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finzphoenix · 7 days
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Finally build up the courage to try my hand at a more shaped individuall, and I guess I'm somwhat happy with it?
He still lacks that mennace I wanted him to excude, but oh well, we're getting there :'>
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mikyapixie · 7 months
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🖤🦇💛HAPPY BATMAN DAY!!!💛🦇🖤
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ladyqahnaarin · 5 months
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Not me being jealous of a drawing 🤡🤡
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paperedking · 2 years
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another ophelia!stephanie brown wip
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white streaked jason todd 🤍🖤
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saylorsaysstop · 3 months
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How They Kiss | Bat Boys
The hottest question on the radar right now is how do these men kiss?
↪ Likes, reblogs, and comments are always welcome! ⭐️
↪ My Masterlist
BRUCE WAYNE 🖤
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The kisses that the crime-fighting playboy billionaire may potentially deliver are all based on his mood. If he's getting home late from saving Gotham, they're quick pecks on the mouth because typically you're in bed asleep. He'll glide his lips across your forehead, breathe in your scent that somehow is melatonin in human form, and he'll start getting ready for bed.
If he's out at events for Wayne Enterprises, such as the annual charity gala hosted in his late parent's name, he kisses you with passion. Deep strokes of his tongue when nobody is looking, a hand pressed to your waist. He kisses you like you're his most prized possession and he can't get enough of his lips on yours.
When sex is involved? Bruce is carnal. His tongue lavishes yours. Worships your mouth with his. Loves to tease your bottom lip and kiss you so deeply, that you can feel him on your mouth even when the night is over. Bruce is thorough with his kissing just like he is with everything else in his life.
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DICK GRAYSON 💙
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Dick loves a good smooch. He kisses gently in the mornings when you first wake up. He'll show up randomly at your work with flowers in hand and steal a couple of kisses, maybe even end up in the supply closet where the heat really cranks up.
Before he leaves for patrol, Dick doesn't believe in a goodbye kiss. He likes to call them 'see you later' kisses and those linger for longer than either of you anticipated. He strokes your cheek as his lips mold to yours. He tastes every inch of your mouth and licks away the hunger inch by inch as his tongue explores your mouth. You palm his perfect butt (that he's so eager for you to touch. He knows he's got a great set of glutes) and he caresses your hips.
Dick kisses deeply when he gets home from patrol. Albeit tired, his nerves skyrocket with serotonin when he arrives home and finds you waiting up for him. Once he's stripped of his suit and he's colliding with you in between the sheets, he bruises your mouth from how hard he kisses, his teeth teasing your bottom lip while he explores your body with his hands.
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JASON TODD ❤️
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Jason loves deep, languid strokes of his tongue across yours. When he has a light stubble on his chin, he loves the way you scratch his cheeks with your nails as you two kiss. His favorite kissing position is hands down you straddling his lap.
He kisses with precision. It's like every inch of your mouth that he touches, he sparks something new inside of you. Jason loves to battle for dominance with his tongue, where ultimately he wins. Says if your kiss was alcohol, he'd get drunk off you every single night.
Jason can't go to sleep without kissing you. He wants his hands on your body while his lips mold to every shape of you. Starts at your ankles, kisses up your calves, he'll kiss your belly and chest. Travels up your throat, light pecks to your face. He'll end with his mouth on yours where his entire weight will sink down on top of you and he's left making out with you until both of you are undressed and panting.
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TIM DRAKE ☕️
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He is the softest kisser of them all. Tim Drake never leaves without some form of lip balm in his pocket. Loves to have them soft and ready for when he can get a kiss from you. Tim loves to hold your face in his hands while he kisses you, stroking your tongue slowly with his. Needs you as close as humanly possible when his lips are on yours.
Tim needs to be kissed by you before every patrol. He can't function without some form of lip lock whether it's a peck or a full-on makeout session. It gives him a boost that even the strongest caffeine can't provide him with. You're his form of therapy and a drug he likes to say.
Kissing you involves a lot of hands-on movement. Tim loves to grip your hips in his hands and pull you flush to his chest. Loves to slant his mouth over yours and really gets off on feeling your breath on his lips just before you two seal your mouths together.
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thesuperiorrobin · 1 year
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Message between the two of you
(I’m like so mad bc I deleted social media and I went back to redownloading it but the app got taken off the app store 😒”
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Y/n: you have money right?
Damian: no I’m dirt broke poor.
What kind of questions is that?
Y/n: Jesus i was just making sure 😒
But anyway!
