#jason todd ff

[spidernuggets]

Hellooo, while im on hiatus, heres a lil jason todd thought thats been floating around in my head for a while.

Alright, ignire the fact his helmet has a bomb in it.

Jason's bound to have many spare helmets. Have you seen how many times his helmet god damaged??

Anyways. He's out on late night patrol. You try to sleep, but you're just not tired. Then you start thinking about your perfect boyfriend.

How smart he is, how tough he is, how muscular he is. Then your thighs start to rub together and you realise how much you miss him. He's been gone for an hour or two, but that man really knows how to her purring even when he's not around.

So when your fingers reach down to try to please yourself, it's just not doing the job. Seems like Jason's perfect cock has done the nicest things to you that you can't get back from.

Even when you try to use your secret toy that Jason doesn't know about, it just doesn't give you the same warm, filling pleasure that Jason could give you with only 4 inches in.

You're on your bed, groaning in frustration. But then a glint of red catches your eye. In the corner of your room, Jason's Red Hood helmet lies on the floor. Which is weird because he always leaves his armour in a safehouse.

You walk over to it, picking it up and staring at the engraved scowl. Your fingers glide over the metal, caressing the creased brows, thumb soothing the white eyes.

You head back on your bed, sitting in your knees, continuing to stare at the piece of armour. You laid it on your sheets, contemplating your next decision.

Fuck it.

You shifter yourself over the helmet, rubbing your needy cunt over it. You're choking out Jason's name, wishing he was there to completely fulfil your desires.

And just as you reach your high and the white slick contrasting the bold red, and large figure with a cocky grin comes through your window.

"Mama, if you missed me that bad, you could've just called."

[pariahsparadise]

rose's scorn

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word count: 1.9k

pairings: jason todd x f!reader

warnings: SMUT SMUT SMUT, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. p in v, oral (fem!receiving) sex. minor spoilers for titans s2. is badly written a warning? unedited.

a/n: titans as a show is so shit. the plot is all over the place, the characters and relationships are cringe and form too quickly and everything is just so unrealistic, i hate it so fucking much. that being said, it did give us shirtless curran walters. i imagine this takes place around s2 e11. enjoy??

“We only have two rooms available, unfortunately.”

You groaned inwardly, sparing a glance over your shoulder at Jason and Rose, the latter of which was batting her eyelashes, her hand provocatively dancing over Jason’s bicep. You suppressed an eye roll at the sight and turned to face the apologetic receptionist, answering her with a “Fine. We’ll take them.”

You turned to face the “couple” behind you again, “You two can share?”

“What?” Jason said, his eyes running over your face, at the same time that Rose squealed, “Yes.” You took that as your answer.

The three of you had found yourself in a pretty luxurious hotel after leaving Titans tower. Dick had finally come clean with the team, unveiling the true events leading up to Jericho’s death, and you couldn’t stand being in that space any longer. You had been a part of the Titans before Jason had, so you and Jericho had come to be good friends. In fact, you were one of the first to tell Dick you were leaving, Jason immediately piping up behind you, “I’m going with her.” 

The warm feeling that enveloped your chest was soon dissipated when Rose asked to join you. Without so much as a glance back at Jason, you assented, figuring that’s what he’d want. After all, Rose hadn’t really kept quiet about their kiss. She kept asking Rachel for advice on what to do while you were literally right there- not wanting to hear any of it.

Because the thing was, unlike what Rose believed, she wasn’t the only one to have kissed Jason.

The two of you had known each other for a while now, and you hadn’t been able to pinpoint exactly when your friendship had grown into…something more. One heated kiss during training, another when Jason had injured himself, leading to you standing in between his legs, his chest trembling as your fingers applied a balm to his bare skin- and before you knew it, his hand was cupping your cheek and his lips were on yours, devouring you like a man starved.

That was it, though. The two of you hadn’t spoken about either incident, wanting to stick with your comfortable, safe relationship of friends. Sure, maybe you had thought that the two of you would eventually wake up and realise what you had been missing out all along, just like in the movies. Maybe you had believed the two of you would eventually end up together, just like you belonged.

