#Jason is the scary dog of the relationship

[supertrxshwrites]

Thinking about how Jason only comes over as Red Hood so through your window/ up your fire escape so he doesn’t have to buzz in. When your ex finds out you’ve been seeing a guy named “Jason” he decides to come over one day screaming and banging on your door Jay takes it into his own hands and opens the door in full gear holding a gun pointed at said ex threatening to shoot him.

“Are you sure you want to do that” he says tilting his head pointing the gun at your ex

‘Y-you’re the r-‘

“ don’t come back here or I’m afraid I’ll have to shoot you” Jason says smugly

‘Youre bluffing’

“Okay” Jason shoots a near by pillar causing your ex to basically piss himself

“-fuck outta here”

Your ex just tripping over himself to leave

Jay acting like nothing happened and when you ask about hearing a gunshot he acts like he doesn’t know what you’re talking about with a smirk omg aaa

[gay-dorito-dust]

Can you give us a headcanon about Jason in a relationship?

Jason is a big man with an even bigger heart, no one can take this away from me, no one. You can try but you fucking can’t.

Being with Jason automatically gifts you with scary dog privileges because whilst to you, Jason is a sweet man who’d get all pouty when you don’t kiss him in the morning or call him by the nicknames you’ve picked out for each other and will make you breakfast in bed because he wanted to show his gratitude to you for staying by him and loving him when he didn’t think you should.

To others however Jason was a this big 6ft something dude who could beat them into next week a multitude of unique ways if they even thought of looking at him funny. He radiates danger just by standing there and yet to you he was the reason that walking home at night from work had become just that little bit easier. It’s not much but it’s enough for you to know that you’ve got someone who’d watch your back vigilantly 24/7.

Jason’s fatal flaw might as well be either loyalty or devotion because this man will not act out of line with you, he refuses to betray and throw away everything you’ve ever done for him just because his eyes lingered elsewhere; which would never happen as Jason’s eyes were firmly locked onto you from morning, noon and night. You were just that perfect in his eyes that he’d rather die again than ever look at someone else the way he does you. You’re his person, his one and only simple as that because you’ve claimed his heart the moment you met.

Your trust is something he values deeply and he isn’t one to play stupid games with your trust either. So if you were to ever tell him about a boundary being crossed or talk about something that rubbed you the wrong way, you best believe Jason will honour that and promise to never do it again.

Two words; Book. Dates.

More specifically the ones where you’d a) go to those cute book cafes where you could enjoy reading your favourite books together in comfortable silences whilst enjoying a warm/cold beverage. Or b) have an in book date within the confines of your shared apartment, where Jason had this small hoard of books he’s been meaning to read, most of which were primarily Jane Austin’s body of work with some of your own recommended books in between.

It’s almost like your own little book club just for the two of you. It’s your thing that you share together that brings you closer together as a couple.

Jason loves it whenever he gets to read one of your favourite books as it brings forth and intellectual conversation between the two of you as you got to hear Jason’s view of the story and characters while Jason got to hear your own point of view; It was beautiful way of admiring the way the other person’s mind worked and find even more ways of falling in love with each other, as if you weren’t already deeply in love in the first place.

Jason loves being near you and once he gets past his aversion to touch, he’ll want to touch and hold you in any given capacity because he’s become well and truly addicted to the feel of your skin against his; so much so to the point where you’ve got him practically melting and closing his eyes in content as he humming in pleasure it almost came across as that of a cat’s purring.

If Jason could he would wholeheartedly want to live out the rest of his life within your arms, they were his safe haven, the one place he could call home as he could let down his guard and just melt into your embrace and allow you to pamper him in kisses and sweet nothings that leave him feeling more warm and loved then before, a tear of two may slip but it’s because he’s so fucking happy to have you in his life. So don’t be frightened when he starts hugging you back tightly, making it near enough impossible to escape his grasp.

Jason is your number one fan. Always has been, always will be. So may your insecurities begone because this man will pull out an exaggeratedly long list as to what about you Jason loved so much.

Spoiler alert: it’s everything. I don’t make the rules because this man will love your gap tooth, your acne scarring, your stretch marks, your love handles, your laugh, your eyes, your voice, your hair. Anything and everything that you’re majorly insecure of Jason will love tenfold because YOU. ARE.PERFECT. THE.WAY. YOU. ARE! And don’t you let some test tell you otherwise!

Also Jason falls under the ‘wear whatever you want, I can fight’ category of boyfriend because it’s not your fault you look drop dead gorgeous.

Hell you could walk in your apartment in sweat pants and an oversized shirt and Jason will stare at you with heart eyes like he would if you were wearing something that you felt confident and sexy in. Please wear it and be your sexy self you sexy bastard! Be the main character in your story!

For by the end of the night Jason will have everyone apologising to you for ruining your night because they thought they could get away with being freaks and weirdos.

Agree or disagree, I don’t care but Jason would 100% would want to take care of the dog -especially if it’s of a breed that’s massively stereotyped as aggressive- you found that was left abandoned in the rain, hurt and suffering back to full health and find it a better home or decided to keep them because he’s grown attached.

[kimberly-spirits13]

Dating Jason Todd General Headcannons

warnings: nothing graphic but there are a few bed preferences in there without being descriptive

He's a very veryyyy touchy person

There is not a time in your entire relationship where he doesn't have his hands on you somehow

he wants you to sit in his lap and be cuddled up against his chest, wants his hand on your thigh, pinkies linked, holding your hand, touching shoulders while standing close together, literally anything

He's a total big spoon almost always

He likes to engulf you and it makes him feel like you're safe

Also likes it when you use his chest or stomach as a pillow

"Don't you have a pillow to sleep on Y/N/N?" "yea, I'm using it doofus."

He likes to sleep on top of you and have you scratch his scalp or run your fingers through his hair

has him out like a light

Jason is a heavy sleeper so if you move around a lot, it won't bother him

That being said, it's hard to wake him up from a nightmare

sometimes you can't wake him up and have to let him ride it out and wake up on his own

He HATES waking up alone and will tightly wrap his arms and legs around you when he sleeps

He likes being able to do things separately but in the same room

maybe you're working on a case and he's reading Jane Austin or something

He really prefers a vigilante S/O because he knows they can take care of themselves

it's one less thing for him to worry about if you can roundhouse someone three times your size

He really thinks that it's hot when you get aggressive on patrol or missions

gets hot and bothered very easily

he's not one to say anything degrading while you two are in the sheets

he's more like a really sweet and attentive type that can also get aggressive but never mean

he's not into choking, sorry but no- you two have been choked to near death enough and he doesn't find anything attractive about it

He also isn't the type to immediately want to get it on the moment you're in shorts or have your shirt off or something

Like he'll tell you that you're fine as hell but he's not immediately a dog towards you unless you want to do anything

He's the kind of person that you can be very very comfortable around

Likes to ride his motorcycle with you since it's another chance for you two to be close

is a hype man and is the kind of person that you take shopping with you

He'll always be bias towards red though

I don't know that I'd say that Jason is the type of person that is sleeping around with everyone

I think that he's had a few relationships before (maybe like 2 or 3, 4 at most) but he's not going around the neighborhood

Is extremely protective and loyal

Like would not even think about doing ANYTHING that could hinder your trust towards him

He is the type to open your car doors and open the door into a building and order for you if you want and walk closest to the road

if scary dog privileges were a human

Jason is the sweetest little thing but he looks like he can snap anyone like a twig with his pinky

He likes being held

Please wrap this man in your arms for a few hours

that's ultimately all he wants

He doesn't have a boobs or butt preference and generally just loves everything about you

There's no being insecure in this house y'all

"What'd you say about yourself?" "Jason it's really not a big deal, I just don't like this scar from that sword fight a few years back." "You know what Y/N, no, uh uh, sit down and let me tell you something you literal angel"

goes on and on and on and on about how perfect you are

Sticks his head under your shirt

It's a common occurrence

ultimately, Jason just wants love

that's it, that's all the puppy wants

He really likes to cook for you since it's very domestic

He likes anything domestic, even cleaning the house or doing something mundane like the dishes

it makes him feel at home with you

he's the one that buys the candles in the house since I think he would secretly have really good taste in things like that

takes care of himself really well after he was resurrected in the Lazarus Pit

uses nice shampoo, conditioner, washes his face and moisturizes, shaves often, he's down to do face and hair masks with you at any point

[mxtantrights]

I heard your pleas, and am therefore requesting your take on boxer jason ( i swear he lives in my mind rent free, such a gentle giant with the ability to pummel anyone who wrongs you into the ground? Amazing). Maybe he uses scary dog privileges to get someone to back off while they are giving you trouble?

