#jason todd needs a hug

[crii-sis]

jason “cannot go a single minute without mentioning his death” todd

Batman & the Signal (2018) #3

[to-the-stars8]

Learning to Love Slowly

Jason Todd x Reader All Chapters AO3

66- Nepo Babies and Little Thoughts of Getting Old

“Are you technically a nepo baby?” You asked, looking up from your phone. 

Jason didn’t look at you right away, eyes training in on his book even harder than before as he tried to link the idea of what you said to his situation. It wasn’t until a minute later that he stopped thinking to look at you. 

“Explain,” Was all he could say. 

You explained, “Well, your dad is a big-time vigilante, and he trained you. Now, you use some of his connections and a lot of his techniques—”

“No. No, I’m not even entertaining that anymore.” Jason closed his book and let it fall onto his lap. He looked at you, seeming so hurt by your words. “That’s so offensive.”

You began to laugh and opened your arms to drag him onto you. “Awe, baby! I’m sorry.” He dove head first into your arms, hiding his face in the nape of your neck as you peppered kisses into his hair, and mumbled about how much that what you said hurt him. Of course, you knew he was joking, but played into his want of comfort and affection. 

“You’re the best vigilante in all of Gotham,” You said. “Batman’s been copying you.” Jason’s laugh tickled your neck, and he held you tighter. Having him hold you so tight was one of the guilty pleasures in life that you could never forgo. You did the same to him, squeezing him close to you so that he might never slip away. 

You hoped it would be this way for years and years until there was gray in his hair and you couldn’t remember the days. What a happy life you could live with him, you thought. The picture was so clear in your mind, the days together turning from hundreds to thousands as you watched him get older and more beautiful. Laugh lines, gray hair, joint pain, and blurring eyes—All of it you could live with if it were with him. 

Jason laughed again and you were brought back to the present. Looking down at him, you blushed. You never thought you’d seen a more perfect person before. 

“Okay, I forgive you,” He said playfully, moving himself up to look at you.

You smiled, reaching up to push some of his hair out of his face. “Thank goodness, I was worried there for a moment.”

Jason kissed you sweetly before laying his head on your chest as you ran your fingers through his hair. You wondered if this was the knowing that people talked about. The kind of knowing of when someone was it, that they were the one you’d been waiting and craving for. You liked the thought of it being Jason, because, nepo baby or not, it just felt like he was it. 

[420ruffy]

⟡ batboys x petnames

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dick

all the pet names

mostly sweetheart and sweetie 

calls you stupid pet names like sugar cake to annoy you and the people around you

if you tell him that there’s one or more pet names that you hate then he’ll use them on purpose to tease you. seriously why would you even tell him about it, ofc he’ll use it against you.

he knows the limit though and doesn’t do it so much that it actually makes you angry

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jason

no pet names

most definitely not in front of other people

sticks to baby or sweetheart on rare occurences

he calls you baby/sweetie/angel in private when he’s feeling clingy though (which is a lot of times)

mostly calls you by your name/nickname though

if you tell anyone abt him using pet names like sweetie on you his trust for you would decrease immensely. it already took him a long time to trust you enough to show his vulnerable side so using it against him would hurt him deeply

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timmy

definitely only uses baby

he feels weid if he uses pet names like darling and such. it’s just not him

he’ll try using the one you like though if there is one. he’s good at figuring out what you like/need without you having to say anything since he’s observant. and he’ll provide it for you

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duke

you’re the peace in his chaotic life

he calls you angel and sweetie most of the time

but he also uses darling 

he’s been calling you by your nickname ever since he met you so using your actual name feels weird and he never does it

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damian

no pet names

like at all

won’t catch him saying any in front of people under any circumstance

but when you’re alone, he’s whiny and clingy and only calls you baby

will kill you if you ever tell anyone or use it against him. no seriously he would feel extremely betrayed because he trusts and loves you enough to show his vulnerable side

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[melloollem]

Jason Todd who, after being resurrected, could no longer remember the good times with Bruce.

He only knows that he had good times, but he can't remember any of them.

Jason who wants those moments and suffers for them, he feels he has a void left by those memories inside him.

When he comes back to life, he looks for them in Bruce, but can't find them and wonders if there really was anything good there.