 Now, it seemed unlikely, what with a certain thorny Rose in the way.

The knocks on your door come in threes, in rapid succession.

You open it to reveal Jason Todd, standing in your doorway in a grey T-shirt and shorts, presumably his nightclothes.

“Yes?” you ask, crossing your arms over your chest, cheeks heating up when Jason’s eyes flash downwards for a split second.

“Can I- Can we share the room instead?”

You blink at him, taken aback by the question. Wouldn’t he like to share with Rose? Now that they were practically together, this just didn’t make sense. Plus, would she even be okay with him coming here?

“What about Rose?” you voice your last concerns out loud, darting a glance out into the hallway, in the direction of her room, “I thought she wanted to share with you?”

“She did,” Jason allows, “It was me who didn’t want to.”

“Why not?” you ask, staying rooted to the spot as Jason moves closer to you.

He husks a half-laugh, an incredulous look in his eye as if he can’t believe what you’re asking of him, before he lowers his face so his lips are inches apart from yours.

“She isn’t you, idiot.”

Your eyes must be comically wide by now, you’re sure, but all you can say is, “Oh.”

The glint in Jason’s eye vanishes and his lip curls up in a slight frown, evidently disappointed by your lack of reciprocation, and his feet shift like he’s about to step away from you. You don’t give him the chance, though, your hands shooting out to fist into his shirt, pulling him down to meet your lips.

He responds in a frenzy, his mouth moving much faster than yours as he walks you backwards into the room, leaving you no choice but to increase your pace until you match his desperation. One of his hands wraps around your waist, the other curls at the back of your head before he pushes you up against the door to shut it, kissing you viciously, his hands taking the brunt of the force so you don’t get hurt. 

It’s a small gesture, one you can barely focus on because God, he knows how to kiss, but it warms your heart just the same. 

Jason’s hips rut into yours harshly, and you bite down on your lip to stop an embarrassing sound from escaping. He notices, unhooking it with his thumb before snatching it up in another kiss, his teeth scraping along your lower lip. 

“You drive me crazy,” he gasps, pulling you away from the door and twirling the two of you around, walking you backwards to the bed. You’re pushed down into the mattress, given no opportunity to protest before he’s stalking up your body, meeting your lips again as he uses his weight to keep you pressed down.

“Take this off,” he says, tugging at the hem of your shirt, and you immediately go to comply before stopping in your tracks.

“Wait,” you say, and Jason stills on top of you, concern overtaking his original expression of desire. When he speaks, his words are unsteady, “Shit, are you okay? Are we going too fast?”

“No,” you say immediately, your hand reaching up to trace reassuring circles along his cheekbone, “No, this is fine. Can you- can you just turn off the lights?”

Jason frowns down at you, “But then I won’t be able to see you.”

“Exactly,” you say, “That’s the entire point. Can you please get them?”

“Y/N,” Jason says slowly, “I want to see you.”

You sigh, your eyes travelling beyond Jason’s face to stare at the ceiling behind him as you quietly admit, “I’m not much to look at.”

“Babe?” Jason gets your attention back, your chest warming at the nickname, “That’s utter bullshit.”

You open your mouth to argue, but Jason silences you with a kiss, his hips dipping to meet yours in soft grinds, so all the words that come out of your mouth after are unintelligible. He seems entirely too cocky about that, ridding himself of his shirt swiftly. Yours is thrown off shortly after, tossed in the same direction that his clothes went.

Jason audibly sputters as he realises you aren’t wearing a bra, his hands coming up to smoothe over your ribs to your breasts almost reverently. You arch your back as you let out a choked moan, only to gasp as Jason lowers his mouth to kiss around your right mound, before sucking at your nipple, his teeth coming into play moments after to scrape at the same area. 

He alternates his attention between the two, the one without his mouth earning his hand instead, and you are utterly convinced that you are going to die in this bed. 