Boxer!Jason x reader

gravitates towards you even though the two of you look like opposites. he's tall and big and sometimes his face doesn't look like it can hold a smile

you're the one person in the world that can prove that he can smile. the first time you met, you threw him a joke and made him smile a tiny bit. Just the tiniest bit but it was enough.

when you find out what he does for a living, you figure it makes sense. All that muscle and size has got to go towards something. him telling you he's a boxer also helps you understand why you'll see him with a black eye or a busted lip.

doesn't invite you to watch him fight at first. even before you start dating because he's scared that you'll see him in action and get nervous. Which you aren't, you actually quite like seeing him in his element.

sometimes he'd go a few days between a fight and seeing you just to not freak you out. seeing Jason with a bruised rib or moving tensely is not something you wish for.

you have to be the one to make the first move. Jason isn't going to do it. He's going to leave it up to you for the first few months of the relationship. He figures you have to get to know him and he has to get to know you.

he flushes when you the two of you first kiss. Yeah. It knocks him off his feet. No one is able to actually get a knockout against him except you!

maybe six months into dating he lets you come over after a fight. You offer to salve and stick anything but he tells you he's got it covered. He just wants you with him.

It's fun going out with Jason because he gets you in anywhere. Clubs, concerts, etc. He's got a lot of pull and if that doesn't work he just stands behind you menacingly as you talk your way in. Works like a charm every time.

Jason doesn't like putting his hands on people outside of a fight or training. He vows against it unless the situation calls for it. And even if it does it's really the last resort.

So when some random sleazily walks up to you and initiates contact with you, he waits. He waits for you to handle it. Which you do, because Jason teaches you a few tricks to get yourself out of a tough spot.

But when things take a turn and Jason knows you need help, he's right there. Like out of no where that rando is down on the floor or high tailing it out of your vicinity.

maybe about eight or nine months into the relationship, Jason asks if you wanna come see his upcoming match. Of course he's pretty nonchalant about it, so you agree. Thinking it's some underground type of stuff.

Yeah, and then the following weekend you're on a plan to Vegas because he's fighting in some big arena and it's being televised.

Jason thinks the only thing in his life worth making a big deal out of is you, so no he doesn't find the cameras and the hype around the fight more important than you.

he wins the fight -of course! and spends the rest of the weekend treating you around Vegas, amongst other things...

a/n: I absolutely love this request! and if you want more you can ask for it in my inbox <333 this was so fun to write and think out!! thank you again for sending this!!

[solar-wing]

⚣ Protective Lover 🥰

⚣✋🏻 A/N → Another idea partly inspired off one of my previous Jason posts. Dude is the definition of scary dog privilege. "and my man, thank you to my man." WARNINGS: Jealous/Possessive Behavior. Minor Swearing and Threats of Violence. Cute Fluff.

⚣✋🏻 Summary → It's no secret: Jason is a jealous and possessive boyfriend. But, many don't think about the benefit that comes along with that. He's hella protective. Sometimes it's overbearing, other times, it's very helpful.

⚣✋🏻 Words → 1.4k

REBLOGS and replies are greatly appreciated, please! 💛

⚣ ENJOY 🥰

At some point, Y/N had gotten used to it. Was it annoying? Yes. Did it feel overbearing at times? Countless. Did he secretly love it and felt the world’s most (concerning) validation from it? Absolutely.

But, when looking at the situation and its circumstances as a whole, it made sense.

When he and Jason first started dating, there was definitely a vibe of him being a gruff but soft teddy bear who was clingy and needy for love and attention when with his chosen lover. But, when around literally anyone else who was not said lover or other people were in the same room as his chosen mate, he’d turn into the world’s scariest guard dog.

It was the general rule of Scary Boyfriend Privilege. Only the designated boyfriend could see their boyfriend’s soft and needy side. Anyone outside that got the ‘murderous if you get too close’ grizzly bear side.

Extremely hot and sexy, but it could be a bit (a lot) much at times. 

Y/N tried to get Jason to calm down, always showing that he could take care of himself and there was no reason for him to worry. But, living in a city like Gotham and given the vigilante’s past (hence the aforementioned situation and circumstances), there really was no calming him down.

But let’s look on the bright side here. With said privilege and the kind of boyfriend Jason was, Y/N never felt more safe and secure in his life. It was like walking around a video game world with the most overpowered gear on. He was basically untouchable.

Examples? Why, of course!

When it came to school, Y/N always preferred studying and doing his homework with Jason since he would help him stay focused and assist him with subjects that he struggled with. 

Y/N was not the first but certainly the loudest to say that Jason did not get enough credit for how smart he was. Yeah, he typically lived by street smarts, but he was big on book smarts as well. He just had to learn how to communicate the information in ways where it wasn’t confusing for both him and his boyfriend.

Plus, in dating Y/N, he learned the art and benefits of positive reinforcement which anyone could probably imagine taking a magnifying glass to their relationship, it was something the Y/N had to use a lot for Jason. Now, the vigilante was doing the same for his boyfriend by giving him little rewards for finishing his work and getting good grades like take-out dates, letting him play in his hair, and more often than not, a good dic-

PAUSE

Oh for fucks sake, are we doing this again? Why does it have to be PG-13? Well, no one said– Ugh…Fine.

A good fitness workout that involved lots of cardio, sweating, and soreness, but the good kind.

Happy?

But, the week of midterms turned out to be an equally busy week for Jason as well. He was knee-deep in a big crime plot and was getting closer and closer to solving the case. Y/N understood and didn’t want to get in the way of his boyfriend's duties. It still sucked though because it meant he wouldn’t be able to study in his apartment as he’d find way too many ways to get distracted. So, he had no choice but to study on campus, and figured what better place than the library?

Turns out there could have been better places.

Y/N was sitting at a large table by himself with various books in front of him along with his tablet and laptop reviewing his notes for a huge test he had the next morning. He wasn’t the only one who had the idea of going to the library to study as it was packed full of students trying to do last-minute cramming and studying.

Jason, as usual, called him to make sure he was okay and that he had gotten to the library safely even though Y/N was well aware his boyfriend had many different ways of tracking him and making sure he was where he was supposed to be. At first, he found it creepy, but when he got to know Jason’s family, he understood.

When Jason didn’t hang up the phone long after Y/N had already sat down and began reviewing, he decided he wasn’t going to hang up either, feeling more relaxed and calm while hearing his boyfriend’s voice and breathing through his earphones.

Now and then, Jason would call his name and check to make sure he was focusing and not slacking off or scrolling on social media and Y/N would turn and scold him for trying to check him when he should have been focused on fighting criminals.

“That’s the thing, babe. I can focus on more than two tasks at the same time. You, on the other hand, still can’t manage to focus on one task for more than 10 minutes without getting distracted by something else like your favorite song and flooding our apartment.”

“I told you to let the bathtub thing go!” Y/N whispered loudly into his earbud mic with a goofy smile on his face still.

“I will never let the bathtub thing go.”

They continued their playful back and forth while Y/N continued studying until he was interrupted by another student, a guy from one of his history classes. This guy was more or less a bit annoying and creepy and had been bothering Y/N for a while with his persistent quest to ask him out.

