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hearts4robs · 19 days
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𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐲
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Jason is sensitive. He's so, so, so sensitive.
Jason remembers your touch. He remembers how you hold his hand, how your arms hold him when you guys hug, and how your lips feel against his own. Jason died at 15, he died a fucking virgin. So he remembers. He remembers.
He, oh, so vividly remembers your hands on his shoulders, how they reach down over his ribs and onto his waist. Your hands grasp for support, the tips of your nails leaving behind thin, angry, red streaks over his already scarred skin. It is itched into his brain how you suck at his lip as you break away from him. He almost lets out a sigh of dissatisfaction at the loss of touch.
He eyes flicker over you as you lift yourself off of his lap and onto the floor.
Holy shit.
You look heavenly. You feel heavenly. He gnaws at his own lips as his hips rise, your fingers dragging down the fabric separating your gorgeous touch from his throbbing dick, desperate for the attention. His lips fall apart as your fingers find his balls, fingers bending just right to cub them. He swallows so thickly you suspect he might explode somehow.
He remembers exactly how your eyelashes flutter and how your fingers feel against his most sensitive parts.
He has to remind himself to breathe as you wrap your hand around his dick, slowly pumping him. He remembers exactly how his neck gives out, how his head lolls back and a sigh falls past his lips.
“Fuck, yeah.. Just like that- oh, wait!- O-Oh-“
He remembers exactly how your lips wrapped around him and swallowed his dick whole. How Jason’s fingers clutch the couch cushions and your eyes water once your nose reaches the curls of his recent groomed pubic hair.
And you remember how Jason’s hips and legs shake, upright vibrating as he tries not to cum too fast.
But can you blame the poor man? It’s his first time getting head, let alone deep throated. You remember exactly how his back jumps, arching prettily as his hands flies to cover up his face. You remember how a whimper falls past his lips, quickly turning onto a voice cracking moan as he cums, shooting his cum down your throat with a shaking, twitching motion of his already shaking hips.
He also remembers exactly how you swallow every drop, never breaking the eye contact as you wipe your lips.
Oh, he remembers.
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indulgentdaydream · 2 months
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BEEN WAITING FOR THIS BESTIE
what about a tired and very touch-starved jason wakes up at like 2pm and fem!reader is out of bed??? and he comes and finds them and throws them over his shoulder and brings them back to bed???? because why would you leave jaybean by himself????? unnacceptable???
THIS IS SO ADORABLE WHAT
And the idea of people waiting for my requests to be open is so weird like… what do you mean you wanna read my writings and hear my thoughts??? Y’all make me smile so much I swear
Side note: I’m so sorry this is a month late. And then also another day late than I said I would post.
Side side note: if y’all saw me post this without the photo header…. No you didn’t
M.I.A
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Jason Todd x gn!Reader || Domestic Fluff || Word Count: 758
Warnings: not completely proofread. Gun mention.
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Jason’s pulled himself out of a bad dream. Not quite a nightmare, though something eerily close.
It was one of those rare nights that he had off of patrol. One he where the two of you got to eat dinner together, watch some TV, get ready for bed, then fall asleep in your shared bed. He enjoyed the chances when he got them.
He laid on his stomach under the comfortably heavy duvet. His left arm was bent beneath his pillow, his hand grazing the hidden .44 he had convinced you to let him keep there, the other arm laying in front of him. He kept his eyes closed, clinging to his last tendrils of sleep.
All he needed was you back in his arms and his dreams would turn good again, filled with the smell of your soap and hints of faded perfume.
Slowly, he stretches his right arm out across the sheets, sleepily searching for your form. It drags along the sheets, his entire body only half-asleep.
He’s aware that there’s this… itch in his skin. Not a physical itch. An itch that can only be satisfied by having your arms around him again.
Jason Todd doesn’t count sheep. He counts your heart beats or your breathing. Sometimes both.
He must be laying further to the edge of his side of the bed than he thought. Usually, he doesn’t have to reach this far to get to you when you two drift apart in your sleep.
His hand grazes the wall. His eyes shoot open.
You aren’t in bed.
He pushes himself up with his elbows. A tired, confused, and slightly panicked frown settled on his face, his hair mussed up and flat on one side of his head.
The bedroom window is closed. The door is cracked open.
Then he notices the sound of the tap running in the kitchen.
Jason gets up and out of bed, moving languidly. He pads his way out of the bedroom and into the hallway.
His eyes squint at the light you had turned on as he stands in the doorway. All foggy panic he felt before faded away at the sight of you, filling a glass with water, standing in one of his shirts.
He shuffles his feet. A purposeful noise that he wouldn’t otherwise make as he went about his day, one to get your attention.
You turn around, your glass of water in your hand. You take notice of your boyfriend’s large stature filling the entryway, a sleepy pout on his lips. You give him a smile. He can tell you're trying not to laugh at his fatigued state.
“Want a glass, too?”
Jason shakes his head. He makes his way across the kitchen, his brows still furrowed against the light.
He just wants you back in bed with him.
He reaches for your glass after you sip from it. You hand it to him. Jason takes the cold glass in his right hand, bends down a little, and wraps his left arm tight around the bottom of your bum. He stands back up, now with you draped over his shoulder.
You squeal out a fit of laughter, "Jay!"
He flicks off the light as he exits the kitchen, makes his way back into the hall, then kicks the door to your bedroom shut as he carries you in.
Gently, he sets you back down on the edge of the bed. Once you're properly seated, he hands your water back for you to finish. Seeing your bright smile makes his own lips tug into a small one.
Jason rakes his hands through his hair as you drink. He rubs his hands over his face, digging the heels of his palms into his eyes from a moment, trying to shake a bit of the sleep still clinging to him.
You hand him back the nearly finished glass of water. He watches you shuffled back under the covers, moving over to the wall-side. Your side. He finishes off the last two gulps of your water and sets the glass on the night stand.
He follows you under the covers, immediately pulling you close. He presses a kiss to your cheek and drops his head into the crook of your neck, an arm draped around your waist, the other tucked under his pillow. He kisses your shoulder and gently squeezes your waist once.
Your arms settle around him, "If you wanted cuddles you could’ve just asked, you know."
Jason only grumbles an incoherent response. He shuffles and presses closer to you, holding you tight.
You kiss his forehead and Jason starts to count.
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Ahh!! I hope you like! This is lowkey rushed.
Also you can catch my personal headcanon of how Jason WILL keep his bed, with or without you in it, as far away from the window and door as possible. And you best believe that when you two share, you're getting the wall side so he can act as a barrier for any possible danger that may come in.
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dead-sane-stuff · 8 months
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* Damian telling some story*
Jason: That is such bullshit
Damian: NO IT IS NOT
Y/n: Jason, if Damian says it's true then who are we to believe otherwise
Jason: Oh Okay, but no one believes me when I say I beat the last level of Mortal Kombat.
