#streamer jason todd

[sammygrimoire]

An infamous streamer, Ghost_king(too obvious, i know), known due to hero forum/analysis channel gets popular after multiple thirst edits of a really well built man doing, mostly, somewhat, off cam interactions with him, or just walking across in the background and promptly get even more popular when an edited clip of a live stream video was uploaded about the chat asking about it.

Ghost_king:(with half his face mostly obscured as usual, but still manages to come off animated and very expressive) that was my... uh, boyfriend?? Actually...wait, no, um, I'm engaged? So, technically he's my fiancés..?

The whole chat blows up; congratulating him being engaged and spamming about why he sounded confused/hesitant.

Ghost_king, casually answers: oh, it's cause he didn't really have a choice

Video cuts off just as the chat starts spamming multiple asks, popping one after the other. Ghost_king's face blanking out before a look of horror dawns and as he lunges toward the camera.

Ghost_king: wait, no-

Multiple theories and reddit forms got uploaded left and right; ranging from the streamer, Ghost_king, was blackmailing his boyfriend/fiancée in being a relationship with him, Ghost_king being a heir to a mafia and (considering how overly well built the other guy is) was actually his personal bodyguard before the engagement but then was forced to be wed after Ghost_king fell in love and demanded it.

Theories after theories, some more well thought out and others just straight up outrageous. It didn't help that Ghost_king disappeared after that abruptly cut offed stream.That information even managed to catch the batfam's attention. Specifically was brought up by Tim/Steph, out of curiosity and concern had an investigation started about it. Meanwhile, Jason seems a little too quiet.

[wil-fae]

Guess who's back with the streamer AU !!

Part 1

Part 2

I adore the thought of them fucking around with shitty vlogs and gameplay

Anyways, sorry again for the lack of posts, life has been wild lol I got a kitten, the school year is starting again soon, and I got a new tablet (these doodles were done on the tablet !) I also got into my other interests a bit, so my posts may not just be focused on the batfam, I still love em but my other interests are slowly creepin in lol hope you guys don't mind, I may do a proper introduction later as well <3 anyways, toodles

[ambrosethedarling]

Take some wips ✌🏼

[slayerkid]

Streaming making some Jason Todd Emotes right now!

Currently working on the Jason Todd emotes that I will sell on Etsy!

Feel free to watch the stream here! And if you are looking for some Batfamily emotes to use for Discord or Twitch, click here to see my store!

[jasontoddslittletoe]

OK HEAR ME OUT!!!!

either CamGirl!Reader and TopDonator/Fan!Jason, or vice versa, CamBoy!Jason and TDFan!Reader.

Just going from watching a stream to DMs. Maybe some crazy phone sex? Bluetooth toys?? Some personal videos js for their fan??? The streamer getting some pics back???? Who knowsss 👀

Oh baby. I’m listening. Loud and clear.

Jason Todd found himself watching different girls frequently. He’d send a few bucks, get himself off, move on, never go back. He thought with you he’d do the same. You were new, only in the industry for a few months now, but you had quickly gained a following.

They liked the innocent look you had to your face, but the way those dirty, disgusting men would degrade you and you’d get ten times wetter than you were originally said otherwise. However, no one payed you as well as Jason did. So when you started up your stream and noticed his name pop up first you didn’t think much.

The side of the screen showed the preferred amount to get you going, the pink device shoved into you set at a very low vibration. Barely enough to even get a whine out of you honestly. You welcomed in some of the older people with a sweet smile.

Then there goes 30. Before you could thank Jason for the donation the vibrator went off and you shivered. Rub yourself for me. That’s what it read. You let out a small giggle, “30 isn’t enough to get me to rub one out for you.” That sweet voice of yours rang out through the speaker of his phone and he groaned. Nearly creaming his pants at just that. No you were different. He liked you.

Jason kept coming back for you. He liked the stubbornness you put up when he sent you “small” amounts politely asking you to do more for him. But he didn’t like the idea of seeing those pretty fingers shoved into your weeping cunt while others watched as well. They could pay for that themselves.

After a few more streams he found himself in your DMs. Sending 2k for a private video of you doing whatever YOU want to make yourself cum. You were stunned to say the least. You make more than that per stream. But you’ve never had someone send that much at once!

The squelch of your pussy clamped down perfectly on that small glass dildo drove him mad as he watched you. His rough hands rubbing himself at the same pace. “Thank you Jay!” You squealed. He loved the way you gave him a perfect view of your cunt from the back, the arch of your back, just- everything you gave him!

Things got deeper between you and your new top donator and he offered to pay for a video call. You immediately accepted his request and made him aware of your “money per minute” policy which he brushed away. The call started off great, he was really cute, he was nice, funny, yadayadayada.

But now he had you under his control. Shaking his head whenever you stated you were so close to cumming- and yet another perfect orgasm RUINED! He kept up with you though, didn’t cum himself until he let you. But my golly your mouth watered everytime he stroked his fat cock on the screen.

“You close, mama? Wanna cum with me?” He huffed over the sounds of the lotion he applied to his cock as he stroked himself mercilessly. You responded to him needy.

“Please Jay- lemme cum with you, wanna cum with you!” You nodded vigorously, the fat tip of the silicone toy prodding at your cunt with every flick of your wrist, your fingers rubbing harsh circles onto that sensitive nub.

“Bet you’re wishin’ that was me, huh pretty.” He grinned, pretty white teeth on display. He made you feel seen, above sex. Above what you do. He even stayed long enough to make sure you were okay after your breathtaking orgasm.

He’s coming back. Because with you he’s never felt like some virgin schoolboy who hasn’t gotten the chance to hit puberty.