No matter how many times he rejected him, the guy always tried again and again. He never got forceful, or at least he never had the chance since Y/N always made sure there were people around or that he got to an area where other people were nearby just in case he tried something.

He wasn’t judging him, but he took Jason’s words and lessons very seriously when it came to his safety. He’d seen enough of his boyfriend’s cases where people didn’t take the necessary steps to keep themselves protected and safe because they didn’t imagine it would ‘go that far.’

The creep only left him alone when he saw Jason was with him. Truthfully, many people tended to steer clear of Y/N and his massively scary boyfriend whenever he was with them on campus besides his friends. They were even put off by Jason at times whenever they hung out with their friend cause they’d catch him at times giving them weird looks and glares if they touched or just got too close to his boyfriend for his liking.

Plus, after the one incident of the guy who tried to pick a fight with Y/N and pushed him, thus having to deal with Jason in the aftermath, everyone learned it was just better to steer clear.

So, when Jason wasn’t anywhere in sight, Y/N’s creepy stalker saw it as a perfect moment for him to try and make a move on his classmate, not expecting the very person he was hoping to avoid being on the phone the entire time.

It wasn’t until he saw Y/N unplug his earphones and hand him his phone that he realized he was indeed on a call, and after receiving possibly the most violently worded threat he had ever heard he decided there were plenty of other fish in the sea.

He handed the phone over to its owner before scurrying off like a scared mouse, Y/N watching with a confused but also amused and relieved look.

“Hi baby,” Jason immediately responded to Y/N’s ‘hello’ in his little delightful and excited tone whenever he heard his boyfriend’s voice.

“Jason, what did you say to him?” Y/N immediately asked.

“Hey! It’s babe, baby, sexy, honey, or Jay at the slightest to you, mister. Only my family calls me that.”

“Jason…”

“Babeee, stop it! I don’t consent to this treatment. No means no!” Jason protested in a whiny voice.

“You’re such a baby,” Y/N chuckled.

“Only for you, hot stuff. But we’ll be having a long talk when I get home about you not telling me about creepy guys bothering you.”

“How did you know?”

“Babe, you know who you’re dating, right? There never will be something that bothers you that I won’t know about. I’m always gonna protect you, even if it annoys the hell out of you.”

Y/N couldn’t stop the big smile spreading across his face at his boyfriend’s words, knowing he meant every single one. Jason would always be his protective lover.

☀️ | Jason Todd/Red Hood | ☀️

☀️ | Masterlists | ☀️

[aryxchse]

can i request relationship hcs w jason pls? ur writing for him is so cute

jason grace dating headcanons

a / n ; ur so sweet wtf?? i love u, keep complimenting me n my ass will be floating soon girlie 🫶🏻🫶🏻

warnings ; cursing and i said sexy like once, also female reader AGAIN

- alright here's my favorite gentleman

- scary dog privilege fr

- he's cold to everyone but you

- everytime you hug him he'll spin you around in the air with him

- cloud dates

- he's your personal fridge in the hot weathers

- likes carrying you in his arms

- and like he does it so often

- will tie your shoes for you

- and will help you with your homeworks

- if you guys go different collages, he'll drop you off first

- carries your stuff for you

- do ya'll know that one korean boy who has the biggest heart eyes? yeah he's jason

- since he knows what a sith lord is even though he lost his memory, he'll watch star wars with you

- and recreates the romantic anakin scenes

- "from the moment i met you-" boy stfu i'll literally fall in love

- please teach him how to have fun, he's a very sarcastic guy inside

- will cry if you buy him lightsaber

- if you're a booktok girlie like i am, he'll be happy to buy you your books

- and traumatised after reading the first page

- also yeah, he's paying everything

- likes buying you sexy clothes to see you wearing them

- he's like a little kid in love actually

- he thinks he should give all the pleasure to you but when you returned the favor and like- idk listened to him ramble about something with lovey eyes he almost cried

- girl you make him cry sm fr

- cancer men ppl

- anyways

- he'll buy you matching rings, clothes, anything. he loves matching with you

- will make your hot chocolate a little bit colder for you be able to drink it with his wind

- carries an hair tie for you

- always holding you, ALWAYS

- a hand on your waist? check, on your shoulder? check, backpocket? double check

- mr grace the acts of service guy

- will hold your hand if you're going upstairs like a princess

- he usually sleeps better if he's laying on your chest

- he has one of your plushies with him and spreys your perfume on it regulerly

- it helps him when you're out on a quest okay??

- will watch you do your makeup with doe eyes

- he learned how to braid hairs from piper just to braid yours, bcs he loves playing with your hair

- likes holding your hand

- but not like intertwined, maybe holding your pinky or your fingers lazly, he just needs to feel you

- colarbone 👏🏻 kisses 👏🏻

- he'll just bow you like you guys doing a tango and boom, kisses your colarbone

- buys you flowers and keeps one of them with him to know when he should buy you new ones

- writes you poetry

- he maybe can't say it out loud too much, but he can write it down or show it through actions

- he's actually very talkative and funny around you, leo was mesmerised when he first saw jason all chatty like that

- blushed the first time you wiped his glasses for him

- let's you style him however you want

- and like, pick his glasses for him

- he always pairs up with you in practices

- fucks the rules and makes you sit with him on the zeus table

- he can't just stay away from you too long and he's kind of obsessed atp

- but we love him for that ladies

[krashoutluv]

PLEASEEEE I LOVE YOUR HEADCANONS, THEY'RE SOOOO ACCURATE.

PLEASE make a headcanon of how Jason acts like when he's jealous

GOT YOU SO BAD ANON, AND THANK YOU SM!! Its always so nice to hear if my writing’s accurate caus i try so hard to make it accurate #I WANT HIM !!

Jealous Ak!Jason Todd HC’s SFW

i wish his eyes were green so i could make an,

’ MY EYES ARE GREEN, I EAT MY VEGGIES. ’

reference.

I think Jason could have a really hard time with even a friend he deems too close

A lot of it is his fear and insecurity of being replaced, subconsciously i think it reminds him of how Bruce replaced him with Tim.

When his jealousy is really bad, the connection/relation is very conscious to him.

Around the person hes jealous of he’s super quiet, unnaturally quiet— he wouldn’t let you two out of his sight.

literally at your hip, not directly touching you, but making sure the other person cant get too close.

arms crossed stank face and everything. he looks like he’s part of the mean girls.

ACTUALLY JUST A BIG ASS SCARY DOG.

If its really bad around this person, he’ll just straight up leave without saying anything.

If he does talk he’s snappy and or responds as shortly and quickly as possible

This guy is giving the nastiest looks/side eyes known to man

If it gets really bad and you dont notice he’ll snap at you on accident. It happens in a spit second and its truly just bc of how pissed he is.

“Why dont you ask [name]” or etc, its kinda childish but he really doesn’t know how to hold it together. these kind of emotions stem from when he was still a teen, so expressing it is messy and frustrating

NOOO BABBYY NOOO

RESPOND ANYTHING ALONG THE LINES OF, “Maybe I will.” and hes done, truly that’d break his trust so bad. He ghosts you completely. I really don’t think he’d even get back into a relationship with you.

After the person leaves he’s still being quiet, when you ask after taking notice he doesn’t tell the truth

“Nothing.”

He knows its not right that he feels this way over something so mundane but he can’t help it, he couldn’t handle being replaced again by someone he loves dearly.

You gotta be patient with him, I think if you gently pry and explain how you’ve noticed his behaviors he’ll crack open for you.

Not a gush of emotions just a quick confession.

“I just don’t get having them around when you have me.”

I think its good to take into consideration how much time he was alone

so its easy for him to be confused why you’d want other people in your life as well compared to him who’s content with just you.

he’s not dumb! so its pretty easy for him to understand this after you explain

but he still has that replacement insecurity that starts the jealously.

even with a conversation, truly only time can help him overcome it. You could show him a million things to prove your loyalty but only till you’ve spent like a decade with him, then he will trust you.