Y/n: Because that's just ridiculous Jason, no one beats Sub-Zero or Kronika
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workingbynyx · 2 months
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Hi! I was wondering if you'd be interested in writing headcanons of Jason Todd as the reader's boyfriend? Probably like the general dynamic of the relationship, love language, etc. Whatever you think goes best! :)
of course! i can finally use my hcs of boyfie jason to good use oml i have so much in store for you loves 😚
(this has been sitting in my drafts for so long and now that its almost v-day i think its pretty fitting to post this <3 also pls remember that these are my personal hcs so some may be entirely ooc but this is how i imagine him to be okay 😭)
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Very affectionate behind closed doors
Jason wasn't a very clingy person to begin with. in fact the first time you held hands you swore you saw drops of sweat drip down the side of his face, it's hilarious. it took him a while to get around giving physical affection but once he did, hugs and kisses are non-stop. he'll either give you quick or aggressive but gentle kisses or would simply ask you to climb onto him on your shared bed and lay your head on his chest as he sleeps. he'd search for your hand and give it a squeeze when the both of you are in a big crowd (ex; galas, parties) or just rest his hand on the small of your back— as intimidating he might seem, he's just a big baby in your hands.
A pretty decent cook, to say the least
Could be an unpopular opinion but i'd say Jason isn't all too bad in the kitchen, he can pretty much fix up a simple meal if he wants to. The man could either fuck up the microwave or invent a whole new recipe just to fit your cravings, there's no in between. He doesn't want to admit it but he has a secret folder in his phone of all the recipes to your favourite dishes from lunch meals to deserts; so now on every occassion, you can expect waking up to the fresh scent of your favourite food set on the table <3
Midnight joyrides are the best
Do y'all know those tiktok accs that own a motorbike and just drive around with their partners sitting behind them? That's exactly how i imagine what it would be like to be Jason's partner 👊👊 literally like; "bubs put on your helmet" "are we going out? at this time?" "what, you don't want to?" "well, yeah i do..." "good, i'll have the bike out front then" then you guys just drive around on his bigass bike zooming through the city. He'd also have his hands run down your leg that's straddling him from behind at every stoplight possible wkehwjhejwhd
Getting out of bed is almost impossible
The first time you two moved in together was really exciting, waking up finding yourself beside the love of your life sleeping peacefully to eating breakfast and dinner with them too. But as time went by, it became almost your mission everyday to get out of bed without being held back by Jason pulling you back under the sheets. You'd have to be sneaky to move his arm that's wrapped around your waist before his reflexes react soon enough; "mmh, going somewhere?" "jay, i gotta get to work" "10 more minutes love, i promise. I'll just drive you there it's much faster" "you said that 5 minutes ago— i'll be late again!" "are you saying you'd rather leave me alone?" "jace i–" "mhm exactly, so stay a'ight? you could just tell them you caught that flu" "i already did...two days ago..."
Absolutely adores your eyes, hands and waist
I'm a firm believer that Jason is a certified waist-grabber !!! you can expect the rough tips of his gloves glide over from your back all the way to your waist once he comes home from work. He also looooves looking into your eyes and see his reflection in them, the same eyes that showed nothing but pure love and kindness to him. And he also likes your hands; the size difference when you compare them, how they wrapped around his own, and how they cling onto him every chance you get. He thinks it's such a cute mannerism (if you have them too)
He asks for fashion advice, sometimes
Jason'll probably throw on a shirt, jacket, pants and boots then call it day before he met you— but he's even conscious of how colors looked on him now. You were his stylist, often picking out clothes and giving him new looks that you think looks best on him just because he once saw a photo of him and thought the shirt and pants he had didn't match at all. Jason always thought clothes only consists of hoodies, sweatpants, shirts, but now even knows what 'preppy' clothing is after you explained it to him.
His love language is words of affirmation and physical touch
This may vary to some people but i do hc Jason's love language to be words of affirmation and physical touch. Words of affirmation; only because he absolutely loves it when he tells you what he genuinely thinks of you at the moment. "You look great in red", "i'm proud of what you did there", "i love you, y'know that right?", "you look so gorgeous, i'm lucky to have you" and physical touch; because he's totally convinced he can't live without you by his side. Jason would want to be next or near you at any given chance, he'll have you scooted beside him while he reads a book or gently rub his hand against your thigh when he's focused on a movie. Your presence alone gives him the comfort he's always longing for in nights that he's away from home, and you'd glady give it to him.
Very protective over you
It's probably a known fact that Jason is a protective person but when it comes to you he can be over the top in making sure you're okay (especially when you're also a vigilante/hero working with him.) You'll always have to assure him that you're fine and not bleeding to death with a papercut or when you accidentlly stub your toe against the bed. But when you're also a crime-fighter like him, best believe he'll always have you stay and guarded behind him. You had to explain so many times that you could also take care of yourself like he can, though it's understandable why he acts that way most of the time.
Acts all tough, but melts when you're around
Around the times when Jason still had a lil crush on you, he'd never let his guard down and likes to appear cold or tough. But once you were dating he's an absolute shy babe even with the smallest gestures or compliments you give him. He'd only crack a smile at the side comments you make but is mentally falling apart. Or when he can't keep up the act he simply dips his head in the corner of your neck and stay there til he stops blushing like a teen getting his first kiss.
Is a part of the sassy man apocalypse
Sometimes, you question if this man is simply your bestfriend or your boyfriend of how many years. The amount of bickering the two of you end up having is like watching two friends fight over peanut butter vs chocolate. You'd suggest a book you've been reading that he absolutely despises and have a debate right there and then. It's almost like that one Friends scene when Joey and Rachel were giving spoilers back to back at each other LMAO. The man also has an unhealthy habit of popping a hip whenever he stands, your gallery would probably be filled with pictures of him in that stance alone.
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spidernuggets · 24 days
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Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhjtjfiadhus my brain just said how Jason would react to his S/O kissing down his chest, but specifically kissing down his y incision. He might hate it. It might turn him on. My brain is going feral and I need it—
Somewhere in the middle of your relationship, where Jason was getting comfortable being more open with you, he allowed you to see and touch his scars. Obviously, it took him a long while for himself to accept that these scars are permanently on him, in contrast to you immediately accepting every inch of him the moment he revealed his bare skin to you.
It took a longer while for him to let you lightly graze your fingers along his scars. And when the two of you began to become sexually intimate with each other, he'd guide your hands as to where he's okay with you touching.
You really didn't mean to trigger him when you were straddling his lap with your hands resting along his jaw, initiating a long and slow make-out session with him, who was shirtless, on your couch. Then your hands went down to hold his neck, your lips following suit.
You were just too in the moment when your kisses quickly moved to where his large autopsy scar started.
That's when Jason jolted with a big flinch, his reflexes making his hands move from your waist to your shoulders, pushing you back, harder than he'd meant to.
He stutters a quiet string of apologies, lifting you off his lap and walking to your shared bedroom in a hurry. A pang of guilt slapped you in the face, immediately regretting to contain your neediness.