Can you do me a huge favor?
Damian: anything for you
Y/n: Can you like buy Apple and then make a single pink heart emoji? Bc these 💕💗💖💞💓 are not like this ❤️♥️💙💜💛🖤
Damian: what’s wrong with those?
Y/n: everything!
Like can you believe they made this 🫀but couldn’t make a fucking pink emoji.
Damian: I’ll see what I can do
Y/n Thank you 😘
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Y/n: okay so about the math homework
Damian: I’ll send you the answers
Y/n: thx Pookie-bear😘
Damian: you can do it on your own
Y/n: OKAY SORRY
Thank you Mr. Al Ghul Wayne😌
Damian: Pookie-bear is fine with me
Y/n: never thought Id see the Damian wayne type Pookie bear.
Damian: beloved do you want the answers or not?
Y/n: yes please🤲
Thx babes love you with all my heart 😘
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Damian: open your window
Y/n: no.
Damian: are you still mad at me beloved?
Y/n: no
Damian: your foods going to get cold if you don’t open up
Y/n: ugh fine give me a minute
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Damian: what the hell is twilight?!
Todd won’t stop talking about it
Y/n: OMG ITS LIKE A CINEMATIC MASTER PIECE.
Hold I have the DVDs. Your front gates and doors better be open by the time I get there.
Damian: Do we have too??
Y/n: you Don’t wanna spend time with your girlfriend? 🥹
Even after you’ve been gone for a month straight 🥹
Damian: my gates and doors are open.
Y/n: good. Be prepared to have your mind blown by this weird, cringy, funny, sad, supernatural films.
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Y/n: we should get married in Las Vegas
Y’know like elope or something
Weddings in Las Vegas are actually cheap
Just say fuck it and Start a new life after and get new identities. And get away from it all
Damian: that doesn’t sound bad actually
But you deserves more then just a crappy five dollar wedding at Las Vegas out of all places. We’re better then that. 
You, beloved, deserve a grand wedding, with so many people, a perfect dress, perfect decor perfect everything.
Y/n: Can Titus be our ring bearer?🥹
Damian: anything you want it to be. Heck Drake can be the the flower boy. We’ll see our options after we graduate high school—————————————————————————
Do you think Jason’s team Edward or team Jacob
I think he’s team Edward.
Same thing with Damian. Is he a Edward or Jacob fan. 🤔🤔🤔🤔
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luizd3ad · 8 days
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When in Doubt, Blame Damian | Jason x Reader One shot
ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 ࣪˖⤷ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ ࣪ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 ˖ ⤷
Pairing: Jason Todd x GN! Reader
WC: 928
TW: Swearing, over thinking. It’s mostly kinda fluffy. No use of Y/N.
Author's Note: I got this idea while giving my dog a bath sooo here you go idk lol hope you like it🖤
Summary: You get a dog!! … but you didn’t tell Jason.
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You blamed Damian.
You normally blame Damian for a lot. More than you're willing to admit, sometimes for stuff he wasn't even involved in.
But this time you think it's actually his fault.
How could you not blame him? If he hadn't asked for a ride to the pet store. If he didn't insist that Titus absolutely needed a new friend. If he never put that little puppy in your arms basically forcing you to fall in love with the little baby that was giving you kisses, then you wouldn't be here right now.
You wouldn't be in yours and your boyfriend's apartment trying to figure out how to tell said boyfriend that you guys now had a dog. 
Would Jason be mad? Honestly? You didn't know. The topic of getting a dog or a cat has came up a few times.
He would usually say things like ‘Maybe’ or ‘Now's just probably not a good time’ it was never a definite yes or no.
So maybe it wouldn't be that bad, you thought to yourself trying to give yourself some confidence. 
I mean it was your apartment too. You contributed. And it would feel nice to have something to keep you company while Jason was on patrol or had to go somewhere for a while.
You'd hyped yourself up at this point you had some good arguments lined up for why it was a good idea.
You felt confident about your choice, especially when you looked down at the little puppy sleeping peacefully in his bed that was in your shared bedroom. You got this, you told yourself and you really believed that. You genuinely did.
That was until you heard the front door unlock. 
You rush out the room, closing the door softly trying not to wake up the puppy. 
You walked into the living room to greet Jason who was out all morning and most of the afternoon training with Dick, Cass and Duke. 
“Hey Jay.” You say giving him a soft kiss.
“Hi my love. How was your day?”
Jason says, giving you a tight hug, holding you for a moment. 