[incorrectbatfam]

What your LEAST favorite batfam member says about you

Dick Grayson: You think life is over and people become shriveled-up hags at 30

Jason Todd: You're an Arrowfam stan

Tim Drake: Your favorite Robin is either Jason or Damian

Damian Wayne: You call children "crotch goblins"

Duke Thomas: You own something from your childhood that would be worth a lot of money now had you not taken it out of the original packing

Cullen Row: You've spent a lot of your early teens struggling to accept your identity and in doing so behaved like a douche on Roblox

Stephanie Brown: You created a TikTok to make fun of TikTokers but that doesn't change the fact that you're still on TikTok

Cassandra Cain: You were weirded out by the alt kids in school only to realize later in life they had more courage than you by expressing themselves without caring about what others think

Barbara Gordon: You had a college reading level in 6th grade that stopped mattering once you entered college where everyone was the same as you and you're still salty about it

Harper Row: Your parents didn't let you dye your hair

Carrie Kelley: You had an unhealthy relationship with a stranger on Discord where you learned the meaning of gaslighting firsthand

Kate Kane: You didn't like the Barbie movie

Helena Bertinelli: You had a crush on someone who was way out of your league but took a shot anyway and they rejected you and now every time you see someone pretty you seethe with envy

Luke Fox: You think you can take a grizzly bear in a fight when your only hobby is watching Twitch streamers and eating cool ranch Doritos

Bette Kane: You had a Wattpad Mary Sue self-insert who had all the members of One Direction falling for her and was a vampire wizard demigod that won the Hunger Games but that's a secret you plan on taking to your grave

Alfred Pennyworth: Britain fucked over your country

Selina Kyle: You know a lot about sex for someone who hasn't even gone on a date

Bruce Wayne: You stand by your guns when you say eat the rich and don't make exceptions for the "wholesome" billionaires

[fanfic-writer-and-rambler]

Art by @jjmk-jjmk

Happy Birthday Jason!

Jason Todd locks his apartment door, sits on his couch and reads from a novel.

Cass: Hi Jason.

Jason: Jesus!

Jason falls of the couch. He laughs when he sees it's Cass.

Jason: Hi Cass, I'm not going to yell at you, but how did you get in my apartment?

Cass: I broke a window and snuck in.

Jason spots his window smashed with glass on the ground.

Jason: That's normal, I'll fix it later. What do you want?

Cass: Happy birthday.

Cass pulls out a wrapped present from behind her back.

Cass: It's a book, as you can see, a special book. I got it from Barnes and Noble.

Jason: Thank you so much. I'll open it later.

Cass, squinting her eyes: Hm.

Jason, remembering the girl can read the body for emotions: No, I'm fine. Don't do that thing you do. I like the gift, I don't do anything for my birthday is all.

Cass: Wait, what? But why?

Jason: I never felt like doing anything and then being brought back from the dead... Definitely sours that more. I just hang out alone until midnight or go on a mission.

Cass: I can see that, but Jason you've got even more reason to celebrate your birthday. You were brought back to life and can celebrate your life returning. Why pass on that?

Jason: You're too young to get it.

Cass, not bringing up she's technically older than him: Hm, age or not, I do understand the feeling, I was raised by a bad man who wanted me to be nothing but a silent assassin. For years I battled with the thoughts of if I deserved any happiness or a birthday, but some really awesome people reminded me that I am worthy of happiness and enjoying a birthday party and some mediocre cake. You deserve the same thing, Jason. I mean that.

Jason: I- Dang it, I can't say no after you said all that sappy shit. I'll go, but I won't enjoy it!

Cass: Don't worry, Dick said he'd sneak you out if you didn't want to stay for long.

Jason: He would say that.

Jason stands up and grabs his coat.

Jason: Wait, let me open this gift of yours.

Jason tears the paper off seeing a journal and pen set.

Cass: Technically it wasn't me who picked it, Bruce wanted to get it for you, but... Well...

Jason: Yeah, he's Batman, has to maintain that. Thank you though, I really do love this.

Jason hugs Cass.

Jason: Let's go.

Cass: Hold on, we go through the window, cause it's secretive.

Jason: You just want to go through the window again, don't you?

Cass nods.

Jason: That's why I like you.

...

Jason and Cass arrive at the Wayne Manor.

Jason: How much you want to bet they're still setting up?

Cass: I think they're fully set up and everyone has arrived, but someone will fall off a ladder.

Jason: Let's see.

Jason opens the door and Bruce is on a ladder hanging a fallen streamer and falls accordingly.

Bruce: He showed up?!

Jason: Okay you were right.

Cass: Yeah, that's Bruce for ya.

Damian: Everything is set up, father just wanted to fix that one straight streamer for some reason.

Bruce: Nothing can be out of place. I'm fine by the way.

Bruce stands up.

Bruce: Um, welcome... This is a surprise to everyone.

Jason: I can see.

Dick Grayson: Happy Birthday! Holy crap you actually came.

Dick runs to hug his brother. Jason lets him do it, but quickly.

Cass: I told you I could do it.

Tim: Dang it!

Tim passes Stephanie 50 dollars.

Stephanie: And I have birthday money for the birthday boy.

Stephanie hands the money to Jason. Tim crosses his arms annoyed.

Jason shakes his head: Okay well, I'm here let's get this over with.

Bruce: That's the spirit. I'm glad you finally showed up to one of these.

Bruce takes Jason to the party room and everyone Jason knows and cares about is there.

Jason isn't a big birthday fan, but he couldn't hide that it was worth going to this one and feeling appreciated.

Happy birthday Jason Todd. 🎂

[sinnersweets]

DogDay x Reader Valentines Special

A/N: This is set a few months ahead of the actually story. I hope you all like this and Happy Valentines!

Today was Valentine's Day and Playcare did not slack with the decorations. I should’ve known since for Christmas they didn’t hold back on the decorations either. I laughed thinking back to that day. DogDay was so excited to give me his present. I looked down at my wrist and admired the handmade 'friendship' bracelet that he gave me. On the bracelet was his name and on his was my name; well actually it said 'Angel' which is my name for him so yeah, haha. I gave him a handmade bandana. He hasn’t taken it off since then. Well unless he needs to get cleaned then he’ll take it off but other than that nope.  