You wanted to follow him to apologise, but you knew he needed some time alone. So you stayed on the couch, continuously picturing the horrified look on his face. You wanted to cry, but it wasn't about you. It was about Jason. You knew his boundaries, and you crossed them.
A few hours in, you were still on a couch, now with a cup of lukewarm coffee in your hands, patiently waiting for Jason to come out so you can apologise.
So when you heard the creak of the door opening, your posture straightened and put the coffee onto the table in front of you.
You waited for Jason to say something as he sat beside you, now with a long sleeved shirt on.
"I'm sor-" You quickly cut off his apology.
"Don't you dare say that, Jay. It was my fault. I knew where you drew the line and- and I crossed that line. I didn't mean to- I really didn't, I just-"
It was Jason's turn to interrupt you as he gently took hold of your chin, locking your lips with yours.
"I forgive you," he mumbles through the tender kiss.
A month or two later, when you entered the front door after a long day of a morning shift at work, you heard a bang coming from the bedroom in which you quickly ran towards it, only thinking of the worst that could happen with Jason.
When you opened the door, a trashed room was revealed. Clothes dishevelled on the floor, the knick knacks from your windowsill were knocked over, and the full-length mirror was slightly cracked.
Standing in front of the mirror, Jason stood, only in his boxers, his face was red, his nose was runny, and his eyes were bloodshot. But what stood out the most were the red lines over his body, particularly over his scars, to what you assumed were harsh scratch lines, coming from his own fingertips.
You dropped all your things and took one step forward, testing to see if he's let you come into close contact with him, which he usually doesn't. This case, it might've been serious because he whimpers your name, failing an attempt of trying to reach out to you as his hands just fall limp to his sides.
You quickly rush over to him, holding his face in your hands, wiping away his thick, salty tears.
You can hear the barely audible whispers of self insults from him. "I'm hideous." "I'm a monster." "How could you love me?"
You shsuh him by gently pushing your lips to his dry ones. You then ask a "Can I?" In a hush whisper, referring if you can touch his scars.
In hesitancy, he nods a slow yes. You start off easy. With his hands. A long scar that went over his hand, just stopping at the wrist. You gave it a kiss. Followed by the scar next to it. You do the same with his other hand.
Slowly, you finish kissing the scars that cover his arms. You do the same to the ones scattered all over his body. His knees, his thighs, his calves, his spine, his lower back, his shoulders.
You saved the big and most obvious one for last. His autopsy scar. Before your lips came into contact, you started with your fingers. You traced the Y shaped burden, drawing a few imaginary hearts and stars here and there.
The only thing stopping Jason from proposing to yoh right now was the lack of a garnet ring. He absolutely adored you, thinking how an angel like you can even love, let alone touch someone like him.
He then broke down, more tears cascading his face when the first kiss landed on the right side of his chest. But this time, he didn't push you away. When you looked up to see if you could continue, he gave you a slight nod. You gave him a small smile and continued your journey down his torso.
For the first time in an incredibly long while, probably since he first got adopted and became Robin, he felt loved. He felt wanted. And that was all you.
You lifted yourself back up. Jason's tears had dried. You lean your forhead to his. You whisper to him how much you love him. How much he means to you. How much he deserves to be loved.
And from that moment, Jason let you love all of him. He let you look at him, and he let you touch him. And from that moment, little by little, Jason started to love himself too.
It was another while before yoh and Jason initiated more sexual advances. But when you did, it was back on the couch, back to you straddling his lap, back to him shirtless and back to a slow make-out session.
It was back to your lips trailing down his jaw and onto his chest. When your lips touched his autopsy scar, you could've sworn on your mother's grave that you heard a whine out of him.
You looked up and saw his head thrown back, as well as his eyes rolling to the back of his head.
Your suspicions were confirmed when he whimpered a "Please, baby. Please, give me more," in which you happily complied.
Your kissing travelled every inch of the large scar, including smaller ones scattered along his waist, meeting up to the messy, black happy trail that led to his waistband.
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dxxdhood · 3 months
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good looking
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pairing: jason todd x gn!reader
summary: jason comes home after patrol, and he looks so nice you can't help but suck him off.
tags: smut (18+), oral (m receiving), hair pulling, slapping, sub!jason todd, dom!reader, brat taming, teasing
wc: 1.2k
It’s dark out, raining hard enough to crack concrete when he finally walks in. Jason’s eyes face the ground as he takes off his jacket and utility belt, bundling them both up and dumping them in the laundry basket to deal with later.
“Hey, how was the patrol?” you call out from the kitchen, fixing up dinner for the two of you.
He trudges over to you, blood finally visible in splotches on his undershirt in the dim kitchen light. “Could’ve been worse.”
Looking him over, you force yourself not to dwell on how attractive he looks in his crime-fighting attire. None of the cuts he has seem too deep. Luckily, most of the blood doesn’t seem to be his own. “No excuse for me not to make it better.”
And even though he’s half turned away and fully trying to hide it, he smirks.
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Waiting in the bedroom for Jason usually never takes this long. You’ve already spent forever looking over every piece of the scenery, including Jason's bookshelf filled with novels he never has the time to read. Honestly, your impatience is making every second stretch out for longer than they need to. And even though you tried not to admit it earlier, you wanted to jump his bones the moment he walked in.
His hair was rain-slicked enough to where it curved across the back of his neck in half-curls, and water droplets ran down his cheeks following the strong line of his jaw.
He walks into the bedroom, then, deciding to finally make good on your promise. You run up to him, not even taking a second to admire him only clothed in a towel, and kiss him.
Jason takes a second to reciprocate. There’s always an undercurrent of insecurity when you initiate something with him, like on some level he can’t believe someone dishes out affection so easily. The thought has you kissing him harder, wrapping a hand around the back of his neck and into his hair, pulling gently at the strands.
Jason lets out a small sound, and you can feel the vibrations of it through your own body. You break away from the kiss, and he doesn’t have a moment to question it before you grab him by the hand and drag him to the bed.
“Glad to see you, too,” he snorts.
You don’t have the strength to shove him down, but you grip him by the shoulders and attempt to push him to the mattress. Jason, thankfully, takes the hint and lays himself down.
“You sure you don’t wanna eat dinner first? It smelled pretty good while I–” You crawl on top of him and kiss him deeply again, scratching your hands down his shoulders and biceps.
“I’ve been wanting you since you walked in,” you whisper into his ear, seeing his eyes widen from your peripheral vision. 
He exhales and wraps his hardened hands around your hips. “Well, shit, don’t let me stop you.”
You move down his body, now sitting on his thighs. He’s entirely laid out for you, only a towel to cover up his bottom half and he’s gorgeous. You run your hands across his pecs and abs, stopping to kiss at his nipples until he whimpers. Jason covers his mouth with a hand, but you grip it and pull it away, daring him with a gaze to try and stifle what you so badly want to hear. 
You pull the towel away, and sink down lower, head only inches away from his cock before you kiss down his v line and bite at his thighs.