Jason Todd who was decoded by Crack baby - Mitski.

[undertheredhood]

jason todd at all times: y'know, i think i'm doing pretty good for myself as someone who's had four parents that i was never enough for.

[magnoliasandarson]

1 Voicemail- Delete (final installment)

“Long time, no see, Dickhead.”

His escrima sticks slipped through his slackened fingers, and his knees nearly gave out. He knew that voice. He listened to a recording of it every night. A red helmet was tossed to the ground, and suddenly the world around him was thrown into flux. 

The ground beneath his feet felt like it was shaking, the sky was spinning around him, and his pulse was loud and staccato in his own ears. He felt like he was standing in the center of a tornado. 

Staring at him, mere feet away, was his brother. 

Jason. 

He was taller now, distantly Dick remembered a tiny grave; his eyes were more green. There were new scars traced into his tan face, and some part of Dick’s soul screamed for blood. More important than all of that, Dick could see the rise and fall of Jason’s chest. He was breathing. He was alive. 

Dick Grayson was in two places all at once. He was standing on a rooftop staring at his dead brother, and he was crumpled at the same brother’s grave. He was staring into blue-green eyes and clawing at dirt. He was biting into his own tongue so hard that he tasted his blood, and he was vomiting onto dewy grass. He was listening to the roar of the flames from a burning warehouse a roof away, and he was listening to that cursed fucking voicemail. His very soul was cleaved in half, and his world was shattering and mending all at once.

His body moved of its own accord, his mouth spewing forth words he’d sobbed at a cold headstone: “Jason, Jay—fuck, Jason.” 

Jason’s face crumpled, but he didn’t move, and that was all Dick needed to yank the now towering frame of his baby brother into his arms. “Oh fuck, Little Wing,” the words leaving his mouth were no more a conscious decision than the bile had been so many years ago. “You were the best Robin—Jason—my baby brother—my brother.” 

The body trapped in his arms was trembling, and there was a wet spot forming on Dick’s collarbone. “You were the best, Jay, and you were good—you were so good. I’m so sorry, so fucking sorry.” He was begging for forgiveness, for love, for recognition, for Jason. 

Dick was holding his brother like he’d dreamed of for years. He’d only hugged Jason a handful of times before his death, he could remember each time. He’d sobbed at the grave, knowing his brother had died not knowing how loved he was, “I love you so much, Jay; we all love you so much. You were never a replacement, you were my brother- you are my brother.”

His brother was home. He was alive and home. Dick was shaking, and Jason was shaking, and they were both crying, but none of that mattered because Jason was alive. Jason was back, and Dick could finally stop listening to that fucking voicemail.

[morgansunflower]

Compare To You

Jason Todd X Reader

Warnings:suggestive content, explicit language and minor angst

Words:1168

Arthur's notes! Tyler is Jason's, and Isabel(who's deceased) son by blood.

After their engagement Jason and Y/N take things slow after finding out Jason has a, son from a, past relationship.

Isabel and Jason dated a few months after he had joined the outlaws. At the time he was lonely, he missed Y/N but he was afraid of her reaction that he was alive. Had she moved on?.. Though laying next to Isabel, made him feel guilt that wasn't needed.. Because Y/N and him weren't even a couple. At least since the Lazarus brought him back. Though as soon as Isabel found out he was Red-Hood, they broke-up. Truthfully he was glad they did given it wasn't fair for them to be together, when his heart would always be missing Y/N.

5 year's later Jason holds the little boy who instantly clung to his Dad. His baby boy. His little boy. His mom died 9 months ago in a, car accident. He was contacted, as he was Tyler's biological father. Isabel never told him she was pregnant. He did care about her but not as near as deeply as he did for Y/N.

Everyone was naturally shocked meeting the adorable little boy. Bruce could barely keep his heart calmed as, Tyler looked just like his dad.. Like his own son. What made Jason feel a mountain of relief.. Was Y/N's unwavering support.

The engaged couple decided to take things very slow. She was introduced to Tyler and instantly felt adoration for the little boy who looked just as the man she loves.

With a batch of cookies she made. Y/N headed to Jason's for dinner. She knocks on the door to his new house. They hadn't moved in together, not wanting to overwhelm Tyler. Jason opens the door while holding Tyler.