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As I exited the cable car there was a lot, and I mean a lot of hearts scattered around the place. There was some on the lamp post, on the floor, everywhere! I noticed that around the statues of the Smiling Critters were streamers with hearts. There also seemed to be string hanging down from each of their hands, er, paws..feathers..whatever. It seemed like there was supposed to be something attached at the bottom for each of them but there wasn’t. I’d have to ask someone what it’s for.  

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The counselor's office was decked out with streamers, candy, balloons the whole fixings. I set my stuff down in the lounge for us helpers and took out some Valentine Day cards that I made for the kids that were normally assigned to me and DogDay. As I was heading out, I spotted Sarah, Catnaps helper and asked her if she knew what the strings were for on the statues. “Hm? Oh, so like at the end of the day all the Smiling Critters are gonna go in the playhouse and us helpers must write some sappy crap for them on this big heart and attach it to the string. We do it allll the tiiiime. Oh, and like when we’re doing that, they’re in the playhouse doing the exact same thing. It’s dumb.” It didn’t sound dumb to me; it seemed sweet. I haven't been here as long as the other helpers, but I was looking forward to this. I thanked Sarah and made my way to the school. 

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It looked like Cupid himself threw up everywhere. Along the walls there were hearts with the children’s names. I recognized a few of the names: Miley, Jason, Henry, Todd, and Damian. Damian was a good kid. To be honest, I’ve grown attached to all the kids. I know the day will come when they’ll get adopted, that’ll be the last I see of them. I shook my head and walked over to the art room. On my sheet for today it said that I’ll be stationed here along with DogDay.  

As I was approaching the art room, I saw Craftycorn along with DogDay through the glass. Craftycorn was short enough to not need to hunch over, unlike DogDay. I opened the door and was immediately greeted by the kids. “Angel!” I laughed as I shut the door. DogDay chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck. Craftycorn waved hello and DogDay picked me up and hugged me like always. “Hiya Angel, we were just talking about you!” As he put me down, I got a good look at his face. He had a heart painted over his little brown patch. Cute. “Oh? And what were you all saying about me?” I set the bag of cards that I had on a table. “We said that we like having you around and that we hoped you brought us our gifts.” Damian spoke out. He had hearts painted on his cheeks. “I like being around you all as well and yes, I have your gifts.” I reached for the bag and started to hand out each of the handmade cards to the children that were assigned to me.  

The kids from Craftycorn looked sad that her helper didn’t get them anything, luckily, I had extra to give out. “Look at you Angel, so thoughtful.” DogDay spoke out. “I made some cards for you guys as well but there put away in the counselor's office.” DogDay wagged his tail while hearing this. “Oh, wow Angel, you shouldn’t have.” I knew DogDay was just saying that playfully. Damien told me yesterday that DogDay was hoping for a card from me. “Now, let’s get you all dolled up like me Angel.” DogDay then grabbed me and set me down on a chair in front of him. I came to about his chest when he was sitting like an actual dog would. Craftycorn then walked over to me holding a paint brush with red at the end. I smiled and closed my eyes as she also painted a heart over my eye.  

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My shift was ending soon which meant that it was time to attach a heart to the strings on the statues. I walked around and placed the cards that I made for each Smiling Critter into a little basket on the floor right below the string. After I placed all the cards I walked to right in front of Dogdays' statue and attached the giant heart onto the string. “I hope he likes it.” I said to no one in particular.  

Soon a bell rang, and all the Smiling Critters came outside of the playhouse. I spotted DogDay and waved hello and he immediately waved hello back. All of them soon then stood right in front of their helpers and in unison said “Happy Valentines” while handing us a gift bag. “Happy Valentines Day Angel, I hope you like your gift.” I looked up and smiled. “Happy Valentines Day DogDay, I also hope you like your gift.” “I’d be happy with anything Angel; heck you can even give me a rock and I’ll be happy with just that!” He’s so silly. “Well sorry to disappoint but I did not get you a rock.”  

I moved out of his way so he could see his letter on the heart. While he read my letter, I opened my gift bag. Inside was a picture of me and DogDay. He was holding me in his arms, and we were both showing off our painted faces. The picture frame was covered in little hearts and dog bones. I turned the picture around and saw a note attached. Before I could read it DogDay snatched me up and buried me into his soft, fluffy chest. “Thank you Angel! This letter means the world to me. I promise I’ll cherish it forever and ever!” I laughed at his reaction. Dogday then held me up to his face and moved me closer. His nose booped my nose. “I love you, Angel.” “I love you too, DogDay.”  

[gatorbites-imagines]

Can you write jason todd with ftm reader where he defends him from transphobia in public? I need my big beefy boyfriend to beat up transphobes for me pls. Thanks and happy pride ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜

Jason Todd x FTM reader

Headcanons

idc what anyone says, gotham knights Jason is beautiful to me

Hallo zusammen. Happy pride. My teacher decided last second to change everything about my next exam, so ive been stressing. So to make myself feel better, here’s some Jason going to pride with his BF.

As much as Gotham is a shithole filled to the gills with crime, its got a large demographic of LGBT. Even the heroes and villains are somewhere on that spectrum, which also means none of them target the local pride parades.

But like any pride parade, there are bigots at the sidelines. Now, Gothamites don’t do stupid well, so most are sent packing before they can even start up with their usual theatrics. Are you gonna yell homophobic slurs at poison ivy? Or when Killer Croc is walking by wearing rainbow streamers?

That doesn’t mean there aren’t stupid that sticks around. They are rarely locals, since even the most hateful locals know not to be dumb enough to cause a ruckus the one place the villains and vigilantes get along and have the same goal.