“Holy shit–” he gasps, but you continue kissing up the inside of his thighs, getting dangerously close to his cock. Every time he thinks you’re finally going to lick at the base, you go back to lapping at the new bruises you’ve given him. You can tell it’s starting to turn him desperate by how he’s gripping the bed sheets hard enough to tear them, but he hasn’t begged for anything yet, so you continue teasing him.
“Jesus, baby, can you–” he cuts himself off in an attempt to swallow down another moan. Shame on him, didn’t you remind him already?
“Yes, Jason?” you ask sweetly, feeling up the muscles in his ass and thighs.
“Shit! Can’t you just touch me already?”
You respond by sending a hand up to grip harshly at his hair, sucking a particularly nasty bruise at the apex of one of his thighs. 
“Sorry, sweetie, I'm sensing a tone issue,” Hah, thank god you’re the one in control tonight, because you could tell Jason wanted to spank you for that one.
“Fuck! Please, baby, please touch me. I swear I’ll be g-good, just please–” And in response, you finally lick a stripe from the tip of his cock down to the base. 
Jason groans and fidgets, wrinkling the sheets, but you ignore him and begin swirling your tongue around his head. You get close to taking him in your mouth, your lips perched right at his dick, but whenever you sense his anticipation becoming too great, you go back to teasing him at the base or licking at his balls. 
Before Jason even has the time to beg again, you decide to take him all with no warning, and his hips immediately twitch up. You feel his tip tickling the back of your throat, but you shove his hips back down on the bed, and he whimpers at the harsh treatment.
You stare back up at him, and his eyes are so pretty. Watery and ready to spill over if you don’t start moving soon. You take pity on him and begin sliding up and down at an annoying slow pace. 
He sighs, but he places his hands against your head, scratching against your scalp. You reach a hand from his hips to rub at his nipple, and Jason’s body tenses as he lets out a curse, allowing you to go faster and rub your tongue against his sensitive vein.
“Ah! Fuck, please–” Jason begs, clearly unsure of what he’s even asking for, but his face is so tense, sweat mixing with water from the shower, and you know he needs a little something to push him over the edge. 
You slap his cheek and he moans loud enough for your neighbors to hear. Before he even realizes it himself, his cock starts to twitch and he cums in your mouth. 
He looks horrified for a moment, probably feeling like an asshole for not giving you a heads up, but you slide off of his dick, still making complete eye contact, and swallow right in front of him. 
You swear you see his eyes roll back in his head as he slams his head back down on the pillow.
“That’s was– Oh my god, that was–” you chuckle at how thoroughly you’ve broken him.
“Amazing, right?” you snuggle up next to him, kissing his cheek. “Now what about mine?”
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k2ntoss · 27 days
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i think knife kink is really something hot af BUT i don't really think jason todd can pull it out, at least not at first or not really in a way he could carve his name on his lover's skin and it's not like he doesn't want to indluge it, it's that he can't do it.
when he started dating with you it was all cuddling and kissing, soft and sweet, he would let you sleep over his chest and it's even better because jay wears big hoodies that make him feel all fluffy and warm so it's just natural you cuddle him so much and he loves that, being able to hold you and to caress your side while he reads but the first time your hand accidentally (truly accidentally) slid under his hoodie the guy jumped out of the couch completely defensive and that drove to small argument because you refuse to believe that you didn't just scared the living shit out of him but instead thinking he would never really feel that kind of desire to allow you to touch him more.
that's not real, jason is scared you may find out that big scar on his torso. a giant Y-shaped autopsy scar he hates with all his strenght and he has no lie on store to tell you if you ever find out, he doesn't even wear many short sleeved shirts because he has a few more tiny scars scattered over his arms and those are a daily reminder of all the living hell he went throught that very day, he knows scars can be removed but he knows there's no use for him to do such thing because his wounds are way deeper and they will never leave his mind.
jason knows how it feels to carry the mark of something on your skin and he couldn't bear the thought of you carrying a scar he made on you if you both ever got into a nasty breakup. the constant reminder of his existence, of his touch on your body there cutted on your skin like an ugly stain of some bad dream, something you got out of the worse nightmare you ever had.
jason just can't think about hurting you so much.
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krashoutluv · 1 month
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Sorry 🌻 again 🪦
Wait! You’re requests are open I thought they were closed haha 😂
Soooo like 👉👈 IF… IF it would be possible … to praise AK Jason until he’s cryin 👀 and holding one another in the afterglow 🫣
(Also would he cuddle after sex. My first thought was that maybe he wouldn’t at first cause he’s overstimulated but the fact that he would let reader get close enough to have sex has me saying otherwise 🤔 ANYWAY thxxx ❤️ )
yes. yes 🌻 anon. yes.
MID WRITING THIS. NEW REVALUATION THAT JASON TODD LOVES BEING EDGED!! I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL!!
Post writing this, this is for all my people who want to see big ass men turning into a puddle while gettin’ fucked. i don’t completely know what this sentence means but its up for interpretation
Ak!Jason Todd & Crying During Sex (+aftercare)
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(detailed smut, m!crying during sex, m receiving, edging, teasing, praise, praise, and more praise, m!overstimulation, cumming in hole, aftercare, FINE HE’S KINDA SUBBY HERE. )
OK POST WRITING THIS IS VERY SELF INDULGENT. i love my wife ak!jason todd.
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Jasons back is against the bed his strong arms propping his upper body up to watch you. He’s glazed with sweat, eyes blown out watching you slip your hand up and down the shaft of his cock while you suck the tip of his cock; Jasons hips tense, he turns his head to the side and bites his bottom lip harshly drowning out his own moans. A rush of warm pleasure rippled down from his abdomen to his dick, letting out slurred strings of curses while he harshly grips your bed sheets. Before he could cum you stop and pull away, his head drops back at the sudden cold sensation of air around his hot throbbing cock. He’s huffing out deep breaths,”Fuck,, fuck.. do that…do that again.” His voice cracked while he spoke, messily wiping sweat from his face.
You two had been going at this for around thirty minutes every edge leaving him more of a sloppy mess then the last.
“You sure?” You asked, making sure that you weren’t overwhelming him, though still teasing at him by letting your warm breath skim his dick.
“Mhm… please.” Jason looked back down at you “One more time..” his ragged voice trailed off into soft breaths, still coming down from the last high. Your lips started pecking back around his thighs, trailing back up to his dick. You made your way up to one of his veins, slowly parting your lips to lap at it, winning a few sharp breaths out of him before trailing back to his tip. You enveloped him in your mouth and slowly sucked him off again. Out of the corner of your eye you could see his jaw drop and felt his dick twitch ,”Wait, wait, wait.” He frantically stopped you before he could cum. “Oh shit.. oh… fuck.” He quietly cursed to himself his hushed moans managing to slip past his lips.
Focusing your gaze on his blissed out state. “You okay pretty boy?” You cooed to him, Jasons gaze darted to you. you could’ve sworn his skin flush harder then it already was.