"hey babe. You're an angel" he smiled seeing she brought cookies.

"hey Jason. Hey Tyler" she greets waving to the little boy

Tyler waves back which reassured Y/N he was warming up to her. Do to at first he was very shy when he met her.. Though her kindness to him and her motherly love. Healed more grieving pain to the little boy, than she knew. He adored her. She felt her heart warm as Tyler smiled to her. As Jason let her in he shuts the door.

Y/N puts the cookies on the table and lifts the lid. Jason put his very excited son down onto the ground. Tyler excitedly ran and sat on the chair with a wide smile on his face. Jason kisses her sweetly.

"thank you" he smiled softly to her. She hugs him tightly. "just one for now. You can have another after dinner" Jason told his little boy

Tyler nodded to his dad. Jason was overcome with admiration for Y/N. Her support made him feel secure that he was being a, good dad and she will always be here for him. She was genuinely making this so much easier.

"I love you" she kisses his temple

"I love you too" he mumbled resting his cheek on her forehead.

Tyler smiled eating a cookie "thanks Y/N" he said munching on the cookie

"you're welcome" she chuckled "he's so cute. He looks just like you" she mumbled

"yeah, you're gonna be a great mom. You know that?" Jason proudly said.

She softly smiled to him with love in her eyes by his words that were simple but felt profound "thank you for saying that"

"I mean it, and a baby who looked like you would be very cu--" she shoved at his chest playfully

"don't say another word! I don't want you getting any ideas too soon Mr" she exclaimed becoming flustered.

He shrugged "I'm just stating a fact. Besides it's not my fault your blushing" Jason smirks playfully

"shhh" she mumbled covering his lips with her finger.

Y/N put on a movie for Tyler and went to the kitchen to help Jason make dinner. Even though he didn't need much help, considering he was a really good cook. Thanks to Alfred.

The couple sat with Tyler while eating dinner together. Jason loved moments with her and Tyler, doing the simplest things. It had become routine for Y/N to come for dinner every night. It made him feel whole however it hurt every time she left. Though it gave him comfort it wouldn't stay that way.

As everyone enjoyed their cookies. Tyler blinks a few times. He yawns rubbing his, little eyes. Jason rubs his head soothingly.

"I think it's time we get you to bed munchkin" Jason cooed to Tyler.

"noooo" he whined "I don't want to"

"I know it's hard but you gotta get some good sleep" Jason said

"your Dad's right. You'll feel better if you get some sleep and tomorrow we'll have fun" Y/N smiled to Tyler..

"can you bring cookies?" Tyler asked grinning

She chuckled "sure kiddo. Or I can make them here? You can help me?"

"yes please!!" Tyler excitedly said while clapping

"ok kiddo time for bed. Tell Y/N goodnight"

Tyler gets up from his chair he holds his Dad's arm leaning him down. He whispered in Jason's ear. His dad smiled in adoration to his sweet little boy.

"Y/N would you like to join us for bedtime story?" Jason asked her

Y/N smiled her heart warming that Tyler wanted her to come with them.

"I'd be honored"

Y/N and Jason laid down in the small bed with Tyler snuggled between them. The lights were with the lamp on for a, source of light. Jason read the children's book out loud. He spoke softer as Tyler's eyes slowly close. Jason reaches over placing the book on Tyler's nightstand.

Carefully Y/N leaves the bed and stands. She waits for Jason by the door. The vigilante acted as though he was handling a ticking bomb. He carefully leaves the bed and adjusted the blanket on his son. He kisses Tyler's forehead and turns the lamp off.

The two step out Jason leaves the door cracked incase Tyler as a, nightmare. He rarely did but it made Jason feel better to know he could hear him more easily if he does.

"it's like dealing with a bomb" he whispered

"is it bad that I know exactly what you mean" she chuckled

The couple reside to Jason's room for adult time. Jason pampers her with affection. His heart feels whole and yet he couldn't stop thinking how much he hated she couldn't stay.

"what do you think about going ahead and planning for the wedding?" Jason asked kissing her jawline

"already? Are you sure? I mean so soon" she asked wanting Jason to be sure he was ready unveil all of the planning and preparation.