Not every hero was suited up though, seeing as you and Jason were walking side by side along with everyone else. Jason was wearing a less flashy outfit, mainly because he doesn’t do bright colors too much, but your sexuality and gender were more out in the open.

At least obvious enough for some hateful person to spot that you’re trans. And since you look like an easy target, amongst Gothamites at least, they decide to focus on you with their hateful rhetoric.

Insults weren’t anything new slung around Gotham, a city where you would get called a bad nickname more than your actual name. but it was never focused on something like your gender, your sexuality, or your race. It would be something like the fact that you wore ugly shoes, or that you ate weird.

which was why it catching the attention of more than just your boyfriend when the transphobic slurs get thrown at you. Apparently, you freezing up at the slurs seem like a win to these people, as they start yelling and jeering at you even more.

 Surprisingly it isn’t Jason that throws the first punch. Its some random chick wearing a lesbian flag over her shoulders and purple ladder laced boots. Her punch seems to unleash what everyone had been holding in, not wanting to give these bigots any attention.

Jason gets his own punches in of course, specifically targeting the people that had been yelling slurs at you. And as much as you hate this city sometimes, seeing people from all across the board come together to beat up bigots seems like its as unified as Gotham is ever gonna get.

Some other people wearing pride flags or colors come to check up on you, but you are honestly too busy watching Jason throw a guy with an offensive sign across the pavement.

The other people nod approvingly at your boyfriend. Fun to think Jason, the most Gotham guy you know, gets the approval from the Gotham gays.

When Jason comes back, he’s still jittery, his blood clearly rushing from the confrontation, but a couple of kisses and thank you gets him to settle down for the most part. He ends up more colorful than he would like, being given flower crowns and different lanyards and sashes. But hearing you laugh is enough to make him put up with it.

And if you’re wondering where the heroes were? Well, they just happen to have been busy with something else, even if Red Robin had been sitting on the ledge of a building, wearing his own pride flag the entire time.

You and Jason can both tell he won’t hear the end of this when you guys get home later. At the end of the day, the hateful speech doesn’t weigh too much on you, knowing that not just Jason, but Gotham as a whole, would chew up and spit anyone out who tried it.

[queenoftiddies]

JASON TODD x READER: BIRTHDAY EDITION

(It’s everyone’s favorite’s birthday today, so I had to write a little headcanon thingy)

(No use of Y/N, no specific gender, Skin tone, etc, anyone can read)

(I’m a lil rusty on these so don’t judge.)

Jason didn’t really celebrate his birthday much, until his S/O did. The last thing he expected when he got home from patrol, after a few “Happy Birthdays” from his family and friends, along with a gift from Roy was for his S/O to be wide awake, their shared apartment covered in balloons and streamers with a store bought happy birthday banner, and his S/O leaving the kitchen and walking in the kitchen with a cupcake in each hand, one with a Red candle sticking out of the icing, singing Happy birthday with a tiny smile on their face. After setting down the cupcakes, Jason opened the bag of presents his S/O got him, within the birthday bag being a collection of some of his either favorite books or books he just needed after losing his copy or just wearing it out, along with a tiny Red Hood plushie

And as he and his S/O sat down to have their cupcakes, Jason did manage to notice their S/O getting icing on their lip, taking the opportunity for a “Birthday kiss” as a birthday kiss from his favorite person.

Jason Todd never really celebrated his birthday, but he certainly started when his S/O did.

[miryum]

"Valentine's Day"

Summary: Detective!Jason Todd x detective!Reader based on Jake and Amy's relationship

Series Warnings: Swearing, descriptions of violence (but nothing descriptive), guns and other police stuff

Series Masterlist

The bullpen was decorated in red and pink hearts, streamers thrown around haphazardly. Multiple Cupids were stuck in the holding cell and Damian had a cup of heart-shaped lollipops on his desk. Cass wore a red sweater, a rare, colourful sighting. 

It was Valentine’s Day. 

And Y/n’s desk was filled with crap. “What’s all this?” Captain Wayne strode past, pausing at Y/n’s desk. His eyes scanned over pictures, police reports, a comic strip, a takeout menu, and a stub to a baseball match. 

“It’s a shrine dedicated to Jason,” Cass said. 

“She spent all of last night uncovering these keepsakes.” Damian outed Y/n to the entire precinct.

“Nuh-uh!” Y/n shook her head. “I had them all ready to go.” She smoothed her hands over the memorabilia, looking proud of herself.

“Oh, please.” Damian rolled his eyes. “You spent last night panicking because you couldn’t recall where you kept the bookstore photo.” He referenced a candid of Jason Y/n had taken one day. Jason had been in a bookstore, frowning intently at the summary of a book. His brows were furrowed and he was still recovering from a bruise on his jaw a perp had given him. The photo had been taken at an odd angle and the lighting was dim and washed out, save a stream of ethereal sunlight filtering through the bookstore window. It was Y/n’s favourite. “Until she realised it was on her fridge.”

“Shut up,” Y/n mumbled. 

Wayne was astonished at Y/n’s speechlessness, something he had never witnessed before. He was about to comment on it when Jason entered the precinct, gripping his coffee. He halted by Y/n’s desk, sighing heavily. “Please tell me that isn’t what I think it is.”

“Oh, it definitely is,” Y/n grinned. “Do you like it?”

“Not one bit.” He picked up a police report. “What was this? The first case we worked together?”

“Yep,” Y/n said. She pointed to another case file. “And this was the one where we had to pretend to be married for the sake of the case. That one was the best.”

“Hm. And wasn’t this the baseball game we got to go to when a perp decided to hide in the crowd?” Jason remembered, gazing at the baseball tickets.

“And the comic strip you thought I would like,” Y/n smiled softly. She ran a thumb over the Calvin and Hobbs strip. 

“You still have this?” Jason laughed in astonishment at the takeout menu.