“Umm it was you know. It was fine. Hung out with Dames. Nothing crazy you know? How about you?”
You rambled pulling away from Jason trying not to sound suspicious while walking to the couch in the living room. 
Jason gives you a questioning look but ends up just dropping it and following you to the couch.
“It was fine. Just the normal shit. I missed you though.”
Jay pulls you into him while giving you a kiss on your head. You feel kinda guilty at this point.
You don't like keeping things from Jason. He has a lot of trust issues so it was important that you guys had a lot of honesty and communication in your relationship. 
You pull away from Jason and look at him, giving him a slightly guilty look.
“Jay, I have something to tell you. Don't be mad.”
“Did something happen when you were out with the Demon Spawn? Did he do something? What did he say? I'm gonna kick that little brats ass.”
Jason runs his hand through his hair already mad at Damian for whatever Jason thinks he did. 
“Jay calm down Dames didn't technically do anything. I did something, and before you get mad-”
You were interrupted when you heard a puppy bark and a slight clawing sound at the bedroom door and judging by Jasons face he also heard it. 
“What was that?”
“What was what?”
You give a little chuckle, now trying to play it off. Hoping that this isn't how Jason finds out but knowing that it is. 
“Babe Is there a dog here?”
“Um technically..? Yes?”
Jason sighs and gets up to the bedroom and opens the door letting the dog run up to you as he tries to climb up on you. You pick him up, putting him on your lap while he starts playing with your hand. 
“Babe, who’s dog is that?”
“Umm… Ours?”
“When did we get a dog?”
Jason says wide eyed and raises his eyebrows at you.
“It's all Damian's fault! He told me how lonely Titus gets sometimes and I felt bad and just look at how cute he is!”
You try to explain picking the dog up so Jason can look at him.
 “Don't be mad jay..”
You say putting the puppy on the floor so he can run around a little all while you look extremely guilty.
“Mad? Why would I be mad? Wait baby, is this what you were trying to tell me?”
Jason says sitting next to you on the couch while looking at you concerned. 
“Yes… I felt bad making a choice like that without you and I know how you don't like it when people hide stuff from you and I just don't want to make you mad.”
“Baby, I'm not mad. I'm not thrilled that you got a dog without me, especially because it was with the Demon Spawn. But I'm not mad.”
Jason says pulling you into him kissing the top of your head.
“You're not mad? Really?”
“I can't be mad at you baby. You mean everything to me.”
Jason says while the puppy runs up to you guys laying down at your feet.
“I'm still sorry Jay.”
“I know you are, baby. It's okay, promise. Now what's this little guy's name?”
Jason says picking up the puppy and looking at his face while you smile at them.
Maybe you shouldn't blame Damian… this time.
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sanguineterrain · 7 months
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Hiii, discovered your fics on AO3 and they’re very my jam! If you’re still taking requests, could I suggest something where Jason rescues you, an angsty hurt/comfort? Maybe they’re pining for each-other and maybe confront/confess their feelings, or are already together, up to you.
No worries if not 😊😊 Thanks for the good words ❤️🖤
Hey I know you! Thanks for leaving nice comments over yonder 🥰 Idk if I really delivered on this prompt but I hope you like it anyway lol 😅 I combined this prompt with another I received about Jason and the reader fighting before the reader is hurt/kidnapped.
jason todd x fem!reader. tw: creepy men, crime alley, injured reader, jason shoots people (🎶whatta mighty good man🎶)
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"If you don't know who this is, you shouldn't be fucking calling. Leave a message after the beep or whatever."
Beeeep!
"Jay, it's me. Can we please talk? You can't ignore me forever. I want us to fix this. I—" You swallow hard. "I miss you."
You sigh, rubbing your forehead as you think of what to say. You've already left three unanswered messages. There's no more for you to say. You just want things to be fixed.
You want your best friend back.
"Okay. Call me when you can."
You hang up and pocket your phone.
The fight was stupid. Jason doesn't respond well to being pushed, but you pushed him anyway. You wanted to know where he disappeared to at night. You were sick of the secrets, of always feeling like you were three steps behind, left in the dark.
If you really cared about me, you would tell me where you go.
Jason had stilled, expression cold.
I don't owe you anything.
Your voice had turned wobbly then.
Jay, don't I mean anything to you? I want you to trust me, I want this to be a normal friendship!
He'd put on his jacket and collected the few things he left in your apartment.
You're right. You deserve normal.