He rubs her cheek with his thumb "I am. So is Tyler. He keeps asking me when are you coming. He adores you Y/N. We both do" he smiled kissing her lips "I am tired of waiting for us to be a official family. I want your home and my home to be the same.. I'm ready for this"

[giotanner]

every few years I rewatch Batman: under the red hood and I cry every single time as soon as Robin-Jason in the end of the story says Robin is magic and starts laughing. A stab wound would hurt less emotionally. (The ONLY movie I ALWAYS hear in the original because Jensen Ackles' voice as Jason Todd is heartbreaking and perfect when he asks to be killed 😭)

[platonic-sponge]

ss of the text post reminded me of the comic panel

[artzysyam]

TKAHRK Fan-Snippets

Snippets from @xysidhequeen AU. Based on part 12 after Dick felt asleep

"You're older this time. Never thoughts I'd see you grown up, Little Wing..." 

Dick's last words before he succumb to exhaustion reverberated in Jason's mind as his brother lay before him. His legs trembled beneath him and he slumped down, pressing his forehead against Dick's chest. He could feel the faint thud of his brother's heartbeat, and hear the shallow breaths entering his lungs. 

His fault

He abandoned him

He hurt him

Danny stepped forward, tenderly placing a hand on Jason's burly shoulder. "Jay...," he said, gently pulling him out from his own thoughts, which had nearly swallowed him up.

"I..." Jason said weakly, glancing at Danny for help. "I can't leave him again, Danny. I-I can't." His voice quivered as feelings of deep protectiveness overwhelmed him, threatening to drown him in despair and guilt for leaving Dick once already.

A sad smile spread across Danny's face as he knelt down next to Jason, wrapping his long arms around the younger man's shoulders. "Then we won't. He's your brother Jason, that makes him family." Jason felt the dam break as hot tears streamed down his cheeks, never seeming to stop until Danny held him close and spoke gentle words of comfort.

Jason sobbed for the little Robin who died too soon, for the boy he could've been, for the man he was now. He cried for the hero who he looked up to, full of light and life. And for the broken shell left behind. He cried for a brother he never knew he cared so deeply for him.

Joker took me away from him

Batman never saves me

Batman replaced me

Batman saw me as a tool

His mind spiralling again but Danny managed to ground him by his core humming the wave an aura of comfort, safety and reassurance that he's no alone and he always will be here by his side.

As tears subsided, Jason pulled his head away and scanned the manifestation of his brother's grief and depression.

"What do you want to do now, Jaybird?" Danny asked, leaning back and looking at Jason with a patient smile, ready and willing to follow him to hell and back. His heart and core filled with the gentle warmth to his body.

"First," Jason wiping the remnants of tears and snot from his face. "We need to clean up this pig's den." Danny nodded, looking around.

“And then?” Danny asked, not pressing and ever patient. Jason then looked at the bundles of takeout containers and pizza boxes with the sentient molds ready to takeover this apartment. He assumed Dick don't have energy to buy groceries and he knew Dick can't cook for shit even cause the water to burn fire for Ancient's sake at one point.

“Then we make sure Dick eats some real Ancient’s damned food.” Jason groused as he stood, moving towards the take out containers that had definitely reached biohazard status, with his fire, and disposed their carcasses into the trash bag.

“I’ll let Sam and Tucker know we won’t be back tonight.” Danny said brightly, but his voice had a trace of pride in it that Jason wouldn’t admit, even on pain of death, filled him with warmth to rival his flame core.

“You don’t have to stay, or help. It’s not your fucking problem.” Jason grumbled as he rifled through Dick’s cabinets for a trash bag or ten. Thank Ancients his brother bought cleaning supplies or he will have a talk when he wakes up.

But, he don't want to burden Danny of his problem, it's his fault after all and he wants to fix it, he have to.

“I don’t have to, no. But I want to. Because it’s you, Jay.” Danny said softly, causing Jason paused what he doing and stare at him, agape. There was something more in his tone that he couldn’t interpret, but it sent heat to his cheeks and made his undead heart beat a little quicker.

“I’ll always be there when you need me.” Danny finished with a shrug, skin dusted a light green that somehow made his freckles stand out. Jason would swear he could pick out the constellations Danny so adored scattered across Danny’s skin.