“Yep. Our first all-nighter meal. But this isn’t all I have planned for this wonderful day,” Y/n exclaimed. “No, no. This is only the first act. I have a whole performance planned for you, honeybear.” 

“Honeybear?” Jason’s brows knit together in confusion. That was a new one.

Y/n scrutinised him and called out, “Steph, put ‘honeybear’ at a three.” Steph yelled back in agreement which only made Jason more confused. 

“A three? L/n, what are you talking about?”

“I’m trying to find the best pet-name for you based on reaction. You didn’t seem that flustered by ‘honeybear,’ so it’s only a three. I need to find the perfect ten.”

Jason swallowed and nodded once. “Good to know.” He planned on dampening his emotions for the rest of the day.

“The second act of our performance is me serenading you.” Y/n flung open her bottom desk drawer to reveal the small electric keyboard that Jason had bought for her after solving the case with Hercules Muffin Man. She hit a button and the beginning tunes of Elvis Presley’s Can’t Help Falling in Love started playing. “Whyyy-se mehhhn sayyyy…. own-ly foools ru-shin in…. But eye can’t hell-p fall-in’ in love… with you….”

The Cupids in the holding cell laughed and cheered along. Jason buried his face in his hands and slumped down in his chair. “Oh my gosh I hate this.” Damian held up his phone, the flashlight turned on. “Please make this stop,” Jason groaned.

“Lie-ck a river flo-es… new-new,” Y/n vocalised along with the background music. “Sure-lee to the sea… new-new… Dar-ling so it goses…. Some thhh-ings are men-t to bee…” 

“This is absolutely terrible.”

Captain Wayne shut his door and closed his shades. Cass wished she had that kind of privilege. Dick hummed along, continuing with his work.

Y/n hummed along, slowly losing herself to the music. Jason peered at her from around his computer, noticing the shift in her attitude. This wasn’t for the sake of attention anymore. This seemed more personal. “Take my hand…” her singing became more melancholic and truthful. “Take my whole world too… For I can’t help… Falling in love with you…” She glanced timidly over to Jason who she found to be staring softly back at her with an unreadable look in his eyes. “Darling, so it goes…” Jason flushed, blood rushing to his cheeks and neck. “Some things are meant to be…” After a moment of silence, she muttered, “Steph, put ‘darling’ down as an eight.”

“For the third instalment of our little performance,” Y/n said around lunchtime. “I have prepared a lavish meal.” Out of the community fridge, she pulled out a pink cake with a slice missing. “Wait, who the hell ate Jason’s cake?!”

“I am so sorry,” Tim called from the bullpen. “But it was two A.M. and I was incredibly hungry.” 

“Fine.” Y/n rolled her eyes. “Jason, here is your partially eaten cake.” She plopped the mass of sugar in front of the man. “I hope you like it- even the part in Tim’s stomach.”

“You bought me a cake?” Jason asked in disbelief.

“Technically, no… I made it. You’re welcome.”

“You made this?! Y/n, how long is this gonna go on? I mean- oh my gosh, this cake is good. How the fuck are you a good baker?” Jason stuffed some more into his mouth before continuing. “I mean, seriously, you can’t spend the entire day coddling me.” 

“Why yes, I can, dear Jason,” Y/n said. “You know why? Because today is the marvellous day when Emperor Cladius executed a dude named Valentine ‘cause he was fine with soldiers marrying.” 

Tim frowned at her. “How do you know all that?”

“The internet.” 

“Ah.”

“Just tell me our secret ingredient,” Jason said. “And I will marry you.”

“Be careful what you promise, baby.” Y/n winked and Jason blinked and swallowed harshly. “Stephanie, ‘baby’ is a six.” 

“Got it!”

“I’m not touching that.” Jason grimaced at the piece of evidence lying in front of him. 

“I’m not touching that: Title of your sex tape,” Y/n muttered, sitting opposite him, typing away at her computer. “I’ve touched grosser shit than that,” she nodded towards the chewed-up wad of gum.

“I’ve touched grosser shit than that: Title of your sex tape,” Jason retorted. 

Y/n gaped at him. “Oh my gosh, I love you.” Jason’s lips parted and his stomach dropped. 

She’d said it before. She had said the words “I love you” to everyone in the precinct at least once. They were her family- her life. Of course she loved them. And yet, Jason desperately wished for them to be true. To be more than another common thing she said out of excitement. He rubbed the pad of his finger along another, wishing that instead of touching himself, he was touching her. Y/n watched him intently, an unconscious smile gracing her face. “I’ll wait,” she whispered. “I’ll wait…”

“L/n!” Dick called from the other side of the bullpen. Y/n bounded up from her chair to see what her sergeant wanted; Jason watched her go. 

“I swear, if you hurt her,” Damian growled. “No one will ever find your body.” 

“You work with a group of detectives,” Cass sighed a laugh. “And given that Brown and I just heard your murder threat, I’m pretty sure we would track you down.” 

“I would go off the grid.” Damian glared at Jason. “I would change my name and appearance. I already have a bag waiting for me at home.” 

“What is your life?” Steph exclaimed. “You’re a law student. Why do you have a Quick Run Bag?”

Damian shrugged. “Just in case.”

“Sometimes I worry about you,” Steph said. “And then I realise I work with an incompetent lovesick fool and I realise you’re not that bad.” 

“Are you talking about Todd or L/n?” Cass raised a brow and Steph snickered along. 

“What d’ya need, Sarge?” Y/n skipped over and leaned on Dick’s desk. 

“These cases have to go down to filing,” he handed her some stacks of paper. “And I need you to tell Davidson he’s approved for his week off. And please,” he looked up at her with tired eyes. “Stop tormenting Todd. Usually, I’d love to see it, but we’re a bit swamped today.” 

“Ah, Sarge,” Y/n pouted. “How dare you get in the way of love? Don’t you love Kori? And your kids? I thought you of all people would understand!”