“Mmh— Yeah, just.. give me a second.” He croaked out, still trying to maintain his breathing. Mind wandering lost in his blurred pleasure. “Can you ride me?” He asked, his sharp blue eyes hazily pouring into yours.
“Are you sure? It could be a bit much-“
“-Yes.” He replied quickly, his pride bit away him, ushering out that response.
You nod and positioned your body above him, looking down at him to make sure he nodded. You sink down to his hard length and, letting out soft gasps at the feeling of his thick pulsating dick. Jasons hands shot to grip your hips and he shuddered as your warmth enveloped him. He started letting out choked out sounds and rapid breaths, his body slipped back onto your bed. “Is it too much Jason?” He quickly shook his head ‘No.’ His breathing barely slowed. You splayed your hands against his chest leaning in to kiss at his neck, purring in his ear ”Doin’ so good Jason. Love you so much.” He could’ve came from that alone.
“Start.” He choked out, a few more moments of your silky hole and praise could’ve made him cum on its own but he wanted more.
“Are you—“
“—Yes…Please. ” His eyes shot to you, full of lust and a smidge of greed he begged. He wanted more of you.
You cupped his cheek in your hand and kissed his face softly in acknowledgment. You put both your hands on his chest and started bouncing yourself on him pacing yourself faster overtime, your lewd sounds were quiet compared to the strangled pornish moans he let out. “Thats it, been workin’ so hard Jay.” you murmured to him. Cursing with each sensation of your wet skin slapping into his and the sweet praise throughout it, overwhelming feeling of pleasure shot to his dick, he just couldn’t last long like this. “Mh- ohfuck,, oh god,, fuck—“ His skin started to prickle, Jasons body tensed and his jaw slowly dropped into that pretty O shape while threw his head back and sobbed. Eyes rolling to the back of his head, his body trembled underneath you with every thick pulse of cum that came from his cock, stiffly managing to buck his hips up into your warm hole. Tears prickled from his eyes as you rocked against him through his orgasm, streaming down across his red cheeks. You praised him throughout it, ‘Just like that Jason, tell me if you want me to stop.’ ‘Look so good.’ He couldn’t stop himself from moaning and leaving nail marks on your hips in his fucked out state.
You slowed down your hips, almost stopping before Jason rolled his head back toward you, ”Keep going, faster,, again,, mmh.. mhh..” His mind was foggy, his speech was slurred and his voice was treble. “-Tell you when to stop. I’ll— oh fuck...” He was already overstimulated, not wanting to cause him pain you slowly picked up your pace until stopping at something that had him most comfortable. He continued to watch you bounce on him, letting out choked out moans and sobs. You leaned back down and started kissing him while wiping away his tears, continuing your murmurs of praise. He pressed his hand to the back of your hand while you made out with him. Pulling away to get air, ”Such a good boy.” slipped from your lips. He sloppily murmured ‘I love you’s’ against your lips. Jasons grip on your hips tightened he rolled his head back again. Definitely not lasting as long as last time, Jason started sharply panting, incoherently babbling and whining underneath you. Only acknowledgeable thing leaving his lips being, “Dont stop—M’ cumming, m’ cumming.” His body jerked and he arched his pelvis into you, Jason spilled a second load into you. He sobbed out in pleasure for the last time before his body limply sunk back into your mattress. Sweat and tears beading down his face, eyes shut tightly, whimpers leaving his chapped lips, he was such a pretty sight.
“All done?” You said, tenderly raking his hair from his face. All he could do was nod. You pulled off his dick with a moan exchanged between you two, and pecked at his lips. Wiping away the slick line of drool from his mouth before he could. He wraps his arms around you, tilting your face so he can kiss your forehead. You shuffle into a more comfortable position and start playing with his raven locs of hair.
Basking in the afterglow of it, his mind was blank, he took in the sensation of your soft skin against his and matches his breathing to yours.
“Think a pizza place is open?” You ask quietly,” It’s Gotham, there’s always a fast-food place open.” He snickered, pecking a kiss to your nose.
This is just one of those nights where he is reminded of how much he wants to live in your arms. Where for just a few moments he could forget about everything, where the sensation of you becomes the only thing that really fills his mind. The kind of night where he’d love to see you fuck up an entire box of pizza by yourself. The kind of night where trusts himself with you more then anything.
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M’ SORRY THIS GOT SO SELF INDULGENT.
I NEED TO MAKE VIRGIN!AK JAY HAVE THE BEST NUT OF HIS LIFE AND BECOME A WHINING MESS WHILE HES BEGGING FOR MORE.
ITS A NEED.
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mossnymphh · 2 months
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Jason gifting Reader a simple bracelet because it has a GPS in it. Reader knows and doesn’t mind at all as it helps keep his mind at ease whenever they are apart. Reader knows the danger of potential criminals possibly coming after her at any given moment for being with him. But she wants to be with him. She would never have it any other way.
Hi anon 👋
You can take this as both comic Jason and Arkhamverse Jason.
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"I want you to have this."
In his hand there's a simple yet beautiful carnelian bracelet.His colors would be wrapped around your wrist. Though a bell rings in your head because Jason does spoil you, yes, but he looks somewhat serious while he's looking at you.
"Thank you Jay."
Of course you greet his gift with a beaming smile and as he fastens it around your wrist you can't help but ask.
"What's-what's with that look on your face?Something wrong?"
It's the kind of look he has when he's upset about something, or rather,when his life's circumstances are haunting him. Even though it's a mimic that constantly paints his facial features you gotta say that it doesn't suit him. Happiness would suit him much better, ease of mind would look beautiful on him. You can truly sense his worry about 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨.
"I know I should have told you before I showed it to you..but it has a tracking chip in it."
"Figured."
You answer almost instantly, a small smirk on your lips, same as his when he sees your reaction.
"It's either that I'm becoming too predictable or you're psychic or something, sweetheart."
"No, but you lose your shit when I don't pick up right away. I figured you'd eventually put a tracker on me."
You don't look mad at all, instead admiring the pretty bracelet on your wrist. If you had it your way you'd get it imbedded in your body because of how precious it is to you.
"Does me being paranoid bother you?"
He can't help but ask. It's bubbling away in his mind that he might seem controlling and obsessive to you. He is, but he has good reason. Good reasons which you know very well.
"You being paranoid makes sense, obviously. I promise I'll never take it off."
Jason smiles at your admission and lifts your hand up so he can kiss the wrist that the bracelet is on.
"Good, because I can't stand the thought of anything happening to you."
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peaches-creek · 3 months
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Random Jason Todd headcanons i think of when working.
