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i was literally practicing driving with my dad on a public street n while waiting for traffic, some guy was staring at me sitting in the driver's seat like this. never in my life have i ever felt so judged before. -signed, nickolas 🪽

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JASON TODD HEADCANONS : ESTABLISHED COUPLE VER! a/n: hey guys... erm so what if i told u that i may or may not have forgotten to upload this a week b4 i went out of town n when i DID get back, the electricity went out for a few days.... smiley face. and that this post is a filler too. heh...

his love language is annoying you, yes. if u think he could get anymore insufferable other then being alive, you are deeply wrong.

he would gladly disturb you over anything, from asking the dumbest questions while knowing the actual answers for it, even while you were expecting him to NOT test your patience, to just linger around you while you do the most mundane tasks.

example: him repeatedly asking you to let him try whatever you were cooking, even though he'd already tasted it ten times already. you unfortunately love him too much. depressing, i know.

he also tries to act nonchalant or mysterious in public even while you two are together, you are not him bro. 👎👎

hogs all of the blanket, or accidentally start a blanket war with you sleeping besides on your shared bed everytime he's asleep - he doesn't even know that he steals the blanket in his sleep.

you attempted to do a cute couple trend with him, keyword: attempted. let's just say that you two are never doing a couple trend in public ever again if you don't wanna end up embarrased.

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can't seem to forget you, even if your dead. jason todd x gn!reader summary: he dreams of you, yearns for you. cw: rushed fic, no beta - we die like the reader, angst, short fic, no pronouns used, somewhat established relationship(?), ooc!jason(?), reader has long since died, yearning jason, too much yearning actually. words: 687 words a/n: wrote this while im like half-asleep n im tempted to just sleep right now the time im writing this, but regarding that - enjoy this rushed fic!

Your touch feels warm to his skin, a contrast to how almost everyone shivered away from his touch, surprised by how cold his skin felt despite the warm weather blaring down.

A shaky, relieved sigh was let out from the man's lips, happy to see you peering down at him lying on the ground.

"Jason."

You called out, to which he nodded his head before responding.

"I'm here, I'm here." He responds, his hands reach out to touch your skin as his form shakily pulls you closer, you look like a saint from the lighting, and how warm you feel.

Eyes that could easily see any emotion in his, and a heart that beats closely to his own, with both of your hearts almost syncing together.

"I miss you so much." 

Your nails dig into his skin tightly, with your head resting against his shoulder before looking at his face again, you look so beautiful.

It was like you never aged a day, it was like you never changed from the first time he ever met you.

He couldn't care less about how messy he looked - about how everything around you two was a blur.

A fog.

Everything felt slow, gentle, and comfortable with you. He could feel his body softening from how a single touch from you alone made him weak.

"Can I?" He asks, a slight hesitation and worry in his voice, with his hands gently holding your face. There you were, still so beautiful. Your eyes, your hair, every little detail on your face hadn’t changed one bit.

Gosh. He feels like a little kid again.

Getting happy and excited.

"You don't even have to ask." You responded, your voice calling out to him like angels singing beautiful melodies to his ear as he began to lean in towards your face.

Ringing. Something was ringing faintly in the background as you looked down at him, before tilting your head downwards.

With your lips slowly leaning in closer towards his, he didn’t care the sleepless nights without you, he didn’t give a damn about how almost everything reminded him of you, even from the smallest things.

Jason finally gets to touch you, feel you, kiss you, see you, and cherish you.

Before feeling nothing but air hit his lips.

"I love you," A voice that was yours, morphs into a whisper, a husk of what you were as you leaned your head away from his.

No, no, no.

Please.

He grips your frame, he couldn't feel the corners of his eyes prickling with tears as he attempts to make you stay with him. Just to be with you a little longer, he didn’t want this end at all.

Only to feel your warmth leaving his arms.

Please, don't go.

Come back. “I’ll always do.” You smiled at him, with your eyes gleaming with those eyes that he misses so deeply, those eyes that he aches and begs for anything up there to give him back what was his.

To bring you back.

It jolts him awake from his slumber, with his breath frantic and uneven - his hands scramble to find your warm hands.

Only to feel nothing.

No warmth, none of that familiar feeling of comfort seeping through his skin, none.