“Just… don’t make him quit.” 

“No promises!” 

“The climax in my performance here today,” Y/n swooped over to Jason who was just trying to do his work in peace. “Is the one I’m most excited for. Dami, go!” Damian obediently hit a button on his phone and through the same speakers Y/n had once used to welcome Captain Wayne, she was now playing Ma Belle Evangeline from the Disney movie Princess and the Frog. “You once said you loved this movie as a kid, so I thought it was fitting,” Y/n shrugged. She knelt down on one knee and Jason groaned loudly. “My dearest Jason,” Y/n began, a shit-eating grin on her face. “Here, with this ring-pop I present to you, do I ask for you to make me the happiest woman alive and officially marry me. What’s your answer, dude?” 

Jason ran a hand through his hair and replied, “I’m assuming ‘no’ isn’t an answer?” 

“Lovely Jason,” Y/n seemed appalled. “You can always say no! But if you’re asking if I will stop asking you until you say yes, then correct, the answer is no.” 

“Fine.” The man rolled his eyes to the applause of his coworkers. Stephanie was filming everything. “I’ll marry you. But only for the candy!” He accepted the ring-pop and Y/n leapt up and hugged him tightly. 

“Mr. L/n,” she said happily. “Has a nice ring to it.”

“The final instalment of my grand declaration of love,” Y/n declared at the end of the day, standing over Jason who had yet to pack up. “Is a parting gift.” She leaned down and pressed a loud, obnoxious kiss to Jason’s cheek. Jason tried to concentrate on his work, but he knew that it would be futile with the replay of the simple, yet flamboyant kiss running rampant in his mind. 

“Goodbye, my love,” Y/n hummed in his ear.

“That-” Jason coughed, attempting to disguise his red cheeks and bright eyes. “That may be the ten.” 

Y/n whooped loudly and pumped her fist in the air. Yes! “And we have a winner, folks!”

“I am so happy for you,” Cass said monotonously as she walked by. 

Y/n gathered her things and threw an over-exaggerated wink towards Jason. “Until next time, my love,” she cried.

Jason sighed and muttered, “until next time.” He rolled the plastic ring-pop base in between his fingers.

[blackreaderfics]

Tell Me How You Really Feel | Dick Grayson x Fem!Reader

↳ Pairing : Dick Grayson x Fem!Reader

↳ Rating :  T

↳ Summary : You're a new Titan and the stern and serious team leader Dick Grayson treats you like you don’t exist. Convinced that he hates you, you confront him about what his issue with you truly is.

↳ W.C : ~2.1K

↳ Tags: fluff, misunderstandings, aggressively shy boy dick, mild language, this is Titans DC!verse y'all, dickkory hasn't happened yet, there’s some mild Jason Todd x Reader in here if you squint.

Titans Tower had never been more festive. Gold foil streamers hung along the rafters, Gar’s disco lights spun across the dimly lit common room, and Jason’s playlist boomed on their surround sound speakers. Everyone had now abandoned the living room and gathered in the kitchen, party hats and all, but you lingered behind scrolling through your phone.

As much as being a Titan was hard work, they always made sure to take time to celebrate holidays and birthdays. And after officially becoming a Titan, you were thankful to have friends who actually cared about you, a team who had your back. 

You smiled at the camera roll full of pictures you had snapped with the team: one with a big bear hug from Dawn, another of you happily sandwiched in between Conner and Gar, a selfie with Jason, and one of Rachel, Kory, and you making silly faces. When you flipped to a shot of you and the man of the hour, Dick Grayson, you paused with a frown. 

Hank had ushered you and Dick together for a picture, but you knew he was just trying to get you two to get along. It was no secret that everyone could notice the weird tension the team leader had with their new recruit, but Hank was probably the only one bold enough to voice it out loud.

“How about one with birthday boy, new kid?” Hank snatched your phone from your hands and dragged Dick over by the arm. He hadn’t so much as looked your direction the whole day; in fact, it was like you didn’t even exist to him. You got used to it over time, but it was even worse when others pointed it out. 

“Get closer together,” The brawny man insisted from behind the camera but neither of you moved. Hank lowered the phone and gave you a desperately pointed look. You took a small step closer to Dick and you could feel him tense up. 

“Dick who fucking peed in your cereal today? It’s your birthday act like it.” You glanced up at the man everyone referred to as leader next to you briefly. He looked like he would rather be anywhere but next to you. 

“Smile,” Hank said, which was rather ironic since it seemed he was the only one smiling.

You felt mortified seeing the picture now juxtaposed with the scene in the kitchen in front of you. In the picture, Dick looked uncomfortable—angry even—that he had to even stand next to you let alone take a picture with you. But in the kitchen, however, he stood in front of a birthday cake ready to blow out the candles, smiling at everybody but you. 

Jason, who had come to the living room to pause his playlist, raised an eyebrow at you. “You coming for the cake or you just gonna stare into space all day?” 

You nodded, breaking yourself out of your thoughts. He gave you a weird look, begging an answer but a short “Sorry,” was all you could give him before following the teen into the kitchen. 

Kory latched onto your arm, giving it a squeeze when you joined their circle around the table. “Dick was just singing our praises, you almost missed it.”

“Yea, he was getting all sappy on us,” Gar piped up to tease. “‘Gar, you’re like a brother to me,’” he quoted dramatically before pretending to gag. 

You cracked a smile at the green-haired boy. He always knew how to make everyone laugh. When your eyes flashed over to your team leader, you saw that he was smiling too. You envied that smile that he gave so easily to others. When your eyes met briefly, he looked away almost immediately and that smile turned into something like a grimace.

You frowned and looked away too. One look at you had stolen every bit of joy away from him in that split second. More than being sad, you were embarrassed. It was like he didn’t even think you deserved to be looked at, like you didn’t deserve your place as a Titan.