Has a big ass fish tank with all sorts of fish named after all his favorite characters in the book and has 4 tetras named after the march sisters
Has a hair care regimen
Is more nervous introducing you to Alfred than anyone else in his family, not because he’s worried about him not liking you, no, he’s worried about all the pictures Alfred took of Jason in his awkward phase
Has dark grey t-shirt textured sheets
Listens to asmr to sleep on hard nights
Is the little spoon most of the time
Likes tobacco and sweet cologne scents rather than musky
Likes to have at least one body part on you as you read together
Damian, Alfred, and Jason have a book club
Takes you and Damian to the zoo
Hates country music (sorry)
Prefers tea over coffee but likes americanos
Likes when you are in the passenger seat
Wants to name his son sam after samwise ganged
Likes to play board/card games with you and Alfred
If you guys have a place together he likes to buy plants with you and call them your children, and when you guys get into arguments he will (in good fun and to be an asshole) say “you are certainly not talking to me like this in front of the CHILDREN.”
Knows how to knit and sew
Favorite type of dates are the ones you spend quality time just enjoying eachothers presence like you could just be sitting on the couch watching tv or reading and those are such calming moments to Jason
Likes when you play with his head before bed
Loves the show Yellowstone, imagines himself as a cowboy
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lightwing-s · 10 months
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Can you do a Jason Todd x reader where Jason gets flustered easily
The long hours of patrol are often pretty exhausting, draining Jason from every last bit of energy he has on his body. But having his friends around in his night shift makes it suddenly a lot more bearable. Fun even, he could say.
And thus had been his night.
Now, they were a few minutes away from dawn, and enjoyed the remaining bits of the night together. Sweaty, bruised, but happy.
Roy, sitting on his bike behind him, cracked a joke about the guys they had knocked out earlier, while Y/n ordered something from a fast food restaurant they had found in the middle of nowhere.
“Can you stop staring at their ass through the window and pay attention to me for once?” his friend asked, making Jason turn swiftly towards him.
“I’m not staring.” he said, pushing Roy off his bike, while his friend continued to make fun of him and his little crush on Y/n. It wasn’t exactly a secret that he was into them, but he also didn’t want to scream it out to everybody to hear. So after Roy settled down, he returned his gaze to the one inline at the shop.
A few moments later, Y/n strolled their way up to them, paper bag in hand and milkshake on the other. “Ready to go?” Roy asked once more, turning on the engine of his bike.
Jason didn’t hear a reply, as he paid too much attention to Y/n’s lips playing around the plastic straw, feeling his pants getting a little bit tighter.
“Excuse me, Jay” he heard Y/n say, waking him from his thoughts. “Can I ride the front seat?”
Mouth hanging agape, Jason couldn’t keep the pink stain from covering his cheeks. Was she talking to him? Did she want to ride in the front seat with him? Or did she want to ride his… Not knowing how to reply, he had to thank Roy for doing it for him.
“I thought you didn’t know how to ride?”
“I wasn’t talking about the bike” Y/n threw him a smirk, making Jason’s face grow even redder and Roy to fall off his bike from laughter.
Jason quickly slid back on his motorcycle, leaving a bit of space between him and the tank. And in a trance, he said:
“Yes, ma’am”
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a/n: here you can see i clearly have a thing for bikers.
send me a word or prompt and I'll write you a 200 words blurb x
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veryberryjelly · 4 months
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sugar lips
pairing : jason todd x reader
prompt : christmas baking
𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲
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the rest of the world didnt get to see jason like you did.
the world saw red hood, the un-named criminal.
you saw jason, the true softie who brought you tea in the mornings, who cooked you dinner twice a week, who draped a blanket over your body when you fell asleep reading on the couch.
jason, who indulged in all of your spur of the moment ideas.
even if those ideas meant he was baking gingerbread in his pyjamas. at 2 am because you couldnt sleep.
" can you pass me the eggs, jay ?" you asked, glancing up from the bowl you were currently mixing that was filling the room with a cinnamon-y scent.
he offered you two eggs to add to the mixture before leaning back against the counter top, his eyes focused on you instead of the bowl in your hands.
" what're you staring at ? " you questioned with a slight laugh, your eyes not lifting from the bowl as you cracked two eggs into it and continued mixing.
" you. " he said simply and in return a smile spread across your lips and his.
he came up behind you, his arms wrapping around your torso before his head dropped down to your shoulder.
you set the bowl down on the counter and turned around in his grasp, your arms lifting up to drape over his shoulders.
" thank you for doing this with me. i know baking at 2 in the morning isn't exactly ideal. " you said, your fingers threading up through his hair.
" i couldnt let you burn down the kitchen on your own. " he said with a laugh, causing you to lightly hit his shoulder. " you know i'd do anything for you. especially when you smile like that " he said, his hand lifting up to squish your cheeks between his fingers.
you went up onto your toes to press a kiss onto his lips.
when you pulled back you could taste sugar on his lips.
" have you been eating the decorations ?" you asked a slight furrow in your brows.
" how else did you expect me to stay awake without eating the icing ?" he argued.
you couldnt be even remotely mad at him when he looked at you like that.
" ok, just make sure i have enough to decorate, i want to take these to your family on friday "
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indulgentdaydream · 3 months
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Drawing Touches
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Jason Todd x gn!Reader
Fluff. || Word Count: 936
Summary: You wake up on a hot summer night, Jason sleeping beside you. It’s too hot to sleep right next to each other, so why not play a game?
there’s something about shirtless jason and a groggy sleepy voice to match. Also you can see a demonstration of my left handed!jason hc in this and I didn't realize until after.
Side note: i hate the winter and i just really want the warmth even if it’s overbearing so that’s why i made it summer in this fic
Warnings: scar mentions (specifically on back), broken wrist, use of pet names (darling, baby)
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Jason hadn’t gone on patrol. This time, you didn’t have to try as hard to convince him to stay while he was injured.
“I might as well,” he had sighed, sitting on the couch. His cast-ridden left hand (where your name was signed in big bold letters) rested beside him on the arm, “I can’t do much with only one hand.”
Now, the two of you were laying in bed. It was a hot summer night and your apartment had no air conditioning. Again.
You had fallen asleep in a tank top and shorts, the blankets thrown off of you early into the night. You were spread out on your back, trying to fall back asleep after waking up to the sound of a car honking in the street below. You let out a breath. It wasn’t hot enough to make you sweat through your clothes, but it was enough to be a tad uncomfortable. You turned onto your side to face Jason.
You assumed he was asleep. He was also on his side, facing away from you, shirtless. The expanse of his scarred, bare back on full display for you in the dark room. He had basketball shorts on “for decency”, and had kept the blankets covering his legs.
You watched his shoulders rise and fall with his breaths, convincing you that he was asleep. It put a smile on your face, seeing the usually stress-ridden man so calm, curled up on your bed.
Scooting closer, you reached out a hand. Ever so slightly, you began to brush your fingers along his back. Your fingers dipped and rose with the scars there, pondering them.
Some you knew, some you didn’t. Some you remembered him getting. One made you recall how he laid beneath you, coaching you through stitching him up as he tried to hide the pain in his voice.
The vibration of his grumble made its way through his skin and into your finger tips. “Thought you were asleep,” he mumbled out, voice groggy.
Feeling the guilt, you place your hand flat along his back, whispering, “Did I wake you?”
“No,” he flipped onto his back slowly, giving you enough time to move your hand, “Been awake since that car honked. Was watchin’ the window.”