Jason's eyes flutter open to find your side of the shared bed, empty. The only remaining part of you that still exists in his life was your lingering faint smell in the air, it was like whoever was up there liked to taunt him.

To make him go insane without your touch.

Your warmth, your eyes, everything. It was all stripped away from him, as if fate was telling him that even when he finally thinks that he’ll be happy, not worry about his past or anything, eventually, it crushes up into tiny pieces.

Right in front of his eyes.

His head was ringing with his consciousness not fully awake.

Jason felt your warm touch against his scarred skin, only to disappear in thin air again, as if you were a ghost haunting him.

Haunting him for his entire life.

"Jason."

Like a ghost.

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i know this is my fanfic-centered acc but happy bday flatline / nika! may u have another appearance this year 🙏🙏 flatline solo comic when tho -signed, nickolas 🪽

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bandaged kisses. jason todd x gn!reader summary: you bandage jason up ever a rough night out on patrol. cw: established relationship, fluff, short fic, ooc!jason(?), no pronouns used, jason being an annoying fuck, these bitches haven't kissed for a LONG time, could be interept as exes getting back together(?) words: 1k words (1159) a/n: ok i DID NOT like my last two works whatsoever so im trying to find a actual writing style i like - i hope you guys don't mind (TT) but enjoy!

His lips curled into a smile with your hands gently tracing his scarred and tanned skin, the touch of your hands sending shockwaves to his mind but he remained still in your arms.

With his eyes looking upwards at your face - admiring every little detail, it was filled with fondness that not even Jason could see for himself.

Only for you.

The bandages that were tightly wrapped - that you wrapped around his arms - preventing any further bleeding and avoiding infections on the wound didn't seem so bad from how bad he messed up on patrol while you were here with him.

Laying with him, having his head on your lap.

Feeling your warmth below his head made his stomach twist with something he hadn't felt for a long time - genuine admiration.

Jason could feel that the leather sofa he was going to lie on was wrinkled, and the brass studs on its arms were losing their shine as if they had been used.

Honestly, he wouldn't be surprised if the couch once resided in a study room and listened to the gossip of wealthy men a long time ago.

"Be more careful next time," your soft yet annoyed voice calls out to him to which he only chuckles.

He could practically memorize the way that instantly, your eyebrows were furrowed at you attempting to scold him in even moments like these from being in the same position countless times.

In just different scenarios.

"I'm serious."

Your eyes followed your eyebrows whilst looking down at him, his head resting on your lap with him shirtless and spread out on the worn-out sofa that you bought at a random Facebook marketplace.

Look, it was cheap and near your apartment. You surely aren't gonna spend that much on a couch in this economy.

"Yes, sergeant." Quickly as he said that, he made a small salute to you with his smirk growing wider.

Jason could practically hear that familiar annoyed sigh escaping through your lips, the same lips that he had kissed multiple times.

He could almost remember every single line on your lips by now.

Even as he may tried to appear sarcastic or not take your words seriously, you could see a small hint of something else that wasn't amusement in his eyes looking up at yours.

Warmth.

"I swear, you are gonna be the death of me." Despite your annoyed tone at his words, there was no real bite in your voice as you gently moved your hands away from his face and slowly, he could feel your lips peck his cheek.

The corner of his lips grew wider, with a small laugh escaping through his lips.

"Thought I was gonna be the death of you?"

"Shut up and just accept it." You grumbled under your breath upon hearing Jason's words as you ruffled the other man's hair before pecking his cheek again.

"Will do babe."

He struggled to get up from his position, mostly from the bandages but a little on his body begging to feel your body's warmth again.

As he finally did manage to sit up from your lap, he gently traced your lips - feeling from the smallest details on it as he glanced up at you.

Your eyes look at his, with a hint of warmth deep in your eyes as he speaks up.

"Can I?"

Jason's voice sent shivers down your spine from how husky and soft his voice was compared to any other time, it was like his voice just flipped a switch so suddenly. It almost made you ascend into the skies from how his voice sounded like angels calling out to you, beckoning you to come closer and join them.

Slowly, you regained your senses again as you nodded a little too excitedly. You blinked in surprise from how quickly you nodded at him simply asking to kiss you.

To which a slight smile grew on his lips, before leaning in a little bit closer towards your lips - your eyes directly looking at each other as he pauses for a moment.