Jason looked from you to Dick and scratched his head in frustrated confusion. Rachel broke the silence by clearing her throat. “Anyway, how about some cake—”

“No wait, Rach I’m really curious.” Jason finally spoke up. “He still needs to tell us what he thinks about us. All of us.”

Jason stared at the elder Wayne brother with an intensity that rivaled their previous spats. If there was one thing Jason hated, it was authority and unfairness. And to Jason, Dick’s ignoring you was an extremely biased assertion of his role as leader.

“Here we go,” Rachel said rolling her eyes. “Can’t we ever have one birthday party without arguing?”

“No actually, the kid’s right!” Hank raised his voice, gesticulating towards you as if you weren’t even in the room. “Hey, what the hell’s your problem with her?”

Dawn put her head in her hands with a groan. “I can’t believe we’re doing this right now.”

Dick’s eyes were now boring into yours, jaw set with a clench. You stared back, eyes threatening to spill tears at all the unwanted attention now turning towards you in the room. He redirected his attention back to Jason.

“If you must know, Jason. I think you’re a huge pain in the ass.” Dick smirked, bringing back some levity into the room. You could feel the tension in the room relax and everyone seemed relieved for it.

“Ok, we knew that,” Jason continued exasperatedly, “And?” He motioned for the elder to continue, nodding his head toward you rather unsubtly.

“A-And—” He faltered in his speech, flickering his gaze at you. “She’s—” He blinked in surprise when your gazes met and quickly looked down, unwilling to continue.

That was enough for you. You didn’t want to stick around anymore. Not when you could feel tears already escaping down your cheek. You tore away from the table, wiping the wetness from your face furiously. 

“Y/N!” Jason called after you only to be held back by Gar. 

You slammed the door and locked it behind you, throwing yourself on the bed. Now you knew what your team leader really thought of you, and it was absolutely nothing, nothing at all. You didn’t mean anything to him. You weren’t a friend and even much less a teammate. What was the point of being part of a team, if the team leader hated your existence? What was the point of all that training if he never even let you do anything? You were excluded from most missions and left to stay behind because it was “too dangerous”. At this point, you were about as important to him as a plastic bag.

A knock came at the door. You curled into your pillow even more. It was probably Dick being forced to apologize to you. 

He knocked again and you felt the anger in your chest rising. You suddenly had the urge to tell him off. Fuck the fact that he was technically your superior. You had so much patience due to your poor upbringing that you had let his mistreatment slide. You thought that was just how things were as part of a team and you just had to deal with it. But now that even the team was calling him out on it, you couldn’t ignore it any further. 

You opened the door to find Dick standing outside, arm still outstretched in mid-knock. He blinked back his surprise and settled back into the neutral “leader-like” expression you hated so much. 

“We need to talk. Can I come in?” He waited for you to respond. Upon seeing your angry glare, he took a short inhale. “Please Y/N.”

Your heart stuttered against your will. It had been the first time he’d addressed you by name and there was something else stirring in his eyes. His face wore a vulnerability you’d never seen on him before. You stepped aside warily, letting him in.

When the door closed behind you, you spun around wildly to face him. 

“What the fuck is your problem with me, Grayson? Why do you hate me so much? What did I ever do to you—” You hated the fact that you were tearing up again.

“I don’t hate you.” He cut in lamely. When your eyes met, he held your gaze briefly breaking to looking off to the side again. 

“See? What the fuck? You can barely even look at me. Hank had to force you to even stand next to me. How the hell am I supposed to be a part of this team if the leader can’t even pretend to like me? Just admit you can’t fucking stand me.” You continued airing your grievances out at him, growing more agitated at the man’s silence. “Fucking say something!”

“I don’t hate you,” He said again, jaw set sternly. He took a step forward, and you took a step back. “I don’t want to look at you.” Another step. Another step back.

“W-what?” Your back was at the door, and he was now standing—towering— over you.

“I don’t want to stand next to you.”

“I…don’t understand.” You furrowed your brow in confusion, searching his eyes for the meaning behind his words. His professional poise had disappeared and was replaced with something else—something darker. Nothing made sense anymore; He said he didn't want to stand next to you, but you were now practically breathing the same air. 

“And you’re right. I can’t fucking stand you.”

You flinched at his words. Admittedly, you had been cursing at him the whole time since he’d entered your room, but he rarely cursed, and hearing him repeat your words back at you gave you pause. 

You tried to move but he kept you caged in on either side of his arms. You had enough; you heard enough, and now you just wanted him gone. Once he was out of your room, you could resign yourself to ignoring each other for the rest of your time on the team. Fuck him.

“Thanks. I got it the first time so just let me go.” You were hurt, and whenever you tried to mask your feelings, sarcasm came out as a defense mechanism. When he didn’t budge to let you move, you pushed against his chest. “Let me go, Grayson,” you applied more pressure to his chest as a warning. You wouldn’t hesitate to use your powers to make him move.

Dick leaned back, allowing for more space between you. You caught your breath, relishing the newfound breathing space. Instead of letting you go fully, he circled your right wrist keeping it at his chest. You felt his heartbeat erratically pulsing under your palm. 

“I can’t be near you. I…I can’t even hear myself think.” He spoke a little quieter now,  splaying his fingers flat against your hand deepening the pressure on his chest. His heart was beating faster now. “That’s all I can fucking hear.” Seeing that you got the point he was referring to his heartbeat, he released your hand. You watched his throat bob as he swallowed thickly. His face looked flushed.  

 “I can barely look at you because then…you’d probably notice.” He mumbled the last part but you heard him quite clearly. He looked more boyish than ever as he stood before you.

“I’d probably notice…?” You trailed off, hoping he would continue. You were curious mostly not as to what he would say, but how he would say it.

“Don’t make me say it, Y/N” Dick grimaced again. You had come to know this look as disdain, but with the man’s revelation, you were beginning to see that expression in a new light. He looked more embarrassed than anything, and now the tips of his ears began to burn a bright red. Holy Shit. This is what Dick Grayson was like when he had a crush. 