You haven't spoken since. At first, you thought Jason left for a few hours to cool down. So you gave him space.
But then hours turned to days, and now it's been a full week and a half since you'd fought. Last night, you broke down and cried. This is it. You've lost him for good.
Part of you fears the reality is darker than him just leaving. You've long suspected that whatever Jason goes out to do is probably illegal since he's always out at night.
What if you're called down to the police station to identify a body?
All those things left unsaid. Jason will never know you love him.
Screw this. You're going to his apartment.
It's late. It's really late, and this is actually not the best idea to carry out at eight o'clock at night in Crime Alley. There's a reason Jason always insists on hanging out at your apartment or at a cafe.
A man whistles at you down the street. "Goin' somewhere, girlie?"
This was a bad idea. Jason might be the one who has to ID a body tonight.
You can't remember which of these apartments is his. But you can't call him. He can't know you're here, not yet.
"You shouldn't be here, lady!" a kid shouts at you from a fire escape. "He don't like new people on his turf!"
You don't take the time to figure out who the kid means. Crime Alley is known for, well, crime. The sooner you can locate Jason's apartment, the better.
A group of men light cigarettes down the road. You pause and turn around. In the process, you stumble over a garbage can.
That instantly draws their attention.
"Well, what have we here?" one jeers. "You lost, sweetie?"
You run.
You don't care if it makes you look afraid—you are afraid, and you're beyond caring. You shouldn't have come here.
You turn abruptly. You have no idea where you're going, but maybe if you act like you do, you'll throw them off. You take another turn, then another, and you look behind you to check if—
Wham!
You crash into a body. A muscled body, one that forces you backwards.
White, glowing eyes that smolder inside a red helmet meet your own.
Jason's never warned you about the Red Hood. He just tells you to stay away from the area altogether. You don't really need to be warned about Hood anyway. You know what he's about. You know you've probably just sealed your fate tonight.
"What the fuck?" he asks, modulated voice rough.
"I'm sorry," you babble. "Please don't hurt m—"
Gunshots ring out, and you realize you've just stumbled into an active gunfight. With Red Hood.
Fuck your luck.
The gunmen have spotted you, and they take great pleasure in using you as a distraction; they fire at you instead of Hood.
He shields you with his body, blocking the bullets. It works until a flash grenade is thrown, and you're separated from Hood, ears ringing. You hit the ground hard from the impact, scraping your hands and arms.
Someone's arm wraps around your neck, and you're suddenly dragged backward. You scream, scratching at the arm, and a fist thumps your head. You blink at the pain, too dazed to keep fighting.
"We had a deal, Hood!" your captor shouts, arm tightening around your neck. "Let us go or she dies!"
"Negation's over," Red Hood snarls, and shoots all four men.
You cry as the shot echoes too close to your face and for a moment, you fear you've been shot too. The now dead man slips off of you, collapsing in a heap on the ground.
Your ankle protests when you step on it. In the chaos of the fight, you hadn't realized you sprained it. You trip and fall on your butt, scrambling away from the pooling blood.
"What are you doing here?" Hood growls at you, stalking closer.
You start to cry, edging backward.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt your fight, please d-don't kill me—"
You press down hard on your wrist and that hurts more than your ankle. You cry harder at the pain, grabbing your wrist.
Red Hood gets closer, and you try to scramble away with one arm and one leg. He kneels down and holds your good arm in place so you can't move.
"I'm sorry!" you say again, tears thick on your lashes.
"Fuck," Hood says roughly, and unlocks his helmet.
Your eyes widen as he pulls it off.
"J—"
"I told you to never come to this area, and you come alone, in the fucking dark, without a weapon? What the hell is wrong with you?" Jason snarls.
"Please don't yell at me," you whisper, covering your face with your hands.
You're shaking, adrenaline turning your stomach. A moment later, you throw up.
"Shit," Jason says and puts a hand on your stomach to help you sit back up. "Shit, I'm an asshole. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell."
"I thought you died," you say, daring to look at him. "You weren't answering my calls, and you only go out at night. I thought..."
Jason immediately looks avalanched by guilt. He cradles you to his chest.
"Fuck. I'm sorry. I should've—I thought it would be better, leaving."
"I didn't want you to leave," you cry, arms curling around his neck. "I love you so much, Jay. I was so scared. Don't leave me again."
Jason's breath hitches. You freeze, suddenly sure you've screwed it all up.
"Jay—"
"Y'love me?" he asks, cupping your cheek.
You nod emphatically.