U EITHER IN A RELATIONSHIP W/ HIM OR OUTTTT HEE TRYYYNNAA BEE 4LLIIIIIFFEEERRRSSS

i love him so bad. ur safe with me bbg i SWEAR.

inbox 2 rq or ramble 💟

[cherry-cola-on-ice]

Tender Moments with old man Michael Myers

@brandnewhuman , come get your GILF

Household chores. Hear me out, he loves feeling normal. Doing the mundane things makes him feel normal. Laundry, raking leaves, doing dishes. Anything that he's seen couples do together.

Movie Nights. Surprise, surprise. Michael loves horror movies. But he's willing to forgo if it's not your thing. Has been known to just casually throw on musicals. He has a penchant for Meet me in St Louis. But don't bring it up.

Shopping. Let's assume you take Michael far away from the town of Haddonfield. Somewhere his face isn't plastered on ever window. He doesn't like the actual shopping part of shopping, but he loves being around you. Scary dog privilege.

Sleeping. Okay, yes he loves cuddling. Fight me. Holding you in his arms reminds him that you are real. Not a drug induced dream, a figment of his imagination. Your physical presence so close to him grounds him.

Pumpkin Carving. Yeah, yeah. How very cliche. But really, he loves doing halloween activities with you. Reminds him of his childhood years before the incident. He isn't a big fan of big halloween parties, so avoid those.

Cat Cafés. Michael Myers loves cats. A lot more than dogs (seriously, don't let him around dogs) But holy hell, when you told him about cat cafés, his mind was blown. I don’t care how far it is, take the old man to a cat café..

PDA. Bordering on not tender is his overwhelming desire to touch you. Hand holding, hugging from behind, kissing. Anything that let's people know you're taken. As had full blown makeout sessions in front of coworkers.

Walks. Don't forget to take your Michael out for walkies. He gets restless if you don't. Unlike Jason, he isn't found of nature walks. He's more of a park person. If you two live in a more secluded area, he might enjoy it. As long as it's not cold.

Massage. Speaking of cold, his old man bones set up bad during cold days. At first, in the beginning of your relationship, he is skeptical to have you touch him. He will still be at the point where human contact is not always mean affection. But give it a month or so, and he will warm up to it. Expect him to randomly sit between your legs and push his shoulders into you. This is your sign to rub his shoulders.

Your song

[dyns33]

Fucking fate - ending 2

As I said, I imagined two endings for Vaas and his soulmate. They are not that different, but I wanted to do both. 

______________________

Fucking Jason Brody.

Vaas should have known that things weren't going to go the way he wanted. He knew the definition of insanity after all, and he had already tried to kill Jason four times.

Why would the fifth have been different ?

But Vaas was a bit crazy, so he hadn't thought, too proud, too sure of himself. Besides, he had a mission. In addition to having to ensure control of his kingdom, he had to protect his soulmate.

If Jason won, if Citra won, then he knew very well what would happen to Y/N. His sister didn't like to share her toys. And despite all her criticism and insults, Vaas had always been her favorite toy. Ever since her name came up, Citra had hated Y/N. She had told him again and again that he didn't need her, that he had to burn that name, that he had to kill that girl.

     "We're together, Vaas. You love me, Vaas. You're not going to choose her, are you Vaas ? I'm the only one you really need. Why don't you answer, Vaas ? Why don't you burn your skin for me ?"

Vaas had loved his sister. More than everything. At one time, she was the only person in his life, the one who had raised him, the one who had protected him, and of course he wanted her to be proud of him, so he obeyed.

Then he had grown up, he had met other people. He had realized that their relationship was not normal. Not healthy. He understood that she didn't really love him. Citra loved only herself, and the idea of becoming a goddess.

For that, she needed a warrior to fuck and sacrifice. Since she had no name on her skin, she had thought her own brother would be a good candidate.

After all, he owed her that, she had wasted time and energy on him. And no one else liked him. People thought he was weird and scary.

The only problem was Y/N, that stupid hope he had that someone else in this world might want him. For this, Citra had decided he was weak.

Maybe she wasn't wrong, since he had lost to Snow White. Well, fortunately the blancito was totally drugged, otherwise he wouldn't have survived, but a knife in the chest still caused a lot of pain.

Vaas had been hiding in the jungle, using the plants to stop the bleeding. He had been lucky too, that the heart and lungs weren't punctured.

It had been hard waiting to be able to move, because even if he could be patient, he only had one thing on his mind. Y/N. Y/N, Y/N, Y/N. Was she safe ? Alive ? He had to see her.

When he managed to drag himself to the cave where his pirates were to wait for him, it had been empty for several days.

     "CARLOS ?!" he shouted, his voice echoing against the walls. "...Y/N ?!"

He found the bodies of his men further away, near an abandoned temple. Carlos had taken a bullet to the head. Vaas crushed him until his brain was totally smeared on the ground.

Y/N was not found. Her body wasn't there at least. He had given very clear orders.

Unable to leave without knowing if his sister had taken her, he captured a Rakyat to interrogate him. The man told him that no one had seen a girl. Either she had been killed with the others, or she had fled.

The island was dangerous, between wild beasts, poisonous plants, cliffs, and raging war.

Vaas howled to death like a wounded dog as he strangled his prisoner.

Then he sat for hours, wondering what he was going to do now. His kingdom had crumbled. His men were either dead or on the run.

Y/N was no longer there.

He had a hard time thinking she was dead. He refused to think that. Vaas preferred only to think that she was no longer there.

He checked every corner of the island before leaving. There was no question of abandoning her in this place. Then he took a boat.

Part of him wanted to die. There had always been a part of him that wanted to die, because his life was shitty, because he was shitty, because he probably kinda deserved to be killed for everything he had done.

And now Y/N was gone, so he really had no reason to live.

But he thought she wouldn't have wanted that. His mate was a good person. A sun. To honor her memory, he had to keep going, and he had to do it right.

With the money he had in a hidden account, he bought a fake passport, he offered his services to people to help them with their problems, until he became a smuggler in Yara.

It wasn't perfect. Vaas wasn't perfect, and he never would be. But he was no longer a pirate lord who tortured, sold and killed innocent people. He did his best to help, with the knowledge he had.

In the evening, he rested on the beach talking to little Vaas, the tennis ball. His best friend. He spoke to him of philosophy, of his island, of his past. Of Y/N.

The job was simple, but life was much harder than before. More lonely.

Until one day when he was drinking quietly in the village bar, and a man stopped near him staring at him.

     "... Jefe ?"

     "... Benny ?"

Benny had been one of his most loyal pirates for a very long time. A bit stupid, but funny and polite. Vaas was happy to see him, as much as he wanted to beat him up to make his huge smile disappear as he sat down next to him.

     "Jefe ! I'm so glad to see you ! We thought... They said you were dead ! Shit ! I should have known it wasn't possible."

     "Yeah, you should have known that."

     "That's huge. You're not in Rook anymore ?"

"You have eyes, you can see." Vaas muttered, knowing he was going to talk about what had happened. Of what had happened to Y/N. And he didn't want to. He didn't want to know the details.

Benny continued to rave, ordering beers for them and asking him lots of questions about how he had survived, and what he was doing now.

For his part, Ben had left the island after the death of Carlos. He had told himself that he had done his duty and that he had no more reason to stay there. Now he was a mercenary for a small band.

     "You did your duty, huh ?" repeated Vaas dangerously, ready to take out his knife and plant it in his hand.

     "Yes, jefe. She'll be glad to know you're not dead."

The knife remained in his pocket. Instead, he smashed his glass with his hand, bleeding without realizing it, his attention fully on Benny, who looked startled, before realizing what was happening.

     "Oh Jefe... You didn't know ? I took her to her embassy, with a boat. I stayed until she was taken to the airport. She's fine."