Watching you squirm in impatience made your boyfriend let out a howl of laughter from the sight of you so eager to just kiss him in moments like these. "Aren't you that excited-"

Before he could fully muster up his words completely, he felt you lean your face closer towards his, with both of your noses touching each other now and the feeling of your breath up against his lips.

"Just shut up and kiss me." You managed to mumble out loud to him in between the kiss with your hands wrapping around his shoulders, he paused for a second - his eyes widened in surprise as he quickly recovered and leaned into the kiss more deeply.

He isn’t sure why his stomach churns in the feeling that he has long thought was gone solely from the contact of your lips connecting with his completely, maybe because it’s been in a while since the two of you kissed like this without being interrupted by someone or something - or because of his missions or late night patrols.

But he’s sure of one thing.

He’ll forever cherish this single kiss even after his death.

As the two of you finally pulled away from each other’s lips, a small string of saliva desperately clung to both of your lips before disappearing by itself - his gaze fixated on yours as he tried to form a sentence, something to say to you.

But it felt like his brain was going haywire from that kiss alone.

And definitely on how your eyes gleamed with love in them, the look of love that he never once thought would ever look his way again, or how warm your hands felt against his shoulder - as if you were made to compact with Jason’s icy cold body.

Or how the lights in your apartment made you more beautiful than ever if it was highlighting the best features of your face only to him.

“Jason?” Your voice calls out to him, your eyebrows lifting in confusion from the man in front of you seemingly frozen in place with his eyes wide and his mouth still hanging open - you then gently move your hand towards his chin, as you close his mouth shut.

Moments that felt like years to you but mere milliseconds to him, you called out again.

“Babe?”

On queue from hearing those words coming from your lips, he seems to finally regain his senses again - his cheeks flushing in embarrassment from how probably he looked so awkward just sitting up in front of you.

Looking like your kiss just revived something in him.

“Huh- yeah, what’s up?” He stammers, his eyes looking away from yours for a few seconds before looking back at you in front of him. Not noticing how the corners of your lips slowly formed a smile until you let out a hearty laugh at his reaction.

“Nothing… Just admiring.”

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an (poor) attempt at baking. jason todd x gn!reader summary: you n jason try to have a cute baking date with each other. cw: established relationship, fluff, short fic, ooc!jason(?), no pronouns used, no little to no editing - we raw dog this fic together, too much banter with too little baking at all. words: 878 words a/n: i wrote this in the middle of class, it's safe to say;; i am NOT locking in whatsoever but that's okay - more fanfics to write, woohoo! . anw, enjoy!

"You are a complete dumbass."

Jason let out a grumble in frustration from his spouse somehow mixing sugar up with salt. Shaking his head in disapproval as his eyes narrowed at you innocently standing beside him, acting clueless and innocent.

He crossed his arms together in front of his chest, the fabric of his red shirt desperately holding on right now.

You thought it would be nice and fun to bake something with him, something easy like a simple cake.

That, he can do.

It took days for him and you to set up a time together for this activity alone, despite you living together.

Red Hood or Jason as you know him can't do from noon to night since he wants to get some rest before patrol.

And he stayed up late at night with him returning to the apartment in the dead of night.

With you having to work from exactly morning to noon due to your job having a weird schedule for some reason. But whatever, anything to get by and have some money in your pockets.

So naturally, only a Sunday worked for the both of you two.

First things, it started okay with you forgetting to buy some necessary ingredients for the cake, but luckily Jason ran to the nearest corner shop with the checklist in his phone that looked like it had seen better days.

It was going good, you think.

Sure you might have mixed up a few ingredients but it'll probably taste better that way.

Right?

Yeah, you're right. Well, hopefully.

"I'm not, you told me to grab the white stuff!"

You'd rolled your eyes at your boyfriend previously just straight up telling you to grab the white stuff while he was doing the mixing, so normally - you thought he meant salt.

"You didn't specify what type of white stuff you wanted to put in the bowl, so I'd just immediately thought that it was salt."

Quickly you crossed your arms together in front of your chest whilst glancing at him in somewhat amusement.

Great. Now both of you were just crossing your arms together in front of your chests.

The bowl sat still on the kitchen counter, a few traces of flour still visible alongside both of you being covered in batter.