“Thanks, Danny. For. Everything.” Jason stared at the trash bag in his hands, unsure why the air felt too thin, and his heart was beating so fast.

Or. He knew. But it was one of those things he wasn’t willing to examine too closely. Especially not today, not right now. It's too much for him.

“Let’s make sure Nightwing wakes up to the cleanest apartment ever. Courtesy of his very own undead cleaning crew!” Danny cheered, brought Jason back to the present and he felt the mood lighten from the heavy emotion he felt for the past few hours.

“The King and his Red Knight, glorified goddamned maids.” Jason snorted as Danny snickered. He was glad that Danny is here and... and he was thankful for it. Then they set to work cleaning Dick's apartment.

It didn’t fix the pain in his chest, in his core. But every inch of space they cleaned settled something inside of Jason. As if he was finally mending something he hadn’t even realized was broken.

From what Jazz had said plenty of times, one step at a time. 

[crii-sis]

SKSKJDKJK he’s so angsty

Batman: Gotham Knights Gilded City #4

[to-the-stars8]

Learning to Love Slowly

Jason Todd x Reader All Chapters AO3

63- A Shower and Gossip

Jason rubbed the washcloth over his shoulders and back, watching as you washed the shampoo out of your hair. It was a simple wash since the two of you were too lazy to wait for the other to get done with their shower. Jay had gotten so accustomed to showering with you that it didn’t require a second thought when you made the suggestion. 

“You know,” You said, trying to avoid getting water in your mouth. “I heard that the neighbor down the hall is fighting with her boyfriend again.”

Jason knew all too well the drama you were talking about. “Oh, yeah? Who is cheating on who this time?”

“The boyfriend is.” Jay only snorted before switching places with you to wash the soap off his body. You continued. “But it gets better.”

“Sweetheart, I don’t know if better is the right word for their situation,” Jason remarked with a light laugh when you gently swatted his chest. 

“You know what I mean, babe,” You said, not amused. 

Just as Jason started to run his hands through his hair, he watched as you took your washcloth and rubbed it against your skin. He found it odd that he would find the smallest, most natural act something so beautiful when it was you doing it. With all his attention, he listened as you continued with your meaningless gossip like it was the holy gospel. 

“Anyway, it turns out, he’s been sleeping with her mother.” You acted shocked even though the news came from you. The two of you switched places again so you could wash off this time. “I just can’t believe it! Seriously, Jaybeans, what guy does that? Not to mention the shitty mom.”

Jason snickered, cupping his hands over your head to gather water before bringing it back to throw it over his face. “Now, shitty moms, I can relate to.” You leaned up and kissed the underside of his chin, apologizing for nothing in particular, but hoping it would make him feel better. “Thanks, baby. Though, that reminds me of Dick.”

Confused, you asked, “Your brother?”

Jason laughed, it was quick, and he swooped down to show you he appreciated your accidental joke. “Yeah. He’s had a messy love life.”

“Oh,” You said, and Jason could tell by your tone you were waiting for him to continue. 

Sighing, he did as you silently asked, “Well, there was this whole thing with Barbara and Starfire. Miscommunication and whatnot. I'm not even sure of the whole story. Dick likes everyone to talk to him about problems, but doesn't like to open up to anyone else in return.”

“Now that sounds messy,” You left Jason’s gossip at that. Reaching behind you, you switched off the shower. “No offense to your brother, or the girl down the hall, but I’m glad that’s not us.”

Jason smiled as he handed you your towel. “Me too, sweetheart.”

[420ruffy]

⟡ general Jason todd headcanons and how i view and portray him in my works cw. soft gentle clingy needy desperate touch starved jay

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i need to start off with certain stereotypes/ways in which he gets potrayed sometimes that i hate with every fibre of my fucking being :

he’s not some aggressive horny flirty asshole jock. he’s grown and too old for that hs bs. like literally he would think of that behavior as annoying, disgusting and stupid

and he’s most definitely (and i can’t stress this enough) not a yandere kidnapper or a stalker or any of that weird bullshit. yall are weird & need some help fr.

idk if yall read the comics but he’s literally so caring and sensitive and he would be so gentle and soft. he’d be rather awkward and wouldn’t exactly know how to go about his feelings for someone.