     "... Can you be sure after ten years ?"

     "I talk to her, sometimes. I have her number. I go to see her, to check that she has no trouble, if she needs something. She lets me sleep on her sofa. She's like my little sister. You... You want her number ?"

So it was that in one evening, Vaas found himself with a number and an address.

He hadn't felt so sober in years. Also lucid. He didn't speak with little Vaas that evening, staring at his phone, where Y/N's name was displayed.

To check, because Benny might have gone asshole, he called once. There was a beep, two beeps, then...

     "Hello ?"

Vaas hung up immediately. To hear her voice, after all this time. He felt like crying, jumping, breaking everything around him. He did all of that anyway. It was the same feeling he had felt the day he had met her in that little cage. So much joy, it almost hurt.

Y/N was alive.

She was alive, but did she want to see him again ? According to Ben, she cried when he confirmed that Vaas was dead. She was unmarried, no children, living alone in an apartment.

As if she was expecting him.

But even if it were true, didn't she deserve better than an asshole like him ? He had changed a bit, he was less mean, but he was still weird, and scary, and himself. An old scrap.

Vaas thought it was not his place to choose for her. Y/N had already chosen him once, so she had the right to say whether she wanted him again or not.

Ringing her doorbell was the hardest thing he had ever done, and he had done almost everything already. Not crying when she opened and her eyes met his was also complicated. When she spoke too, whispering his name, and when she ran her hand over his cheek.

Shit, he had promised himself not to cry like a kid.

     "Vaas." she whispered again with her soft voice, bringing him back to reality. If it was real, he was never sure.

He took advantage of this moment to admire her. Y/N had changed too. Her hair was different. She had aged, which was probably normal after ten years. But she was still so beautiful.

     "Hi nena." he managed to say, letting her take his hand and usher him into her home.

It was small. Not as small as his hut, and more insulated against storms. More capitalist. At least she was safe and warm, that was good.

Both of them a little embarrassed, not knowing what to do, he sat down on the sofa, while she made him a coffee. When she came over to him, handing him the cup and their fingers still touching, Vaas felt like jumping on her to kiss her.

But that was what the old Vaas would have done. He had to be calm and respectful. Little Vaas would be proud of him, he kept telling him that he had to be a gentleman.

     "So how are you ?" she asked shyly.

     "Good, since Benny gave me your address. Three days ago."

     "Oh. He told me I was going to have a surprise soon. I'm glad that... You're... Why didn't you come before ?"

     "I thought you were dead, nena."

     "I see. I was thinking the same thing. Are you… Are you with someone ?"

     "Why ? Are you with someone ?"

     "Only Fred."

Shaking, Vaas drank his coffee, even though it burned his tongue. So much the better. He had been stupid, of course Y/N had someone. She deserved to be happy, and loved. He would accept that, if this Fred was good enough for her. And if he wasn't good enough, he'd break his face and he'd take his mate with him, to give her lots of babies in his cabin, and...

     "Meow."

The cat had jumped between him and Y/N without warning. The animal was very lucky that Vaas only put one hand on his gun, and the other on Y/N's shoulder to protect her.

     "Yes, Fred, there is an intruder in the house. Vaas, this is Fred."

     "... Who calls their cat Fred ?"

     "Me. You were always talking about philosophy and Nietzsche, and that would have been a really ridiculous name for a cat."

Relaxing, he watched her take the cat, kissing it on the forehead before placing it in front of its bowl of milk. She had named the cat while thinking of him. He had almost made a tennis ball in her likeness, but he hadn't been able in the end. Because he had to remember that she wasn't here anymore, because of him.

Except she was here now.

In her apartment, with her cat, and Vaas on the sofa, as if everything was fine. As if everything was as it should be. A normal life, together.

Without thinking, he left the coffee on the sofa to approach Y/N. When she turned around, she found herself wedged between him and the wall. It startled her for a second, then she looked at him again, her eyes full of fire.

Fuck you, little Vaas. Stupid tennis ball left on a beach in Yara.

Kissing Y/N was like breathing again, after spending ten years underwater. He might be a little too friendly, his hands sliding over her skin, his body clinging to her, but he needed to know she was there. To pass his nose against her neck to smell her scent. To lick her cheek to remember her taste. To hear her moans.

     "Vaas."

     "Nena. Mi amor, mi cielo, mi corazón. Come with me or let me stay here. Never leave me again. I'll die if I lose you again. I'm empty without you."

     "Vaas." she repeated, maybe because she hadn't understood, or because she wasn't listening, lost in his kisses and caresses, but her hands on his face and her lips devouring him were an answer. 

He was going to stay, in this normal little life, with her, breaking the crazy loop in which he had locked himself, to finally be able to be happy.

He would just have to get used to Fred, who knocked him down by standing behind him, when he wanted to take Y/N into the bedroom, making her laugh as she shouted insults in Spanish.

Fucking cat.

[sixofpomegranates]

So.. seeing you this hyped for Eddie (like most of us are) are we going to get a one shot with him? Maybe with a cheerleader!reader.. someone who would call him out on his bullshit or when he makes a scene (like in the cafeteria) but has like the biggest soft spot for him?

☠︎ 𝙱𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚢 &��� 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙵𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 ☠︎ -𝙴.𝙼.

A/N: !Body, Ethnicity & Skin color Neutral!Reader!! Here’s a lil something for our obsessed butts. I have such a soft spot for this crazy metalhead, it's not even funny.

CW: Fluff | Mentions of Bullying/Satanism/D&D, Drugs & selling & use of (Weed), Secret Relationship, Making-out,

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*picture does not describe the looks of the reader*

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Eddie 'The Freak' Munson. He is loud, unhinged, and revved about a news article he reads to his friends.

"The Devil has come to America. Dungeons and Dragons, at first regarded as a harmless game of make-believe, now has both parents and psychologists concerned," he reads.

Oh, it's about his favorite game, the sole reason for The Hellfire Club to exist. He became interested in this fantasy game after he began living with his uncle, and since then, it's part of his personality, making him know words so impressive that you wouldn't think of Eddie knowing how to use them or even knowing them at all.

"Studies have linked violent behavior to the game, saying it promotes satanic worship, ritual sacrifice, sodomy, suicide, and even... Murder."

I stand next to the new student and cheerleader, I had promised our guidance counselor to show around a little.

"What are you looking at?" the new student asks me curiously, following my gaze. "Oh, he's cute. Who's that?" "Eddie Munson," I tell her with a smile. "He looks like a rockstar." I nod, "Yeah..."

My gaze returns to Eddie as he jumps on his cafeteria table, screaming around and making a scene. "...But as long as you're into band or science...or parties," he begins calling the whole cafeteria out, earning some middle fingers directed at him.

He does so often. In his opinion, the easiest way of defense is to attack... Or play crazy – never figured out if he's even aware of how crazy he can be. For his title of freak, he sadly has mostly only himself to blame.

The girl next to me looks shocked. "Oh Lord, he's crazy, isn't he?" I nod, "A little."

Eddie, meanwhile, continues his rant. "Or a game where you toss balls into laundry baskets..."

Oh no. His big mouth got him into trouble with the jock several times. I take an intuitive step forward, ready to intervene.

"Loser!" one calls at him as though that word still holds any power to hurt Eddie.

Jason, the basketball team captain, stands up, "You want something, freak?" he asks him, egging Eddie on to pull a grimace with his fingers like devil's horns and his tongue out.

"Oh, Eddie," I mumble, shaking my head. He'd have an easier time being less... Eddie. But he simply can't help himself.

Thankfully the attention whore inside him seems sedated, and he feels like having made his point clear.

"It's forced conforming," he tells his friends in a toned-down voice, about to get off the table. "That's what's..." He jumps off the table, yelling again, almost giving our teacher a heart attack, "...killing the kids!"