As you two continue to have a mini staring contest silently, Jason quietly dips his hands into the half-mixed cake batter before launching it on your cheek.

"Oops."

His lips curled into a smirk as your eyes narrowed at his antic.

"You little shit-"

Before Jason could fully comprehend your words at him, you dipped your own hands into the batter before accidentally throwing way too much on your boyfriend's shirt.

His favorite shirt to be exact.

Silence filled the air for a few minutes with you awkwardly blinking in surprise.

Just as you were about to mutter an apology, the man's eyes narrowed with his smirk growing wider.

"Oh, it is on."

A chuckle was let out of Jason's lips, his eyes gleaming with mischief as he quickly dipped his hand and threw some batter on you again.

Your lips quirked into a smirk whilst dodging the batter, watching it fall onto the kitchen counter behind you before quickly scoping a handful of batter into your hands.

Some of the batter spilled by the gaps of your hand with you just naturally accepting it as you threw it onto Jason who dodged that easily without any effort.

Well, major efforts to be exact.

"Nice shot, aim better next time."

"Oh, I'll show you what a nice shot is!"

This continued for almost an hour, with you two throwing batter at each other and cake batter flying everywhere in the once-tidy kitchen.

With some on the counter, some on him, and some on you too.

As Jason's hands dipped into the bowl to aim at you, his hands suddenly felt light and not somewhat heavy.

Like there's barely anything in his hands.

He paused for a moment as he looked down at the bowl, to see it nearly empty with only a few teaspoons of cake batter remaining on the sides of the bowl.

Huh.

"What's the matter? Hesitating to attack at the war you started?"

A chuckle escaped through your lips at the sight.

Jason shook his head - before nodding his head in the direction of the bowl, curious yet cautious - you followed his gaze and leaned closer towards the bowl to take a better look.

Nothing.

There was almost nothing remaining of the cake batter left in the bowl.

You blinked not once, not twice, but three times at the sight.

Oops.

"You're cleaning everything up."

Quickly you muttered out the words of your mouth immediately getting a side look from Jason beside you as he smacked the back of your head in protest and somewhat amusement from the two of you antics earlier.

"You're the one that threw the first cake batter at me, you should be the one to clean this place up!"

Safe to say, both of you ended up with no cake and ended up ordering take-outs with both of you two cleaning the kitchen and leaving kisses on each other while still being covered in cake batter from each other.

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might have to stop writing n lock in for once since i have tests coming up in a week, but ill b back ;; hopefully.

-signed, nickolas 🪽

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stupid things that remind me of you. jason todd x gn!reader summary: you n jason get distracted while shopping for a friends gift. cw: established relationship, ooc!jason(?), fluff, short fic, no pronouns used, insufferable y/n & annoyed jason 🙂‍↕️ words: 618 words a/n: for those who r curious on what bunny figure im talking abt, search up kidrobot labbit figure red hood on google ! (^_^)

"Can we get this?"

A familiar voice calls out to him from behind, a small smile growing on the corners of his lips as he slowly turns around, expecting to find you holding something cute or normal like food or maybe even an animal plushie in your hands.

Not… an ugly rabbit figure that resembled too much of his other identity, which only criminals or a selected few, like you, for example, knew, Red Hood.

"No, what?"

Jason's eyes narrowed at you and the packaged toy figure in your hands. He then glanced back to meet your eyes, staring back at him with a pleading look. He was confused and questioned why you would pick that.

Out of all the things you could've chosen around the gift shop.

He raised an eyebrow before speaking up.

"Why. Why would you pick that?"

He couldn't even hide his disgust overseeing that chosen by his spouse in front of him, distraught as to why the hell would you pick that out of all the Red Hood merchandise you could've chosen.

Yet, you specifically picked the ugliest one.

"It reminded me of you."

Your voice innocently responds. He's sure that you're either making fun of him or genuinely seeing him like that.

That damn rabbit figure.

At this point, he's unsure whether to cry or scream or just do both right here in the middle of a quote and quote, 'superhero' store.

But just as he was about to do at least one of those actions, a small chuckle escaped through your lips over seeing his face being so distraught, so shocked and confused as to how and why you could see him like that every time he goes out for patrol.

Prick.