“I can’t pretend to like you because…I already like you. Like a lot. I can’t stop thinking about you-mmph“

You pulled him down by the collar and into a kiss. His initial surprise from your sudden interruption melted into passion as he deepened it, hungrily grasping at your waist to pull you closer to him.

You stopped kissing him for a moment to stare seriously up at him. “What about for missions? You never let me come.” You were beginning to put 2 and 2 together for all the other stuff like the times he would make that weird face at you, or avoid you completely. But you still couldn’t see why, as an active member he wouldn’t let you participate in missions.

“You,” He said simply. He was looking at you fondly now, eyelids languid and lazy as his thumbs rubbed circles into your waist. 

“What about me?” 

“You’re distracting.” His gaze flitted to your lips, “To me specifically.” He added, looking at you with such an innocent honesty that you could only partly contain your laugh.

“You’re such a fucking idiot,” You groaned feigning annoyance. “You’re lucky you’re cute.” 

“Tell me how you really feel.” He grinned dumbly into your lips as you pulled him down into another kiss. 

©️ blackreaderfics // credit to cafekitsune for the dividers

[honey-milk-depresso]

Batboys x reader who is a game/singer streamer

So I'm assuming that s/o is a singer + game streamer from what I can see soooo yeah! I think I went to focus on the gamer part than singer though. Also I could only do this for Dick, Jason and Tim because 😭 sorry ;-;;;

TT o TT

Batboys with a game (mostly) + singer s/o

Dick Grayson

Don’t even get me started on how hype Dick’s gonna be. You game??? And stream?????? Epic-

Dick has played video games with Tim before it’s just that he sucks at playing the modern one sometimes-, so he probably wants to do co-ops with you and maybe join your streams and play with you.

He sucks ASS though in Among Us because he’s bad at lying when he’s imposter and too trusting when he’s just a crew mate. He’s so funny though when you record him while playing with you and your other streamer friends.

“Awww, look at me and s/o walking together and building snowmen! We are so—”

*Kills him* “…” “s/O WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME ARE YOU TRYING TO BREAK UP WITH MEEEEEEE????”*loud sobbing*

Obviously, no, it’s just what you had to do as an imposter and you have to apologise to your sulky boyfriend.

Fun fact: bought your two of those matching cat ears headphones and he’s so sappy, dear god- he loves those earphones.

Also your voice?? IT’S SO GOOD??? You made your own songs and that’s so cool!! No wonder your fanbase is so big, damn-

And he’s obviously your biggest fan! <

Jason Todd

He’s trying, he really is. Because the last thing he played before he died were Game Boys and then he awoken to Wii Games, Nintendo Switches and whatever the fuck those online games are.

Those sus game ads he clicked randomly made him question what happened when he was still dead-

Jason thinks it’s pretty cool you stream gaming content and all, although don’t ask him to play any RPG with you because he’ll rage quit. He will go insane.

Jason keeps insisting on wanting to join your streams in Among Us but like come on- WE ALL KNOW HE’S GONNA START RAGING MORE-

When he gets killed, he calls the imposter a “Joker” 💀 Sometimes you have to calm him down and tell him it’s their role as imposter to do this. Also, when he gets imposter, he’ll kill everyone except you. Like he’s your bodyguard or something and everyone’s out to get you. You don’t even need to be imposter. If you did kill him before, he’ll kill you back though-

He’s okay if you let him play Minecraft together though, he finds it peaceful (on creative mode).

Listens to your songs on repeat while he’s repairing vehicles or hear it live on your stream when he’s reading. Wholesome supportive boyfriend stuff. <3

Tim Drake

Immediately follows all forms of social media you have, and give subs to every time you go live and stream. No hesitation.

He thinks it’s cool you stream games and all, something he wished to do but just doesn’t have much time to do so, and that he has no idea how to start up a fanbase anyways so-

Tim would join your streams every once in a while to play with you and he doesn’t mind any sort of games, he’s pretty good with the controller… well, maybe RPG. Because if he’s doing a multiplayer game like with Genshin needing to join servers and all, most of the time, people wouldn’t listen to his plans and end up dying and then he goes berserk. Only you listen s/o… wHY?? WHY DOES NOBODY LISTEN TO HIS STRATS????

Also, cat ears headphones?? He has one and he looks so cute in it and would ask if you want one too- he only wears those headphones in private though, or in front of you.

Anyways, Tim loves your singing too! Would listen it live or hear it on Spotify if it’s available. If you sing covers, it’s gonna ruin him. He can’t listen to the original track anymore because it’s just not the same-

Overall, gamer boyfriend you got here. <3

[multireese]

Masterlist!

DC

Jason Todd

x male reader

x magic!male reader

dating a Black male reader.

x vigilante male reader

Dick Grayson

GRAYSON

x male reader

Hank Hall

A Helping Hand

Riverdale

Reggie Mantle

Bully!Reggie

Jealous!Reggie

Archie Andrews

Archie Andrews seducing his boyfriend

Friday the 13th in Riverdale

I'm Not Ready

Nate Jacobs

Hooking up with Nate Jacobs at a party.

One Piece Live Action

Roronoa Zoro x male reader hc(18+)

OC's

streamer stepbrother x male reader

Yandere!Roommate x male reader(Pt2)

Stranger x male reader

[undead-red-head]

I forgot to post my own schedule this week- hope to see you there!

[noneknxws]

that one tweet where it’s like “my streamer gets no play” but it’s just Jason

Jason Todd @reanimatedcrpse

The group chat is wild tonight

Jason, over text: You know I’m not like that smh

Dick, over text: my fault

Dick: wait are you asexual I didn’t know this

Jason: No just lame

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> Tim Drake @notacorporateaccountiswear

this is so devastating for you