason

sort of a part 2 but not really bc it's more of a jason pov???

Jason Todd is a petty man. I think that much is obvious, he's petty, holds grudges longer than he should but most importantly he loves serving people their just desserts, loves to see the utter panic and breakdown they do when they realize he'd outsmarted them. So of course when a pretty little bird has the audacity to try and scam him—

Well, he's not going to take it lightly.

At first, he was just playing along, he's known from the start of course, your real name, your real childhood, the pets you'd grown up with, the name of your first grade teacher.

He didn't intend at all to do much more than string you along, see how far you'd push this farce pretending to be his spouse (truly, did he look that gullible to you, bird?)

but somewhere along the way, he found himself wanting to be closer to you, somewhere his fascination twists, an ache between his gums, hunger that can't be satisfied, an amalgamation of his darkest desires.

He wouldn't call it obsession, no—He just thinks, its such a waste not to take a bite, you'd already offered yourself up to him so willingly, (not that you'd realized it.)

Garnished, decorated and laid in a silver platter for him to sink his fangs into, (really bird you shouldn't have. You really know how to spoil a man don't you?)

What else was he supposed to do but keep you for himself?

Tagging; @urgentlyspicypoison

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"Jason, Jace," You call out, trying every single variation of his name, even starting to get ridiculous, at some point you'd even called him foxy, get it? cuz he's a Todd?

Anyways, he lets out a low grunt as a response as you drape yourself over him, looking with those sparkly eyes that always meant trouble before you continued, "You know, when we first met I thought you were a beautiful butch."

That makes him choke-laugh, he looks at you in disbelief, "What?" Honestly, he's heard almost everything under the sun, the usual 'oh I thought you were scary' 'I thought you looked mean,' but this? This was a first.

"I mean I thought you were a beautiful butch! I mean you had a leather jacket and the prettiest fuckin' eyes I've ever seen—" You repeat, more insistent and eyes even more sparkly as you tried to make your case to an increasingly giggly Jason who can't take you seriously.

Well, at the very least it's flattering to hear that no matter what you'd find Jason handsome.

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Reverse cute aggression, you, his pretty dove activates some part in his brain, the overthinking being overridden by the sheer cuteness you've displayed by just existing.

the way you pout when in deep thought, the way you borrow his oversized clothes and let it hang loose on your figure, the way you look at him as though he never did anything wrong in his life. as though he wasn't a mistake God put on this earth.

You really can't blame him for what he does when you look at him like that, you know.

It's not unexpected when he bear hugs you, hiding you underneath him like a mama cat to her kittens, the world truly does not deserve you, he doesn't deserve you. He keeps on expecting you to protest, to tell him you're sick of him, but all he hears is loud, indignant laughter from underneath him distracting him from his thoughts again. Makes him let out a rough laugh of his own, as he leans down to kiss you, interrupting your laugh.

The kiss deepens, and soft giggly laughter turns into breathy moans the humor dissipating as he looks down at your flushed cheeks and kiss swollen lips, the sight is enough to make him chub up.

Gods above.

you really have no idea what you do to him, do you?

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Jason lets his hair grow out once and it grows like a weed in desperate need of a weed whacker because in a months time he has a mullet. It's all going well! His Dovey loves it, cooes and calls him "The world's most handsome detective", Jason's not ashamed to say he preens under their touch and words, purring like on oversized cat.

And it all goes well, he lets them tie his hair with their scrunchies, pushes back his bangs with their cutesy hairclips. Some are even red and black to match his costume. It all goes so well.

Until.

Tim accidentally calls him by Dick's name in the cave, before looking like he's seen a ghost when Jason turns around with murder in his eyes.

Unfortunately he shaves his whole head the next day.

His dove doesn't even look at him until he at least grows a buzz cut.

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If Saja Boys get arrested instead being killed during Honmoon T-T

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KPOP DEMON HUNTERS (2025) dir. Maggie Kang & Chris Appelhans