I grab the new girl's hand and quickly walk past Eddie; he steps back, almost bowing while letting us pass peacefully. Then he sits down at his table again, continuing the conversation in a normal tone without show.

"He's so scary," the girl tells me as we sit down at the cheerleader table. I shrug, "Dogs that bark, don't bite."

"So you're not afraid of him?" "Of Eddie?" I ask, giggling. "No, never. I only ever felt safe with him."

"They grew up together," Chrissy explains to the freshman sitting beside me. "They were best friends until a few years ago."

The girl looks at me. "Really?" she asks. "What happened?" I shrug. "Nothing. We grew apart, happens sometimes." "She also became a cheerleader around that time," Chrissy adds sweetly.

"Wow, so a cheerleader and- and the freak were friends," the new girl says, baffled, Chrissy turning her nose.

"That's not a nice thing to call him," she lectures the girl gently while her hand brushes over mine, and we smile at each other.

I sneak another look at Eddie. He's now relaxed, squatting between the newest members of his club and talking to them.

"Oh," I exclaim, looking back at Chrissy, "I almost forgot, I have a doctor's appointment today. Won't make it to training. I'm sorry." She shakes her head, "Oh, don't worry. Your health comes first," she assures me. "I have to leave earlier today as well."

After class, I wait for a little while until most people have left. It's quieter, and less nosy students around; I like it better that way.

I walk through the school's parking lot, passing Eddies old, fucked-up van. The second I am at its side door, it opens. I am grabbed by two strong arms and pulled in.

Before I can even yelp in surprise, my back is pressed against the air mattress in the back of the van. Soft lips press on mine while coarse hands wander all over my body.

I let myself fall into the kiss, and as it ends, I grin against those lips. "Hey." "Hi, baby," Eddie whispers back, pecking my lips once more before crawling off me and closing the van's door.

Once that's down, he lays down next to me, pulling a joint out of his pocket, lighting it, and handing it to me. I take a few deep hits before blowing some smoke into Eddie's face, making him shake his head.

"Hey, don't be mean to your boyfriend," he tells me, pouting, taking the joint. "I wouldn't be mean if you wouldn't always make such scenes."

He holds the smoke in his lugs for a couple of seconds, letting it out as he realizes what I'm talking about. "Oh, you mean the thing at the cafeteria." I nod. "Yes, the thing at the cafeteria."

"You know I was right, though. We're easy targets because a game where you use your fantasy is too scary for those thinking only in the pre-given boxes," he says, grabbing the ashtray I made him in my ceramics class the year I had to repeat freshman year because Cheerleading and sneaking around with Eddie had become too much fun.

"Yes, you were. But have you ever thought about the fact that you catch more bees with honey than vinegar?" I ask Eddie, and he kisses my nose, handing me the joint back.

"But vinegar has them pull funny faces," he smiles. I smile back, "And call you a freak." "We are the beauty and the freak. You knew it would be like this when you fell for me."

Eddie and I were best friends, but I don't think that there was ever a moment when I didn't love him. He's my person, my soulmate, my freak.

I climb on his lap, finishing the joint, "Do you know how many girls would dump your ass for being such an awful attention whore? That behavior will one day come to bite you in the ass," I giggle, putting the ashtray aside.

Eddie sits up, kissing me gently. "Then it's a good thing I only want you. Cause deep down, you're just as much a freak as I am." I hum happily, cupping his cheeks, "Hm, lucky you."

We kiss again, him flipping us around and making himself comfortable between my legs. We always were different, were freaks. Eddie loves me in a way nobody else can; everything we ever experienced, all our firsts, happened together.

The first time I rode my bicycle without training wheels. The first time his father became violent. The first time I had my period. The first time Eddie felt truly alone.

Our first time getting high. Our first tattoo. Our first kiss. Our first time getting really touchy while making out.

Our first time. The first time. In the same van and position, we are lying in right now.

Our friendship had to publicly end as our relationship evolved, but we were made for each other; there is no other way to describe it.

Eddie pulls away, laying down on his side, making us face each other while he strokes my cheek. "I love you," he whispers, and I love how it still lights sparks in me after all these years. "I love you too," I whisper back, and we smile stupidly at each other.

He stretches a little, pulling me into his chest. "I'm selling some stuff to one of your friends today." I look up. "Who?"

"Chrissy Cunningham." I look at him, surprised, and he chuckles, "I was surprised too, Sweetheart. But after that sale, I have enough money to buy a tux for prom."

"I thought you didn't want to wear one?" I ask with raised brown, rolling him onto his back and resting partially on his chest.

He nods, sneaking his arms around me again to make sure I'll stay this close. "I hate the thought," he deadpans. "But you want a magical prom night, and I'll be dammed if I don't provide that for you."

I kiss him, happily smiling, and he admits, "A tux makes it hopefully also easier for us when you tell your father about us."

No dating till I graduate. My father and mother had me when they were sixteen. Therefore, my father is extra careful about protecting my virtue. And I am even more careful in making him believe that my virtue is still a thing and not something I practically threw at my metalhead boyfriend years ago.

It will be a true blessing to no longer have to hide.

"He has known you since you were five and asked if we could play together at the park. Daddy knows how you normally look," I snicker, having Eddie shrug. "A tux still can't hurt."

He sighs loudly, "Shit, I can't wait to let everyone know that Eddie 'The Freak' Munson has the hottest, most brilliant girlfriend in the world. Chrissy Cunningham and Jason Carver look like fucking amateurs next to us."

Eddie points back and forth between us, "They might be the more socially accepted couple, but you and I? We are the ones staying together forever."

We kiss again, and as we part, he looks at his watch. "Baby, I have to go meet Chrissy so that I can buy you one of those silly flower bracelets." "A corsage," I correct him while we sit up and fix each other's clothes and hair.

He kisses me again, then opens the van's side door, jumping out first. When nobody's there to see us, he helps me out as well.

I'm still surprised about Chrissy buying drugs. She's so proper; I sometimes feel like a bad influence next to her, even when I just chew bubblegum in class. But on the other side...

"Hey, Eddie?" he looks at me with his soulful eyes. "Chrissy's kind of weird lately, like anxious and jumpy... Please be nice to her. We don't know what she's going through."

He nods. "Sure, baby. You know I'm all bark and no bite unless you want me to," he jokes, riskily pulling me into another kiss. "I promise to be my best self."

I kiss his cheek, grabbing my backpack, "And I see you tonight behind the arcade?"

He grabs his lunchbox, opens it, and hands me a heart-shaped lollipop to eliminate the joint's taste. "It's a date. We can get fast food and spend the evening at lover's lake. I even made us a new mixtape." "Sounds perfect," I smile, and with one final kiss, we part ways.

After a few feet, we both turn around. I throw Eddie a kiss, and he pretends to have caught it, holding it to his heart.

I giggle, making my way home. I can't wait for us to graduate.

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[hard-to-be-the-bard]

Horror/Slasher Masterlist

All the horror peeps in one place

Hannibal:

Asexual Male Reader

Avoidant Attachment Disorder

Snow Day

Collapsing reader

Spicy Food

Deadpool S/O

Thanksgiving

Body Swap!

SMUT

Meme Gremlin S/O

Hannibal x Reader x Will:

Being hit on Hannibal x Reader x Will

Affections Hannibal x Reader x Will

Will x Reader x Hannibal

Margot Verger:

Protected

Meme Gremlin S/O

Will Graham:

Asexual Male Reader

Reader who owns dogs

Stray Dogs

Will Graham x s/o

Short s/o

Thanksgiving

Dating Will Graham

Sub!Will SMUT

Baking Reader

Stutter

Body Swap!