"Ah. So, you're indirectly calling me ugly to your own boyfriend?"

"That's not what I mean, but if the shoe fits."

He could hear a hint of amusement and sly in your voice alongside your smile growing wider.

Great, you were joking around seemingly to get a reaction out of him.

And he fell for it like an idiot.

Not his fault that you somehow picked the ugliest Red Hood merchandise out of all the ones that were available in this store okay?

"You're lucky that I even love you in the first place."

His hand reached out to you before ruffling your hair, making sure that it turned out messy and uneven in the end by the time he was done.

Now at least both of them were somewhat amused with each other.

"Dumbass."

You scowled at him, those familiar eyes glared into his with your voice failing to put any real type of bite in it whatsoever.

"Bastard."

He responds as he looks to the side, instinctively grabbing a random plushie that was the closest to him before shoving it at your face proudly.

"Look, it reminded me of you."

"Aw, you saying I'm cute?"

Quickly he paused for a moment as he pulled the plushie from your face and flipped it around to see a duck plushie that looked too cute with its black buttoned beady eyes staring at him.

Innocent and completely not what he meant to grab at all.

Jason grumbled under his breath in frustration as he put the duck back onto the shelf and he walked away with you catching up to him not so far behind.

"Come back here you prick!"

You teased and smiled at his reaction and spotted your boyfriend's ears slowly becoming red and flushing with his cheeks following too.

He only walked faster away from you, with a blush slowly forming on his cheeks from embarrassment.

"Get away from me, I don't know this weirdo at all!"

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jason todd never enjoyed small talk, he'd always hated how awkward it felt and how it didn't hold any purpose to anything whatsoever. that's still he met you. now, he loves hearing you speak. even if it's only for a brief period, he doesn't hate it as much now. and he's glad that he no longer hates small talk like he used to. only to you. jason todd never ate regularly, especially after patrols, a small coffee would make do or maybe even pizza if he's feeling fancy. but now, he eats regularly alongside with his stomach not hurting while in the middle of patrol anymore. all thanks to you making sure he's always eating something tasty yet impactful for his health. jason todd whose glad to meet you in this universe, and he hopes that he gets to meet you in another universe.

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jason todd, is the type of man who is never annoyed whenever u want to watch a rom-com film while he is in the middle of his favourite tv series. did it annoy him one bit? no, it was nice to know what type of films you love and hate - even if u have different tastes, he knows what series or films to watch with you later. jason todd, is the type of man to make sure nothing disrupts you whenever you're asleep soundly. a call coming from your work this late at night? he'll make sure to deal with that in a separate room, making sure to keep his voice down to let you rest properly. jason todd, is the type of man to give you stupid nicknames whenever it's just the two of you alone in your shared apartment. his favourite? chicken shit.

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jason todd, who never once regretted meeting you at all. the only thing that he regrets with you is not having you sooner in his life. jason todd, who never leaves your gifts in a box to be forgotten, he always made sure that every little corner of your shared apartment with him reminded him of you. even if it's unconventional too. jason todd, who never leaves you alone for too long - he always made sure to make some time for you only. he would always put you above anyone else. jason todd, who never enjoyed leaving you for a few days for a mission, he would do anything just to hear your voice even while you were fast asleep back at your shared apartment.

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jason todd, who always remembers to leave voicemails or little notes for you in your shared apartment before heading out for a late-night patrol, even if you're awake too. jason todd, who never forgets about your dates or b-day. always sacrificing his missions just to make sure that you don't ever feel forgotten about. unlike your exes. jason todd, who smiles a little too happy whenever he sees you fast asleep even though you promised to greet him after he's back from patrols. always making sure that you weren't cold while sleeping peacefully by putting the blanket on top of you.

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𓎟𓎟 WELCOME ON MY PAGE ! ✶𓈒 nickolas. minor. jason todd's pr manager. he they. jason todd-centric fanfic account. english isn't my first language, sorry. currently obsessed with:; comics, writing, music, jason todd, animals! i don't write smut, incest, stepcest, dead dove, i only do slight suggestive works but that's it. nothing more. i write as a hobby, but suggestions/constructive criticisms on improving my writing are welcome! other then that, i write almost everything! (if i have the motivation or time for it . . .) thx for reading this! (๑>◡<๑)

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