he knows what its like when no one cares and when you grow up in an unstable home or on the streets so he has compassion for outcasts, children, women, non-cishetmen and animals

he’s canonically a nerd. he’s literary and he used to like going to school and learning. ppl always get him and tim mixed up bc tim hated going to school and would rather play video games all day long whereas jason wished he wouldn’t have had to drop out

also obviously very much an intersectional feminist ! he’s read all the books abt it and is actively working against his indoctrinated misogyny

he loves all women but he has a soft spot for woc, fat/chubby/muscular women, women with big noses, you name it. just women who don’t fit the stereotypical beauty standard in general

he’s scared and ashamed of how needy and clingy he actually is. he knows himself (sadly) and it’s not something that he can just get rid of. it’s pent up from early childhood bc he never got enough love and then from after his death bc of all the shit he had to go through with bruce.

this side of him will haunt him until he dies- again. he can’t change it but he sure as hell won’t embrace it either. it’s a secret he wishes he could take to his final grave. actually- deep down he wishes he would find someone who understands and accepts him the way he is and someone who he can trust to be himself with.

!! aroace spec , bi (women+)

he is secretly so incredibly desperate.. desperate for love, intimacy, being understood and accepted, desperate to be touched and hugged- loved.

he’s just so touch starved, he doesn’t even know what it feels like not to be. what it feels like to be loved or happy. to be content. how to not feel like something is missing.

he needs someone to take care of him bc he just does a very poor job at that.. also it feels nice being able to just shut off and not having to think about anything

he wants to be hugged and caressed

gentle touches

he loves forehead kisses and headpats or just your hand on his head and in his hair

he wants to kiss you passionately and deeply

prefers making out and hugging/cuddling over sex tbh

all he wants is to lay in bed or sit on the couch hugging someone who truly loves and accepts him and never let go

switch with a sub/bottom lean

i think it goes hand in hand with him having a sub lean but he’s attracted to strong dominant people. preferably someone who’s a switch too

everybody knows this already but he LIVES for praise

praise him and he’s in heaven. you’ll literally get him to do anything if you praise him. want him to give you head? just be a little clingy and loving, telling him how much you love him and how good he always makes you feel and he’s already dropping to his knees taking off your pants.

definitely a service / pleasure dom

if you’re fem/afab :

eating you out is his favorite thing. he goes in like it’s all or nothing (to him it is). no penetration if you didn’t cum at least once from his tongue.

he loves it when you ride his face and use him to make yourself feel good. there’s not a single thing he likes more than seeing you on top of him.

he loves watching you go from humming and gently playing with his hair to breathing heavily and tugging on his hair- to whining, moaning and grunting while grinding your pussy into his face deeper and faster to finally reach your high

also loves it when you ride his dick. being able to relax a little and just look up at you feeling good because of him makes him moan so much

he’ll also pull you down a lot when you’re riding him just to hug you and hold you close and to hear you breathing and moaning into his ear

he’ll thrust up from under you as fast as he can just to catch you off guard and see your face in pure bliss. he loves it when he makes you cum in this position.

he also loves missionary and the mating press

you know he’s close when he starts holding you close and mumbling/whining your name over and over again

if you’re male/amab :

he loves giving you head and eating your ass and wants you to use him. it really gets him going. it’s bc of his incredibly patent inferiority complex and feeling like he’s a good for nothing piece of shit

he also likes being the one that penetrantes you though. he’ll start begging for praise even though he’s the one topping saying things like “tell me i’m a good boy, tell me i’m your good boy.” “tell me how good i make you feel” “please just tell me i’m doing a good job.” “wanna make you feel good.” all while his big tall frame is hovering above you and ramming into you

a whimperer. he whines and moans a lot, shamelessly. he grunts and groans too. especially when he’s a little bit too frustrated or stressed. and he shamelessly breathes heavily during sex. any noise that he can make will escape his lips. all in all he’s just incredibly vocal and he doesn’t care if people can hear.

he really likes handjobs. preferably with you sitting in front of him so he can look up at you but he also likes it when you’re sitting behind him and you say things in his ear while kissing his neck or cheek and sucking on his earlobe

but he especially loves it when you’re sucking him off and fingering his ass at the same time. add a little praise and you’ll have him whining, whimpering and even crying. he’ll be a mess

he often gets teary-eyed during sex because of how sensitive he is. and i mean both his body and his feelings.