"Even though I'm..." He gestures to the helmet.
"I'm just happy you're alive," you say. "I missed you so much, Jason."
His arms tighten around you. "God, I missed you too, baby. I was going crazy not talking to you. I'm sorry I ignored you. Wasn't right of me. But don't ever do this again, okay? If I hadn't been here—"
He takes a shuddering breath and kisses your neck. You nod against his shoulder.
"I promise. Just don't shut me out again, please."
Jason's quiet for a moment. You can feel him thinking.
"This isn't gonna be normal," he says. "If-if we do this. This is part of me. Who I am."
"I don't care," you say. "I love you, Jay. Every part. Whatever that entails."
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belovedvenom · 27 days
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how i envision jason todd in my head + fics i write for him
*.⊹˚🖤 ‧₊˚
starting off with looks; it depends on which version of him i’m thinking of. comic!jason: i fluctuate between these face claims. i like the michal mrazik face claim and use him for my college!footballer!jason au. in my mind jason has a hooked nose (those nose shapes are so beautiful and i love them)plus a scar on his cheek + neck
his hair: black with a white streak. keeps it short but grows it out & usually just wears it down but will tie it back sometimes.
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body type: strong arms with a lil pudgy tummy . my baby is thick okay! he’s 6’4!!
jason has a lot! of tattoos. all over his abdomen and chest. an almost full sleeve. one i’ll mention is the taif rose near his heart with a ribbon that says “ummi jaan” dedicated to talia (my favourite one). his tattoos dedicated to you.
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his style: very much so contemporary faunlet vibes. lots of reds and blacks. green too. he’s very simple laid back. sweatshirts and sweaters. boxy 90s cut leather jackets. jean jackets. skinny jeans and cargo pants. black or grey sweatpants on lazy fays. likes muscle tees and graphic tees. wears a lot of rings and a couple necklaces (a simple chain & cord necklaces). will throw on a random hat from time to time. wears simple shoes: doc marten boots.
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bonus: drives a matte black yamaha yzf-r3 sports bike. speaks arabic and urdu. his favourite hobbies include collecting knives, listening to music (he’s a metal head), thrifting, fixing cars and motorcycles, long drives, gift giving as a love language, horror movies and action movies (the kingsman movies in specific), cemetery dates, gun ranges, reading, eating, kissing, hand kisses, cuddling, giving back love bites, getting tattoos, playing sports, acoustic guitar, going to shows, hanging out with duke, baking, sunsets, writing, and many many more.. <3
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fictionismyreality3 · 1 month
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Hiiiiii I'm SO SO SO MADLY IN LOVE with your Stalker!Jason fic, the way you wrote it was just UGH TAKE ME (sure did put me to some quality sleep there).
I was hoping if you would write about Classmate!Jason (n kinda stalk-ish) where he is protective n stuff towards reader (much like sunshine x grumpy trope)
Love love loveeeeee your writing🖤🖤🖤
-🦇anon-
Make You Pay
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Jason Todd x Reader
You’re my second emoji anon and as such I have adopted you and will not take no for an answer 😇
Tags: classmate!jason, stalker!jason, possessive!jason, jealous!jason, angry!jason, innocent!reader if you look really hard
Warnings: allusions to violence, motorcycles, stalking
Notes: no hate to surfer dudes ☮️
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Your pencil hit repeatedly on the dark wood of the desk, sending little taps echoing throughout the otherwise quiet library. You had an exam in two weeks and were already struggling through the study material your professor provided for you. Passing this class seemed like a mile away. How the hell were you going to pass your biology final if the only thing you remembered was that mitochondria was the powerhouse of the cell?
The only thing keeping you going at this point was picturing the cute faces of the puppies, kittens and other animals you’d get to help once you’d graduated. Using the last of your willpower, you moved on to the next slide deck, only for your laptop to give out on you, the screen going black. As if your day couldn’t get any worse.
“Hey, baby, come take a break from studying.”
Okay, maybe you spoke a little too soon.
Out of the corner of your eye, you could see the curly, blonde headed figure of Holden coming your way, a sneer on his face. Despite the fact that your skin was crawling from the pet name, you began to hastily pack up your stuff, pretending not to see him.
It wasn’t that you were the type of girl to be complacent with poor intentioned men, but Holden had obviously taken your first day of class friendless a little too close to his heart.
“C’mon, baby. I know you see me.” He said, his words with an undertone of slimy sarcasm.