Cuddling

Deadpool!S/O

Meme Gremlin S/O

Non Binary Reader

Bo Sinclair:

Asexual Male Reader

Jealous Slashers

Mommy Kink NSFW

S/O who bursts out crying

Soulmate Scar AU

Bo with calm s/o

S/O who wears his clothes and pretends to be him

S/o with djungelskog

Chubby Reader

Heat Exhaustion

Soulmate Name AU

British Reader

Thanksgiving

Shaved Legs

Disney

Bubble Baths

Flat S/O

Snow day

Lester SInclair:

Animal Lover S/O

Mommy Kink NSFW

12 Days of Lester: Part 1  Part 2   Part 3    Part 4   Part 5   Part 6    Part 7    Part 8 Part 9  Part 10  Part 11   Part 12

Chubby Reader

Soulmate Name AU

S/O who bursts out crying

Shaved Legs

Nerdy reader

Reader who talks down about themselves 

Long Fic: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Vincent Sinclair:

Mommy Kink NSFW

You’re my favourite piece of art

S/O defends him in front of Bo

Reader who talks down about themself

Soulmate Scar AU

NSFW

Chubby Reader

Clingy s/o

Heat Exhaustion

Body Swap AU

Soulmate Name AU

S/O who bursts out crying

AFAB Reader SMUT

Bubble Baths

First meeting

Reader on her period

Patrick Bateman:

Asexual Male Reader

His clothes

Halloween Songs

Body Swap!

Michael Myers:

Jealous Slashers

Snow Day

”Hold this” But it’s their S/O’s hand

Reaction to Clingy/Touch starved S/O

Half Sister

First Words Soulmate AU

Chubby Reader

Heat Exhaustion

Body Swap AU

Thanksgiving

Trans!Male Reader

Stretch Marks

Admirer

Flat S/O

Snow day

Jason Voorhees:

Snow Day

Mommy Kink NSFW

”Hold this” But it’s their S/O’s hand

Reaction to Clingy/Touch starved S/O

Jason X Reader Part 1:The killer at camp crystal lake

Chubby Reader

Body Swap AU

Thanksgiving

Shaved Legs

Reader on her period

Trans!Male Reader

Stretch Marks

Admirer

Flat S/O

Bubba Sawyer:

Animal Lover S/O

Flat S/O

Brahms Heelshire:

Mommy Kink NSFW

”Hold this” But it’s their S/O’s hand

Reaction to Clingy/Touch starved S/O

Half Sister

Shaved Legs

Chop Top:

General relationship HC

Thomas Hewitt:

Jealous Slashers

Animal Lover S/O

Chubby s/o

First Words Soulmate AU

S/o with djungelskog

Clingy s/o

Tackle Hug

Heat Exhaustion

Protected

Marriage?

Body Swap AU

Soulmate Name AU

British Reader

Thanksgiving

Disney

Bubble Baths

Reader on her period

Trans!Male Reader

Flat S/O

Jesse Cromeans:

Animal Lover S/O

Short Reader

Body Swap!

Otis Driftwood:

Heat Exhaustion

Tattoos

Nerd Reader

Bubble Baths

Evan McMillan (The Trapper):

The entity

Gunslinger:

Picnic by the train tracks

Asa Emory:

s/o who helps him

Deaf!Mute reader

Short Reader

Soulmate Name AU

Bubble Baths

Body Swap!

Ghostface:

Ray of sunshine S/O

Pyramid Head:

Day at the zoo with S/O head canons

”Hold this” But it’s their S/O’s hand

Reaction to Clingy/Touch starved S/O

Reader on her period

Stretch Marks

Admirer

Snow day

Billy Loomis:

”Hold this” But it’s their S/O’s hand

Watching Scary Movies with S/O

Stu Macher:

Watching Scary Movies with S/O

S/o with djungelskog

British Reader

Flat S/O

Stu Macher:

Watching Scary Movies with S/O

S/o with djungelskog

British Reader

Flat S/O

Carrie:

”Hold this” But it’s their S/O’s hand

Carrie going to prom with S/O who finds out about the blood prank

Trans!Male Reader

Yautja:

Chubby Reader

Stretch Marks

[latelyanobsession]

B for Jason

B - Best Friend (What would they be like as a best friend? Where does the friendship start?)

I think Jason would be pretty decent as a best friend, just as he would with a partner, he'd go to lengths to make sure you are happy and that the relationship you have with one another is beneficial.

Jason may have difficulties at times however sharing you or your time with others. He may be prone to envy or jealousy, feeling that he's losing you as a friend if you're apart for too long, or if you take a pass on a typical activity that you like to do together.

Jason would more than likely be the type of friend that makes a good guard dog. Big, scary, and full of bark. He's also at the top of the social pyramid, so depending on how long you've been friends that may also help your own standing in the high school hierarchy as well. He'd definitely save you seats, find people to give you notes or quiz help, he'd maybe even corner that one freshman and ask them about their older sibling he knows you have a crush on but are too chicken to ask out on your own. Like I said. He'd do a lot for you. He may not do it in the nicest, or civil ways possible, but he's always gonna look out for you, because when you're Jason Carver's friend you get perks.

B - Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Jason's favorite thing physically about his partner is their lips. Jason obviously loves being able to get his partner to smile. He loves seeing that. Having a feeling of accomplishment wash over him. But he also loves it when those lips say his name. Or when they pout at him, or pucker...

There is a lot of versatility in what a pair of lips can do, not just emotion. A lot of sensuality. How they can say one thing but mean another. Or sometimes what Jason really likes, is how they can say nothing at all and mean everything. The slight slack of a parted bottom lip as the conversation goes silent. His eyes instantly wandering to the plush of their lips. The shakily inhaled breath and he's done for.

[ursie]

I’m sorry if my tone was off putting. I did write that after a weird argument where the person was trying to argue facts about Nightwing that weren’t true. I didn’t mean to come across as if I was targeting you. So, I do realize that my original post was actually quite mean and could have been worded a lot better. I do love your blog and I hope this message Atleast doesn’t come off any way.

For me, i actually studied Psychology with a focus on human social interaction (I wanted to be a family and marital counselor) so I do know that the way that Babs treats Dick a lot of times can be coded as abuse. Especially the times when she has been physical with him or yells at him for things he can’t control. I know the word is scary, but nothing will ever change if we don’t be honest you know. It just sucks to see a character who is supposed to represent growth and independence be treated like a lap dog and be gateases/abused/attacked so much by other characters. Idk why Nightiwng seems to be such a magnet for this kind of content. Babs Batgirl used to be my favorite batgril until I started re-reading the stories as an adult and her relationship with Dick kinda bothers me. When she isn’t with Dick I like her 100x better and vice versa. She works better with characters who need that dominance like Bruce or Jason. But with Dick, it really is like the writers are creating drama where this isn’t any which is why it comes off the way it does. But at the end of the day, a spade is a spade you know. And this is also me ignoring the fact that technically, Babs got with Dick when he was still a teen and she was adult. So there is some really messed up history between them that hardly gets addressed. I appreciate that you are brave enough to even post these asks because in my experience many times you can’t talk about this stuff honestly without shippers hopping down your throat.

And I realize my grammar actually sucked really bad lmao I’m sorry for that too as I am using a phone and well that causes it’s own set of problems.

No no you’re fine!!! And yeah while I don’t agree with everything here (not a Babs/B or J *edit just realized you meant the other Jason ignore me* shipper-yes there’s nuance to her and B blah blah it’s just not my thing 😭) literally like. I love Babs her best writing as a character is in the same run she’s genuinely v shitty towards Dick and like. We just kinda have to acknowledge that 😭 love her she’s a bitch like those aren’t mutually exclusive statements 😭 and yeah the age gap..schrodingers canon like is it canon if it’s never acknowledged? Idk but I’m aware of it at all times 😭 also thank you!! I’ve deleted. Sm genuinely vile asks over this and I’ve been blocked by the rest probs 😭 which like. Ok 👍

[miraclecherryblossomsblog]

Cerezita, mi amor, hola 🥺💖💖💖💖.

Ha estado un rato y pensí que dicería te quiero :3. Ojalá que ha estados ok si no bien owo 💋💋💋. Cómo está tu día?