“No bra,” he says into your skin as his mouth marks you, “It’s almost like you planned for this to happen.”

“No,” you weakly protest as Jason kisses down your stomach, his hands pulling off your pants and underwear in one smooth motion before pushing your thighs apart. You shut your eyes as you feel his mouth at the inside of your right thigh, needing to get the words out, you gasp, “I’m not the one who showed up with a condom in my pockets.”

Jason laughs, sending vibrations through your cunt and you jolt, earning his hand draping over your waist to hold you in place. 

“Nothing gets past you, huh?” he says affectionately, licking a harsh stripe up your cunt before you can respond. It’s not like you’d be able to anyways, his mouth and fingers work in tandem to keep you speechless. He kisses your cunt sloppily, fingers slipping in and out in lazy thrusts as he works harder with his tongue. At one point, he pulls away completely, leaving you to whine at the empty feeling. He just laughs before slapping your pussy, making you cry out and tense every muscle in your fucking body, before his mouth is back to work, soothing the sting he left. You cum not long after, hard, and he works you through it meticulously, kissing your thighs as you come down from your high.

When he crawls up your body again, you’re ready, wanting to repay him for what might as well have been the best orgasm of your life. Your hands find his shoulders and you whip the two of you around, leaving you on top. You straddle him, revelling in the gasp he lets out, before you lean forward to make out with him again. You shift your hips just so, and he ruts his up into yours, your eyes widening at just how large he is. Slipping your hand down, you palm him through his shorts, his head falling back against the headboard with a thud, as if all his strength just seeped out of him. It returns just when you sneak a hand into his boxers, cupping around his cock, before his eyes fly open. “No, no,” he says, flipping the two of you back around, “Absolutely not.”

He whips his remaining clothes off with little flourish, only at the last second remembering the condom in his pocket. He rips it open with his teeth, the action turning you on more than it probably should have, before he slides it on and enters you.

“Oh fuck,” you moan, muscles tensing as he slides in, staying in place for a few moments to gauge your reaction. When you nod at him, he starts moving ever so gently, his hands pushing your thighs further apart. His thrusts are languid and torturous, you can feel every vein of his cock, every twitch it makes as you shift underneath him. 

Boldly, you twine your legs around his waist and lock them, forcing him even deeper into you and he groans. It takes a few more slow, rolling thrusts before you break, your cunt tightening around him, the sensation bringing him to his own high.

“Oh God,” you say, clapping a hand over your mouth. It’s an hour later, you and Jason are back in your bed again. You had headed to the shower together to “get cleaned up” which, in reality, resulted in round two. After that, you actually cleaned up, before sneaking under the covers again, truly exhausted and in dire need for rest after your…activities.

“What?” Jason asks you, looking bemused as he pulls your hand off your mouth. He kisses it, and you feel a strange giddiness, but you push it away to answer him.

“Rose,” you tell him, “She’s right down the hall. Shit, do you think she heard us?”

“I hope she did,” Jason says, “Maybe she’ll get the hint. And if she doesn't, we can always try again tomorrow.”

“I’m going to hold you to that, Todd.”

“Wouldn’t want it any other way, L/N.”

[ghost-bxrd]

Prompt:

Instead of Dick or Tim, Red Hood straight up goes for kidnapping Bruce Wayne and keeping him hostage just to see how desperate the birds get in trying to find him.

It’s a foolproof plan. Batman won’t blow his cover unless absolutely necessary, and “Brucie” would never know how to slip away from a crime lord of Red Hood’s caliber. It’s foolproof. It’s perfect. Jason can keep dropping hints and make threats towards the birds and watch Bruce squirm without consequences if he plays this right.

But then “Brucie” keeps begging him not to hurt his kids…

[muncherofcontent]

theres so much 'jasons the theatre kid' and 'no but dicks the circus kid' and 'damian talks like an actual 70 year old' SHUT UP THEY ALL DRESS IN FURRY SUITS AND JUMP AROUND ON ROOF TOPS AR NIGHT?!?? THEYRE ALL FUCKIN DRAMATIC AND WEIRD OKAY

[cursedzucchini]

Danny and Jason meeting each other for the first time like:

Danny, pointing at Jason: baby???????