Sighing to yourself, you shoved the last of your papers into your bag and turned to face him, plastering a smile on your face as you began walking to the library exit.
“Sorry, I really have to go, my friends are waiting for me.” You said politely.
Making a beeline for the exit, you glanced back at Holden, hoping he didn’t follow you, and bumped into someone, your book bag scattering across the floor.
Big, calloused hands filled your field of view, handing you your books as you frantically gathered your things. Your gaze was met with the blue-green eyes of Jason Todd.
He wasn’t someone you knew very well, usually sitting in the back of the lecture halls where you preferred the front, but you’d seen him riding around campus on his motorcycle. From the limited interaction you did have with him, his lips always seemed to be pressed in a thin line of annoyance, or pulled down in a soft frown. So, you always tried your best to cheer him up, but the most you’d ever earned was a little snicker after a ridiculously bad joke.
You wondered why he had so much to frown about.
Before now, Jason hadn’t taken much notice of you, the bubbly girl who seemed to constantly radiate some level of happiness. At most he found you less annoying than then rest of the people on campus. Maybe it was because you looked so startled, innocently glancing between him and that blonde dickhead who was constantly on your ass. Maybe it was how he noticed your hands were so much smaller than his, brushing against his skin as he handed you your notebook.
Maybe it was because you were on your hands and knees, but Jay suddenly noticed the pretty colour of your hair, and the way your clothes reflected your sunny personality. Your eyes were a little more captivating and he found himself wanting to reach out and run his thumb along your bottom lip.
He also wanted to break the nose of that surfer looking idiot who was still talking.
“Here, don’t let ‘em bother you, sweetheart.” Helping you up, Jason ushered you to continue to wherever you were going. “Thank you?” You mumbled confused, the pet name hugging you like a warm blanket.
As you were practically pushed out the library doors, you looked back to see Jason exchanging words with Holden, who was getting more and more disagreeable. You were never the type to get involved in trouble, so you quickly turned on your heel and walked away.
When he was done with asshole Henry.. Harry? Jason didn’t care, he made his way to his bike, pulling out his phone and opening up an app, technology courtesy of Bruce. He wanted to make sure you got back to the dorms safely, and the tracker he’d slipped in your book bag would ensure that.
It wasn’t anything sinister, Jason just knew now that he had found something far too precious for this world, something that was too sweet and gentle to take care of itself. That’s okay.
He would take care of you now.
You saw Jason again a few days later. Holden didn’t show up to class that week, and nobody commented on Jay’s bloody knuckles.
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slut4thebroken · 9 months
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DC Ao3 fic recs
Smut - no emoji
No smut - 🚫
Fluff - ✨
Angst - 🖤
Dark content -❗️ (noncon elements)
Personal favorites - 💕
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my masterlist
Ao3 fic rec masterlist
Updated: 8/4/23
༺˚ʚ Dick Grayson ɞ˚༻
Mania
Court Order
Efficiency
༺˚ʚ Jason Todd ɞ˚༻
Same man, New guy
Red Hood takes the winning prize ❗️
Experimental
give me your vengeance. ❗️
CHANGE. - Jason Todd x fem! reader
TREAT YOU RIGHT
Unholy Confessions 💕❗️
Chanced
win some, lose some. 💕
Pseudo-incest with Jason Todd series 💕
Specific favs from that series listed below:
Website of Iniquity
Whimpers
Working Out A Sweat
Put Your Helmet On
Blushes
Still Blushing
Jason’s Lessons
Baby Bird - Rewrite
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mikyapixie · 7 months
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🖤🦇💛HAPPY BATMAN DAY!!!💛🦇🖤
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“𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺 𝗌𝗈𝗇, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋. 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝖽𝗀𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖼𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗋. 𝖧𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝖩𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝖳𝗈𝖽𝖽. 𝖬𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗇𝗈 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾, 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗆.”
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It’s no secret I’m a BIG @batman fan, and I couldn’t wait to venture into that world with my commissions! If you know me, my favorite character is Jason Todd, the second Robin, AKA Red Hood! Biggest thanks to my wonderful, talented, and BEAUTIFUL friend @luxury_banshee for doing my idea for Jason such justice and enduring my brainrot for him. I wanted to show him as Red Hood (also his beautiful face on display), with all his weapons watching over Gotham. I’ve loved Jason’s journey in Under the Red Hood, and I couldn’t wait to commission him; so I hope y’all enjoy!
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✮♱✮ quote is from Under the Red Hood
✮♱✮ character is Jason Todd.