Also if you wan, feel free to talk a little about whatever self ship thing is all over ur mind rn >:3.

DERE HI!!!!!!!!

Hope ur feeling a lil better and that ur taking care bby <:3c

My day's been fine, school being a lil hassel but other than that everythings chill, hope ur day's been ok too!

And pls i just been thinking about dating jason generally (as u can see my blog is full of him ksksksk)

So lil headcanon sharing (cant do the readmore thing :/) 1st point of view (i think?)

Tw: mention of scars, 1st point of view

▪Jason's the chef in the relationship. Not saying he cooks all the time of course but my cooking skills are way lower than what this man can make

▪ i know he would love to read me bf sleeping, or anytime really. I just sit on his lap as he reads me one of his favorite genres, not pay attention to what the books about, just listening to his voice is already enough to lull me to sleep

▪Teasing. Lil. Shit. Not a daily thing but sometimes likes to remind whose the tallest here. He likes to put things up a lil too high to reach. Likes to see me struggle and does that thing where he stands behind me and reach for it (making sure my back is touching his front) and will hand it to me with that damn smirk UGH

▪SCARES ME WITH THAT BATMAN SHIT. I would be doing my own thing and this dude would come outta nowhere WITH NO WARNING!!

▪Scary dog priveledges. Man knows hes intimidating (red hood or not) and isnt afraid to show them canines to anyone getting a lil too comfy with me or him. He aint taking any chances, specialy knowing where we live (gotham)

▪Bf we even started dating for some reason he would just pop in my mind would and bf i even noticed i have his shirtless muscular body on my paper LMAO EMBARRASED AS HELL (he knew for a while but doesnt really say anything)

▪Scars kithes. He just loves everytime i press my lips on any of his scars, makes him buckle hehehe

▪Gets teased by his brothers for how soft he is with me UWU (its amusing to see ngl)

I would continue but it would become almost a whole ass fic jcjjcjdmk and like i mention bf i cant really shorten the post so ye

[echotrinityme]

My OCs Part Two

A/N: Here's some more Ocs I have, and for those of you who read my Distrust Stickprice, you might recognize some of the ocs.

Name: Damien Azure

Age: 30

Birthday: May 3

Gender: Male

Height: 6'2"

Eye Color: Dark Blue

Character's Nicknames: Dames, Download, and Drama King(only by his friends)

Hair Color: Blonde

Hair Length: Long

Sexual Orientation: Demsexual Biromantic

Skin Tone: Pale with a hint of tan.

Distinguishing Marks: He doesn't have a left eye so he covers his empty left eye with his bangs.

Personality: Damien is a good, generous guy but he can be vain at times. He cares about his appearance and wants to make sure he looks good. For what? Cause he wants too. He's also a fashion designer, he makes clothes for his friends, and other people. One of the nicknames he was given by his friends is Drama King cause he sometimes make things out of proportion.

Headcanon Voice: Jason Spisak

How old he appears: He looks like he could be in mid twenties.

Name: Dante Blaze

Character's nicknames: Dynamite, Dangerous, and Hedgehog (only by his friends)

Age: 30

Birthday: November 2

Height: 6'2"

Eye Color: Golden Brown

Sexual Orientation: Demisexual Gay

Headcanon Voice: Diego Luna

Hair Color: Black with his part of his hair red

Hair Length: Medium short, shaggy.

Skin Tone: Dark, tan since he is Mexican.

Distinguishing Marks: None

Personality: Dante is hot tempered, angry, impulsive, and brash. However, that doesn't mean he's not a bad person. He can be loyal, trusting, protective of friends, and he can care for his friends. He also has anger issues and he got that from an abusive, toxic relationship. After his toxic relationship, he has trust issues, doesn't trust certain people, and trauma. He loves soccer and video games. He's also can be violent but not as bad as Rupert Price from THSC.

How old he appears: Same as I said in Damien's bio.

Name: Jasper Banner

Age: 30

Height: 6'1"

Birthday: December 28

Sexual Orientation: Pansexual

Headcanon Voice: Brandon Rogers (Example: Blitzo from Helluva Boss)

Eye Color:  Green

Hair Color: Emerald Green

Hair length: Long

Skin tone: Half pale half dark

Distinguishing Marks: None

Personality: Like Blitzo from Helluva Boss, he's an asshole. He makes fun of his friends, tease them, and overall a huge dick. But he does care about his friends, he's also insecure, has no self-worth, and sucks at romance. He also had a hug crush his best friend, Briar Bloodsworth but Briar broke his heart by telling him he only he's just a friend. He can also be egotistical cause of his superiority complex.

How old he appears: He looks like he can be in his early 20s but he isn't

Name: Briar Bloodsworth

Species: Half-vampire/half-demon

Character's Nicknames: B, Blood, and Blackheart( only by his husband)

Eyes Color: Red

Height: 6'7"

Age: 32

Birthday: October 31

Hair Color: Black

Hair Length: Long

Skin tone: Pale

Distinguishing Marks: He has a scar on his right eye and he usually covers it with his bangs.

He has two personalities cause I used him in my THSC fanfic Distrust, but in my universe he's the exact opposite in that story.

Personality: Unlike in THSC, Briar here is actually a nice person. He's kind, shy, introverted, and a pretty chill guy. Despite him being part demon, he doesn't do what most demons do. The only time he only uses his demon powers is when his husband is danger or his husband and his friends are in danger. Just like in THSC, he's a singer too. He's also a model, artist, gamer just like his husband. He plays a bass guitar and he loves it. Also when he does angry, he is very scary. He loves cats, the colors red and black, and he despises dogs.  

How old he appears: Just like Dakota, he appears younger than he looks.

Name: Zacchaeus

Character's Nicknames: Zackery (he prefers everyone to call him that), Z, Zombie, and Zack.

Age: 30

Birthday: November 12

Height: 6'0"

Hair Color: Brown with black highlights

Hair Length: Long but he ties in a ponytail

Eye color: Brown

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual

Headcanon Voice: Scott Menville

Personality: Like Dante, he's hot tempered but he doesn't have anger issues like Dante does. He's a natural born leader, however, he can be bossy and controlling. He does sports but not often as Shadow and Sam. He used to skateboard when he was a teenager and he still knows how to skateboard. He has a problem on where he doesn't think what to say, he looks before he leaps. He's courageous, stubborn, can be a chaotic dumbass, and can be extremely loyal.

How old he appears: He looks like he can be in his mid twenties

A/N: Briar and Jasper are different here from THSC universe, their personalities are canon to my universe while THSC personalities are an alternative universe canon.

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Tuesday

by gender_bender08

Yesterday afternoon, Signal hunted down a trafficking ring. He was scary, those he was hunting will tell you. Like the sun gods of old that can bring destruction with a flick of their wrist.

This morning, he stares at the intricately decorated ceiling (chandelier-less, because Duke refuses to sleep with one of them constantly glistening over his head) and dreads the idea of forcing his body out of bed.

or:

A day in the life for our favourite vigilante

Words: 7878, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 3 of just one day at a time

Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F

Characters: Duke Thomas, Alfred the Cat (DCU), Bruce Wayne, Damian Wayne, Titus | Damian Wayne's Dog, Ace the Bat-Hound (DCU), Alfred Pennyworth, Stephanie Brown, Cassandra Cain, Isabella Ortiz, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Dick Grayson

Relationships: Batfamily Members & Duke Thomas, Stephanie Brown/Cassandra Cain, Isabella Ortiz & Duke Thomas

Additional Tags: Slice of Life, Domestic Fluff, Duke Thomas-centric, POV Duke Thomas, Romani Dick Grayson, Latino Jason Todd, Asexual Duke Thomas, some random old people for flavour, Duke Thomas is a Ray of Sunshine, Selectively Mute Cassandra Cain, Cassandra Cain Uses Sign Language, no beta we die like jason todd, can be read as standalone

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/48361063