Maybe he hadn’t been as stress free as you had believed, “It woke me up, too. It’s too hot to fall back asleep.”
He rubs at his eye with his right hand. His left one drapes over his stomach, the cast blending into the shadows, “Felt good.”
You looked up at him, “The heat?”
He chuckled tiredly, turning his head to look at you, his cheek squished against the pillow, “Your fingers on my back.”
You smiled at him. The two of you were still a few inches apart from each other, an unspoken agreement that it was too hot to cuddle.
“Wanna play a game?” You whispered.
He hummed, “What game?”
“Turn back around.”
Jason let out a low grumble, very close to a whine, “Wanna see you.”
You laugh again, “Turn!”
He grumbled again, turning back onto his side, facing away from you.
Your fingers returned to his back, “Try and guess what I draw.”
He stayed still as you moved your finger. You drew a big circle, which was a little shaky wherever your finger collided with a bumpy scar. After completing it, you made quick, straight lines shooting out from the circle all around it.He didn’t speak again until you were finished, “Mmmmh… lion.”
You giggled, “No.”
He let out a fake groan, “Flower?”
You shook your head, the fabric of the sheets and your pillow rustling underneath you, “Mm-mm.”
Jason thought for a moment, “Do an easier one.”
You clicked your tongue, but did so anyway. You swiped the flat of your hand across his back, pretending to erase the drawing, before beginning the new one.
You could hear the smile in his voice, “A heart.”
You couldn’t help but smile back, “Mm-hmm.”
He turned back around, “My turn.”
Now you flipped over, facing away from him as he faced your back. He pushed your shirt up to get to your bare back, his finger beginning to glide along your skin. You laughed as he drew a square, “It has to be more complicated than that, Jay!”
“As complicated as your first one?” He joked back.
“It was a sun. It wasn’t that complicated.”
He pauses for a moment, “It was a sun?”
You laugh, “Yes. Now make a drawing.”
He poked your side a little first before continuing. You almost chided him for drawing another square, but he built off of it. A sharp arch above it, with smaller, indistinct details below the arch, in the middle of where he drew the square.
His hand rested on your waist as he waited for you to think and guess, “A house?”
He leaned in and kissed your shoulder, “You got it, darling.”
You giggled and tried to flip back over again, but got blocked by his chest.
“No more,” he hummed. He nestled his head into your shoulder, pulling you back into his chest, spooning you despite the warmth in the room. “Sleep time.”
You huffed, though unbothered by his cuddles, “You didn’t like my game?”
You feel his smile against your neck, “Loved it. I’m just tired, baby.”
His right hand rests against your sternum. You pick it up, kissing his knuckles, before intertwining your fingers together and placing his hand back down, “Goodnight, again, Jay.”
He smiled, “G’night again.”
“Jay it’s too hot to cuddle.”
“Yeah, no, I’m remembering that now.”
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Side note: did any of you play this game as a kid? It never had a name, but my mom and i would do it all the time. It was just a question of “can i draw on your back?” Lemme know!
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yourmomxx · 10 months
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Y/N: You love me, right, Jason?
Jason: Normally, I would say 'yes' without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere and I don't like it.
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kimberly-spirits13 · 10 months
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How You Earned the Respect of the Batfam as Tim’s S/O
Basically headcannons on how the Batfam came to like you
Tim:
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• He always thought that you were kind and intelligent
• You knew your worth and wouldn’t take less
• He had dated some not so nice people in the past and seeing you really raised his standards
• You weren’t friends with him because of his money whether your family had it or not
• You weren’t in it for the fame or the attention and you were understanding of him
• He felt comfortable around you like he could be himself 100% without judgement
• You were a vigilante that hadn’t interacted with the Batfam expect for Tim
• You had come from an intense assassin training, similar to Bruce’s but had escaped when you decided that everything was just messed up
• You went to Gotham and used the powers you had to manipulate officials around you that you had parents and weren’t just living willy nilly by yourself
• That’s when you enrolled in school and met Tim and you guys hit it off quick
• Tim appreciated that he could text or call you at any time and you wouldn’t complain or make him feel bad
• It didn’t take long for you to find out that he was Red Robin
• No one on earth texts you at 2am on the same block every night for weeks on end
• He felt like there wasn’t anyone who would ever be there for him like you
• Tim liked that he had the ultimate companion during patrols, even if you hadn’t been revealed to the rest of his family
• You’re skilled and he doesn’t have to worry about you getting hurt during patrol or missions
Dick:
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• The first time that you two met was when you rushed Tim to the cave because he had gotten badly injured on patrol
• Tim had gotten shot and broken a few ribs and you hauled it to the cave
• Tim wasn’t really conscious during the ride and wasn’t aware that you knew where the cave was/ the entrances
• Everyone was immediately on high alert when some stranger arrived with a near dead Tim
• Dick knew he liked you when you pulled in, rushing Tim into the med bay
• He saw you holding his hand and wiping his hair out of his face while the bullet was pulled from him
• While Tim was waking up from surgery, you didn’t leave his side and continued to hold his hand
• Dick’s heart was melted- one because his brother had a close call, and two because someone was really, really caring for him
• He had seen Tim’s exes and hated them, but he knew that you were different
• You were easy to talk to and respectful to everyone
• You had an agreeable personality and really seemed to care for Tim
• When Tim woke up, he saw how Tim immediately squeezed your hand to make sure that you were there
• After spending time with you that night, seeing how you took care of Tim, and how Tim interacted with you, Dick knew he liked you
Bruce:
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• Bruce saw you coming into the cave like a bat out of hell with Tim and was immediately on guard
• How does this random person know Tim’s secret identity, how do they know where the cave is, WHAT’S WRONG WITH TIMMY MY SWEET CHILD
• After the rush of getting Tim’s situation under control, he also noticed that you never left Tim’s side
• So he knew that you two were in a committed relationship, however, that didn’t mean that he trusted you
• Bruce is a hard case to crack, it really takes some time for him to warm up to anyone
• It was probably a few months into you and Tim hanging out around the manor when you attended a gala with Tim that he really started to trust and or likely you
• Tim was really stressed and didn’t really want to be at the gala
• You were with him the entire time and didn’t leave, even when the paparazzi and media were all being rude
• It’s a very normal thing that the tabloids exploit anything that happens in the Wayne family and you were like fresh blood
• You were poised, collected, calm, and totally indifferent to the comments
• He knew that Tim hated the media and seeing you calm him down and pull him away from some non obligatory meeting with idiots made him feel like he could trust you with Tim
• Not that he’ll admit it
• He notices that whenever you’re around, it seems like Tim has a weight lifted off his shoulders
Alfred:
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• He was the one that helped extract the bullet from Tim’s abdomen so he met you along with everyone else
• I’m sure he knew that Tim was dating someone, but this was the first time he had met that person
• Alfred is a very kind and respectful man
• If he really doesn’t like a person, they know it
• However, if he doesn’t yet know, he treats them formally and without a personal relationship aspect
• He knew that he really liked you when one night, during a busy week of extra crime, you had hauled Tim into bed, forcing him to sleep and shut away his electronics