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𝓃ℴ ℊℴℴ𝒹 (𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓂ℯ)
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(Jason Todd x fem! Reader)
<does get a bit steamy, with heavily implied oral sex (fem receiving)> <edited ish>
disclaimers: guys irl please communicate with ur partner 🖤, also jason is being a dick.
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The apartment was particularly quiet tonight, and you came home from work, stressed, exhausted, and in need of some type of relief. You lazily kicked off your heels and laid on the couch with arm over your eyes, not wanting to be bothered by anyone or anything. The crisp winter air flowed freely from the open window, causing small goosebumps to appear on your arms. It felt like hours went by, but you weren't quite sleep. Your brain flooded with all the stacks of paperwork that sat at your desk, waiting for you the next day.
The door unlocked, and in came Jason, his heavy boots thumping on the wooden floor. You felt a spark of annoyance coarse through your body, remembering that you had countlessly told him to take his shoes off in the hall to prevent him from tracking mud or wet snow in the apartment. Of course this flew over his head, as he laid his crimson helmet on the table.
You remained on the couch, still, as if you didn't want him to know you were awake. He made an observation of your coat, and hung his beside it. He lounged on the couch, running his hands smoothly through his dark hair.
He must've thought you were sleeping by his lack of greeting. That, or he too was stressed from whatever he did on patrols. You shifted a but, then uncovered your eyes. He made quick notice, his eyes gentle. "Hey baby..thought you were sleepin..", his hands grazed over your thigh gently. You groaned, throwing your head back on the armrest.
"You okay?" You wanted to yell at him for laying on the couch with his patrol clothes on. Hell, you wanted to complain about every single thing going wrong in your life, but you knew that wouldn't be fair. You knew it when you noticed the faint circles under his eye. He patiently waited for your response, mindlessly playing with a loose string on your black dress pants.
" I'm fine..tough day at work...," you trailed off.
Then you remembered his dirty boots. You glanced at the spot of dark brown dirt on your gray carpet that lay under the couch and extended to the console table. "Jason..your shoes. Again." You forced yourself to look away to prevent any words you didn't mean from coming out of your mouth. "Remember, you're supposed to put them outside." Usually, he'd curse under his breath and just put them away. Not this time. Instead, he rubbed his forehead tiredly and leaned his head back, a sigh leaving his lips. "I'll get em later..m' tired." You rolled your eyes at him, and stood up, escaping into the kitchen to prevent any more annoying discoveries, like him leaving his helmet on the counter again which was sometimes covered in blood.
"Damn it...Jason we don't have any food, I thought you went shopping yesterday," you exclaimed trying to keep your tone neutral. "Oh..yeah...I forgot." "Jason?" "What?" Your nerves were almost boiling over. "You can't just 'forget'. What are we gonna eat?" The couch creaked as he crawled off and walked into the kitchen. He opened the fridge, then sighed again. "We can just order something." You turned to face him, crossing your arms. "Or maybe you can just listen to me when I ask you to do something." He blinked hard at you, closing the fridge. "I'm sorry. It's not like I go out for hours every night and remember hundreds of names, dates, warehouses, whatever the fuck. Can you give me a break?" Your body went stiff and you steadied yourself against the counter.
"This is the 3rd week in a row Jason-" he cut you off, "You work in an office, baby girl. You sit down, and stare at your screen- is it (that) bad?" You clenched your teeth hard, feeling an emotional build-up. "No, Jason. I work with troubled kids in neglected neighborhoods-" You rushed over your words in a fit of anger. "Which you'd know if you ever paid any fucking attention to me!" In the instance of finishing the last word, you felt a wave of embarrassment hit you. His forest green eyes narrowed, and his clenched jaw softened...almost as if he was hurt. "Y/n...", he voiced faintly. You spun on your heel, walking away from him. Jason repeated your name as you went into the bathroom and slammed the door shut.
His footsteps approached the door, and he was met with the faint clicking sound of the lock. He scoffed at himself and leaned his back against the door. "Come out y/n..". His command was met with silence. "Baby..please." Your heart broke a little, hearing the pleading in his voice. "Can we talk about this...face to face?" He could imagine you'd just tell him to speak from outside the door. The door opened, causing him to almost fall and you stared up at him, crossing your arms. "Hey..", he whispered lowly, reaching his hands out to touch yours, leaning his body so close, you were almost touching.