Jason, who just walked into the kitchen for cookies: baby!!!!!!!

Danny: what the fuck is a baby doing here???????

Jason: who left the baby unattended?????? Where are his parents????????

Bruce: i adopted both of you wh-

Jason & Danny, screaming on top of their lungs: BABY!!!!!!!!!!

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Idk I'm just imagining Bruce adopting Danny, not telling anyone, bringing him home and Jason was just in the mansion. And their stupid dumb ghost brains go

Danny: not even filly formed baby in pain!!!!!! He's been suffering for so long.... Need to protect!!!!!!!

Jason: a fucking two years old baby!!!! (Wait what) very very young, very dumb, need to protect!!!!! (Who tf is this kid)

And when put together, they immidietly adopt each other. I feel like the scene that follows is Jason force feeding Danny a cookie, rambling Abt how thin he is and how he should eat more, and Danny fighting him while trying to give him ectoplasm so his core can fully form, cooing and telling Jason how he doesn't need to worry, Danny's here

[gecemi09]

Sooo unfair how dick is still having comics where he gets to be robin meanwhile all jason has is flashbacks where hes an 8 yo serial killer

[betterthanbatman1]

Ive been so fucking busy for I don’t even know how long but damn I miss the batfamily and my boyyy

[qcomicsy]

jason has literally never had a solo

Holy shit you're right!

It's always focused on somebody else or a entire team. Even though he is leading it is still not solely focused on him.

And when it is, it's not even focused on him either it's just focused on his relationship with Batman and/or the Joker situation.

And even the shenanigans he gets invested too tend be stopped by other people

[striveattemptfail]

cw gotham knights (trailer) / twt src

now i know i can't be the only one preparing themselves for an onslaught of jayharvey/twohood posts bc these two mfs decided to play iconic characters from gotham city

especially now that task force z exists????

task force z (2021) #6, #7, #12

bruh cockles is gonna get a whole new set of remarkably well done ship edits very soon

ETA: please see my reblog for jackles as bruce wayne update!

[jasontoddssuper]

DC dosen't need to steal Duke's traits to give them to other characters like they've done with,for example,Jason and Tim.The fandom already does it for them

[president-and-godemperor-forlife]

Jason Todd is one of the most dangerous fighters in DC and no you can’t change my mind.

Hand to hand wise, he’s one of the stronger ones. Can he beat Cass in a one v. one fight? No lol, but he doesn’t have to to be effective. Just like Batman can’t beat Superman or Wonder Woman in a straight one v. one fight, but again, he doesn’t have to cause Bruce’s greatest weapon is that big brain of his. And possibly his paranoia lol but I digress.

Jason is the same way. What makes him dangerous isn’t just his hand-to-hand ability but how smart he is. Not the kind of smart Tim is (who is also incredibly intelligent) but how resourceful he is. His ability to strategize and think on his feet, and read people and turn that against them is incredible. It’s been his biggest strength in a fight where he’s outmatch one on one, or where the odds are stacked against him. See Task Force Z 8 for a recent example of that. He used his families assumptions of him and them underestimating him to his advantage. An older one being his nerve strike that temporarily paralyzed Lady Shiva cause he knew he couldn’t take her in a straight hand-to-hand situation. Jason Todd (correctly) doesn’t believe in a fair fight. His goal is to get his enemies on the ground and out of the fight as quickly as possible. And I think that ability can get better with time and I love that for him. But man DC, do I have a bone to pick with you about our boy. You clearly don’t know what to do with him and that’s stupid cause he can be one of the best DC characters to write for.

[spidernuggets]

stole this thought from my friend 🫶

Jason loves taking showers with you. And not only for the times when he takes the opportunity to bend you over as you lean against the wall.