he wants and needs someone who'd accept him for who he is and wouldn't wanna change him. someone who shares the same morals as him and doesn't have a problem with him being morally grey.

he would want someone he doesn’t have to explain everything to. he knows it’s toxic and not really fair but he hates having to put his thoughts into words. he’s not really good at it.

so he needs someone who’s observant and pays attention to details. maybe even someone who can read body language. just so he doesn’t have to go through the uncomfortable experience of having to say that he’s needy and broken out loud.

he wants someone to pay attention to him and figure him out so well that he doesn’t have to ask for things and you instead know what he wants and needs at certain times and just give it to him

he gets pissed and sighs while rolling his eyes when he’s showing clear signs of what he wants and you’re not picking up on it.

it took great cruelty to make him this gentle. but to an extent he’s grateful for it because he now knows exactly why it’s so important to treat people kindly and gently.

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[stellasworks]

Jason Todd HC’s

Warnings: mentions of food, mental health struggles, Jason doubting himself, nsfw topics, fem bodied reader, fem pronouns, oral sex(receiving), size kink.

17+ only pls

Random / nsfw:

This man is like 6’4 and you can’t tell me other wise, he is massive.

I feel like he’s got freckles, plus some on his back and he loves when you connect them like they’re apart of a constellation.

He loves horror movies/games, his favorite game franchise being resident evil, and movie being the rob zombie’s Halloween.

Size kink. There I said it.

he’s hung, like a solid 8 inches at best.

Leave marks on his back please, he loves peoples reaction when he takes his shirt off and they see the long scratch marks on his back (obviously aside from them being in awe about his scars-)

He will pick you up, and eat you out while you’re on his shoulders.

Depending on how much you talk back to him, that will dictate

How fast he goes

How many times you cum

If you cum at all that night.

His stamina is unreal, mans could go for hours.

Dating / Fluff:

His way of showing affection is acts of service and physical touch. His favorite way of touching you his coming up behind you and resting his chin on your head while rubbing circles onto your hips with his thumbs.

He. Spoils. the hell outta you. Don’t even think of telling him not to get you anything at the drive-thru because he knows your order by heart. He will literally call you up and be like “hey babe I’m at Walmart what kind of snacks do you want?”

His pet names for you are:

Babe

Sweetheart

Doll

Princess

His go to date idea would be staying in, watching horror movies, cuddled up on the couch w your favorite snacks and a make out session here and there.

But if you wanna go out for a date, he’ll take you anywhere that doesn’t involve a bunch of people in the same room at once, like going to the mall and seeing you try on cute clothing being in absolute awe of you. You’ll hear him mumble about how he’s “the luckiest man alive” “you’re so gorgeous” and “what did I ever do to deserve you”

He genuinely thinks he’s not good enough for you but seeing you lay next to him in bed and seeing how peaceful you are, seeing how easily you can relax whenever he’s around. He snaps out of whatever is making him think like that because he knows you’d tell him that “he’s the only man that could ever make you feel this safe and calm.” And you do tell him that, almost everyday.

Whenever you feel tired, or drained, he always helps you. There’s never been a time where he’s refused to bathe you when you can’t do it yourself, where he’s neglected you when you need a hug. Never. He knows how hard it can be dealing with stuff like that, and with that he knows how upsetting and discouraging it can be to be ignored. He’d never put you through that.

With that being said obviously you’re there to help him too, whenever he has nightmares about what joker has done to him, you’ve always been there to calm him down. You give him his space when he needs it, and when he comes to you with that gloomy look on his face, you drop whatever you’re doing and hug him as tight as he needs it.

Regardless of what happens, you’re both there for each other, one might say you’re soulmates. And you know what? you’ll be very excited to see the ring he got you. 🫢

[undertheredhood]

it’s quite sad that the only thing keeping jason todd from killing himself is that there’s a very probable chance of him being resurrected again, which is the last thing he wants happening.

[magnoliasandarson]

Sometimes I remember that Jason Todd clawed his way out of his own grave and wandered the streets for *months* without Bruce (or any of the Bats) noticing anything, and I am filled with rage.

Hope y'all are having an excellent Wednesday.