His body heat radiated off of him, making you mindlessly lean closer. He held your hands. "Look at me. I don't pay attention to you?" "Well..I didn't mean..", you shifted slightly. "No..I think I heard you correctly," Jason breathily whispered in your ear. "I just meant..." You trailed off. "Yeah?"
His voice rumbled at his throat. You looked everywhere but his eyes. He pinned you to the wall with an intimidating gaze. You hated the way your body reacted to his. Hated how a few minutes ago you wanted to rip his head off and now he has your thighs rubbing together at his mere words.
"Baby you're on my mind 24/7. It's you who always pushes me away as if you can't let yourself enjoy my presence," he teases. You roll your eyes. "Can't take you seriously when you're over here tryna get some friction," he muttered and glanced down. You opened your mouth to deceptively defend yourself but he pressed a finger to your lips. "What, you didn't think I'd notice?"
He hooked his fingers onto the hem of her pants, slowly dipping his hands below to feel her dampness. "You're so wet and needy for me and I (barely) touched you, go on...ask for it." Your eyes flickered away from his. "B-but we have to talk about this Jay. We can't just-" he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you against him. "I know..I know baby" he cooed. "Just lemme me take care of you first.." He searched your eyes for approval, to which you nodded shaky with anticipation. Then he kneeled.
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Oh! Thanks for showing me thing link to the thing you wrote :) I had no idea. I had a thought earlier and instead of Bruce walking in how about it being the readers mum? Like..j and the reader are staying over her moms house as a visit and they have seggz in y/ns old room and the mum walks in and the next day she asks y/n when are her and Jason going to make a baby. 💙💙💙💙💙
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[❤︎] pairing: jason todd x fem!reader [❤︎] smut warnings: penetrative sex, Jason being a teasing little shit like always lmao, getting caught. [❤︎] word count: 539 [❤︎] a/n: ahh omg so sorry this took like 6 months to upload!!
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YOU DIDN’T EVEN REALISE THE HITCH IN YOUR THROAT - the off guard of breath being caught every time Jason touches you - until you feel the brush of his calloused fingertips drag up your thigh. Your eyes glance over at him, warning him not to tease you. Your house wasn't like Wayne Manor. The walls are thin, with bedrooms so close to each other, you can practically hear the slightest noise coming from whatever room.
Jason, however, pays no attention to the silent caution of your plea. Instead, he leans closer to you and presses his lips to your shoulder. The heat of his breath fanning across your delicate skin is enough to make your eyes flutter closed, and lips pull into the sharpness of your teeth.
"you want me, huh?" he murmurs against your skin, his voice making you finally give in to him. Shuffling down your bed so you can lay down, Jason's lips pull into a smug smirk. He loves when you can't resist him.
He takes his time with you, slowly stripping you from your clothes. His fingers work wonders on your soft skin, getting you so worked up for him.
"Gonna keep those legs open for me, baby?" Jason coos against your stomach, slowly kissing up your body until he reaches your lips. You mumble in response, too impatient for any more teasing.
Jason reaches between your hot bodies, mocking your neediness by rubbing his cock up and down your folds. Your hips twist and turn, quiet whines suppressing in your throat.
Your lips part to let out a soft gasp, his cock sliding into you. "Fuck," is all you can muster up.
Jason doesn't spare any time in picking up the pace. His hands are fisting the pillows beside you, forehead already beading with sweat, making his hair stick to the dampness. You're so caught up in the pleasure you don't even realise how loud your moans are. Your hands grip his shoulders, fingernails digging sharply into his skin - marks Jason knows he'll run his fingers over tomorrow and remember how good he fucks you.
His annoying chuckle brings you to reality, and his hand covers your mouth.
"As pretty as you sound for me, we don't want anyone walking in, now do we?"
As if on cue, your bedroom door swings open. "Oh my god!" your mother shrieks. It wasn't that she didn't know you and Jason were together; it was more that she didn't trust any boy, let alone Jason, to be alone with you in your bedroom.
"Kitchen. Now!"
Jason's head drops to your shoulder to suppress a laugh. "Oops."
The two of you get dressed and meet your mom in the kitchen, where she awaits with the most displeased look you've ever seen.
"Now, I know that with a relationship, situations like this are inevitable-"
"Mom!"
"But, young lady, I need you to know that this is exactly how pregnancies happen. If you're not careful, we're going to have a handful of baby [y/n]'s and Jason's around."
"Ms. [y/l/n], I hold the highest respect for your daughter, and I solemnly swear that we're careful," Jason perks up.
"mhm," she arches an eyebrow, looking him up and down.
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