• Alfred was behind on some housework because of the hectic monitoring schedule and went to bed early
• You stayed up and did the rest of the chores he needed to have completed
• You had always helped out in little ways like cleaning up after yourself (the boys are incapable sometimes lemme tell you, you’re a blessing simply for being normal), you’d make Tim clean his room, and you’d make sure that everything was better than how you found it
• He was so grateful that you had taken time out of rest and decided to help him during a time of need
• It was something very genuine to him since most of the people that the batfam bring home wouldn’t do something like that either out of fear of messing up or indifference
Jason:
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• Jay really wasn’t that difficult to crack
• I mean he’s got a rough exterior but ultimately, he just wants to see Timmy happy
• He knows about Tim’s exes and hates every one of them
• Makes sure that you’re not going to blindside anyone with something you have hidden
• Now what really, really gets him to like you personally was when you had come into the cave with a menagerie of weapons to have cleaned, polished, or sharpened
• Tim was sitting at the computer doing work and you were working on everything else
• He didn’t realize that you were really serious about the vigilante life until he saw you hauling all that mess in
• He realized that you came from a tough background and had grown up and out of it
• These things that happened to you didn’t define who you were and he liked that about you since he had a struggle with that- basically he lives vicariously through you at times
• When he sat down next to you with his gun collection to clean and polish, you struck up conversations on Jane Austen, weapons, crazy childhoods, pop culture classics, and random assassinations that ended up being one of you
• He just thinks that you’re cool and chill and that’s good enough for him
Damian:
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• Also wasn’t really that hard to break
• I mean you were known as the greatest child assassin and he looked up to you when he was little
• Concerning but that’s how it is
• He recognized you immediately and kept a distance
• Star struck Damian Wayne
• Questions how Tim was dating you
• He knew that he really liked you when his pets liked you
• It’s cliché, but the quickest way to Damian Wayne’s cold little heart is through animals
• You helped him train and walk Titus
• Pennyworth liked to sit on your shoulder and survey the house as you walked around
• Damian was the only other person whom Pennyworth would do this with
• Damian was just bamboozled
He also likes that you’re not some mindless idiot
• Most of the socialites that he has to hang out with are zombies who feed off of dollar bills and designer drugs
Cass:
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• Is very, very protective of her family
• She is not one for outsiders and makes sure to know all the weaknesses of new people
• The problem is that she’s having trouble finding your weaknesses
• Tim is obviously one of them, but your stance, your fighting, your regular self just seems indestructible
• She knew personally that this came with tons of training and discipline
• Cass really starts to like you when you notice that she’s not really verbal
• You knew sign language and immediately just start signing to her instead of talking
• Cass really appreciated that you were comfortable getting on her level without second thought
• You watch out for everyone in the family and she feels like she’s not alone in her worries
• You’re basically like a new sibling for her
• You and Cass have a tight bond, the kind of relationship that if you and Tim broke up, you’d still be besties
• She knows that you’re reliable and will never try and use her
• That’s all she wants
Stephanie:
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• I think Steph would be easy to get along with
• Like you really gotta suck for her to not like you
• Steph really likes that you’re a relatable person
• You don’t act like you have a stick stuck up your butt and you’re not dramatically brooding at everything
• Steph really started to like you when one night the two of you stayed up after everyone went to sleep
• You two talked about life over some homemade cookies
• You two talked about your favorite celebrities, movies, pet peeves, tv shows, the reality tv show drama, and anything that you could think of
• Now you’re somehow besties with all of the Wayne girls and it’s great
• She also likes that you can lovingly boss Tim around
• There aren’t many that can do that and it’s pretty apparent
Babs:
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• Alfred was out of town the day that she started to really, really take a liking towards you
• She was always a cynic for some part, but she started to casually warm up to you
• Saw you as Tim’s s/o and not really a friend
• This was until you noticed that she looked really stressed managing the surveillance by herself without the help of Alfred
• You stayed behind for the time that Alfred was gone and helped her run everything
• She was worried at first since she wasn’t sure that you’d be good at computers
• You really happened to impress her though and that won her over
• You were easy to talk to and it also wasn’t awkward when there was just silence and nothing to talk about
• Babs thinks she felt her heart patter when you very sternly talked Jason down from throwing Damian off a building (regular occurrence)
• “JASON PETER TODD IF YOU DON’T PUT THAT CHILD DOWN AT ONCE I WILL PERSONALLY HAUL YOUR ASS TO THE BANK BUILDING AND CATAPULT YOU ACROSS GOTHAM, DO YOU UNDERSTAND”
• She was like 😏
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spidernuggets · 30 days
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hear me out… jason todd feral. and i mean like post a dip in the lazarus pit kinda feral. 🤭
MDNI
feral jason todd, who's pumped after a successful mission, coming home to you with extra adrenaline and a rock hard cock.
feral jason todd, who has his tongue shoved down your throat the moment he crawls through the fire escape.
feral jason todd, who is too excited and already has more than half his armour stripped, and is helping you take yours off.
feral jason todd, whose hands roam your body, placing his lips against every inch of your skin, givung you as much physical and emotional love as possible
feral jason todd, who's giddy and laughing with you as the two of you stumble over a bit of clutter while trying to make it to the bed.
feral jason todd, whose eyes glow a tint of bright green when he finally sees you bare naked.
feral jason todd, who takes a few moments to stare at your curvy figure before his lips and tongue attaches to your skin once more like a magnet
feral jason todd, who is so needy but still asks you if you're ready and if you want him, in which you hold his face and pull him in for a passionate kiss the same time he plummets his greedy cock into you
feral jason todd, who stays still for a second, hovering over you, needing to take a moment because you just feel so good around him and he's trying so hard not to cum in the first few minutes he's inside of you
feral jason todd, who finally thrusts back and forth, shifting the bed with him, making the headboard hit against the wall
feral jason todd, who can't keep his mouth shut and is always babbling compliments to you
"Fuck, you're so perfect." "You feel so fucking good your me." "You're so gorgeous." "You were fucking made perfectly for this cock." "Fuckin' need ya so bad." "Wanna be with you forever." "You own my fuckin' life, sweetheart." "I love you so much."
feral jason todd, who is always asking you if he's making you feel good and if he's doing alright because he doesn't want to hurt you.
feral jason todd, whose dick twitches when you can barely form a sentence because he just stretches you out so perfectly, and you reply with "Fuck! Y-yes, feel so g-good, you make me feel so so good!"
feral jason todd, whose eyes are shut so tight, trying to contain himself as he's coming close to his high
feral jason todd, who has tears pricking the corners of his eyes, trying to find your hand, intertwining your fingers together
feral jason todd, who tells you to cum with him, and when you do so, you both pant out a string of i love yous
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pls tell me i got ur ask right, anon 😭🙏🙏
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