But he loves the bare skin to skin contact. He loves to remember what you feel like, and he likes to remember your touch. He likes the way you trace his scars that he believes tainted his body while you smeared body wash all over him. You always scolded him that the 3 in 1 shampoo, conditioner, and body wash weren't as effective as advertised.

But you don't see his body as tarnished or ruined. His scars became a part of him. Just another feature that you love. He liked the way his back was turned. The suds quickly slid down the waves of his muscles. The way your index finger traced along the large, healed gash along his shoulder that stopped at where his spine was located.

He shuddered, and his heart raced when you placed a kiss on it. Like you did with every other scar.

This was your ritual.

You'd wait for him to come home to you, and when he did, he'd stench of gunpowder and iron. So you'd strip away his suit, he can finally breathe, his adrenaline dying down, and you drag him along into the shower.

In some nights where he had some extra energy, the late night showers would end with the water being lukewarm and mixed with both of your milky slicks.

But during most nights like these, he absorbs your soft affection, letting your hands roam and explore his body, loosening up the knots in his upper back, massaging his shoulders.

And when he turns back around to face you, his body towering over you as he blocks the water's path down to you, his arm reaches for your sides, hands following down the shape of your figure. His fingers smooth over the water that makes your skin glisten under the artificial light, calloused palms against your smooth hips, gently squeezing them, pulling you closer.

He rests his chapped lips against your forhead, whispering, 'I love you's as you say it back, the sounds of splashing water muffling your confessions.

You always loved showering with Jason right when he gets home. And it isn't only because you get to see him naked under 5 minutes after he comes through your fire escape. But also because you discover new features around him, sometimes in areas where you wouldn't particularly see when he's fully clothes.

There would be a new wound that you wrapped in waterproof bandages before stepping into the shower. But you'd make a mental note to give the new permanently damaged skin as much love, care and devotion as the rest of Jason's body.

You loved showering with Jason because it was an opportunity for you to appreciate him, his body, and the flaws that come with it. It was an opportunity for you to show your endless love for Jason because you know that he needs the constant reminder that someone truly loves him. And to prove the horrible voices that gnaw the back of his head, telling him that he's not good enough that they're wrong.

Because Jason is more than enough. Because you love him as much as he loves you.

[psychologeek]

So

My "Jason write fanfics and has a pen pal" series got another one!

I'm sorry. It's sad. It's Jazz POV

Do you want to give your heart a break?

BC THIS IS HOW YOU GET YOUR HEART BREAK

Have fun!

[taralaurel]

Look Me In The Eyes (And Tell Me What You See)

"I know you didn't kill him. Batman should too."

And then, at the bottom:

"Thanks for all you do."

Jason's fingers curl around the photographs enough to crinkle the edges.

He never wanted to see Felipe Garzonas again. Never wanted to be reminded of how much he had failed that day.

And then - there's the other thing.

The big, important, alarm-blaring, thing.

Someone knows.

Someone knows Jason Todd is Robin.

Submission for the @batfam-big-bang with the artwork prompt of Jason finding a letter/photos in his locker that show proof he didn't kill Felipe Garzonas. (Artwork to be posted soon.)

Read on AO3

[spite-and-waffles]

Write Jason exploring his gender you cowards.

[sanicybele]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: DCU (Comics), Batman - All Media Types Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Dick Grayson/Jason Todd, Dick Grayson & Jason Todd, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson, Tim Drake & Jason Todd Characters: Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake Additional Tags: no beta we die like jason, Eventual Smut, Eventual Sex, My First Smut, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, dick and jay being cutie patooties, they are very bbg, Light Angst, Dick Grayson in Love, literally smitten, Jason Todd is Bad at Feelings, that is the only reason why they aren't dating, Jason Todd is Not Okay, I'll be adding more tags as I go Series: Part 1 of Forever Yours Summary:

He's in love, and always has been in love, with Jason. But all that matter not when Jason does not love him back. So he'll just be by his side, forever, and admire him from afar.

 A Dick-centric DickJay fic

My first fanfic