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#Jason likes to stress bake
motleyfam · 1 year
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Imagine Bruce starting therapy and learning about all these cool new tricks and gadgets that can help with emotional regulation and getting super invested (because I mean, c’mon, the dude’s like the king of gadget hoarding, he’s got a utility belt for goodness sake)
Then imagine the learning curve of him realizing that just because something works great for one of his kids, doesn’t mean it works for all of them, as illustrated by this memorable incident:
Jason gets really upset and starts having a minor panic attack about something
Bruce, proud owner of 14 new weighted blankets (in various styles, weights, and sizes), tries to wrap his adult son up in one to ground him
After all, Bruce himself finds them super comforting because it’s basically a socially acceptable alternative to wearing a massive Kevlar cape 24/7 like he’d do if he could
(Tim loves them too, so like, kid tested, parent approved™️)
Ends up totally backfiring when the added weight & restricted movement sends Jason into a full-blown flashback of digging out of his own grave, taking this panic attack from like a 4 to a 10
Whoops
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puppetmaster13u · 4 months
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Meme Prompt 2
Thinkin of feral halfa Jason again. No surprise there.
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thelibrarian1895 · 18 days
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Red Hood and bookstores
Red Hood aka Jason Todd is a crime/drug lord. This is established.
I would like to suggest that Jason launders the drug money almost exclusively through used bookstores he opens up throughout the poorest places in Gotham since it's not like he needs to make a profit with the stores so he can afford to do things like price used college textbooks at fifty cents a pop. They are open 24/7 because Jason understands the need to get the next book in a series at 3am when you've just finished the one you have. He also understands how it can be hard to find someplace warm to hang out in in the wee hours, especially when you're a kid dodging Gotham CPS aka basically human trafficking. Each one also has a tiny cafe area and employees are allowed unlimited coffee/tea/hot chocolate. Kids also learn that they can get the unsold baked goods for free when the goods are judged to be almost stale and thus unable to be sold. This is helpful to him since it means that he has a place to send the results of too much stress baking and if he has to bribe Tim into helping him deal with the ledgers of the stores all he has to do is promise Tim free drinks/snacks from any of the bookstores for a certain length of time as long as everything comes up clean in any audit that quarter. He'd go to Barbara but she's harder to bribe.
The bookshops are also useful because they are nice places for any of his goons to work when they want to get out of the goon life for whatever reason while they look for something more long term.
All of the bookstores have different names. Jason has gathered a number of favors from his family for, or was allowed to offer in place of a favor, the right to name one of the bookstores.
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jgracie · 11 days
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domestic jason grace save me domestic jason grace
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mediumgayitalian · 1 month
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Will would like to say, at risk of perjuring himself, that he did not intend to fall asleep.
Like, he wanted to.
And he did.
But it was not his original intent.
His original intent was to stabilize his patients (success), climb out the back window of the infirmary (success), stick the landing (failure is good for growth), meet Nico behind the Big House (success), and shadow travel to his cabin without throwing up (fifty percent is a pass). The secondary intent was to sprawl on his boyfriend’s lap, taking up as much space as possible in his massive, against-camp-regulations bed (how it is possible to be Dionysus’ nepo baby without actually being a child of Dionysus, Will shall never know), turn off his brain, and watch him play video games for a while.
The issue is that Nico is so comfortable.
Yeah, he’s bony. And yeah, sometimes he gets really into the game and forgets that Will is there, elbowing him in the face as he cusses at the screen in what sounds like ancient Latin. And yeah, the sound of a CoD lobby is the opposite of a sleep-conductive environment. However.
However.
While he may spend hours of his week standing on tables, lecturing on healthy eating habits and regular circadian rhythms via sonnet, and enforcing said habits via taser (rip Leo Valdez, you would’ve loved watching Will taser people for stress relief, come back alive soon), Will is what his friends and family call a ‘big fat hypocrite’.
He wouldn’t know healthy habits if they painted themselves bright neon blue (the easiest colour for him to see), stood ten feet tall, dressed in Malvolio’s outfit from Twelfth Night, and roundhouse kicked him in the teeth his mother spent thousands of dollars on (braces suck). He has not slept through the night even once his whole life. Yesterday, his two meals were 1) twizzlers and 2) audacity. He once measured how much liquid he had in his system on any given time and then drank approximately two point seven litres of RedBull to become, by volume, one half percent caffeine. (His heart did indeed stop. But it started back up again when Jason shocked him, so it was fine. Plus, he wrote it all down, so in reality it was science.)
Also, his dumbfuck peers keep getting themselves maimed, and he was informed unfortunately by Chiron that he cannot strike and leave them to suffer. (Accusing him of violating his First Amendment Right To Petition got him nothing but stable duty.) As of ten minutes before Nico picked him up, he was on his thirty-ninth consecutive hour of being awake. Probably. (He’s reasonably certain that climbing a tree on Friday morning and belting himself to the trunk, Katniss Everdeen style, for a quick catnap was not a fever dream, but one can never be too certain.)
Regardless. Point is, Will had cute boys to cuddle and Thoughts to Think. He had no intention of falling asleep.
And, yet.
He wakes up warm — the perfect kind of warm, wherein you feel akin to a soupified caterpillar in a chrysalis — or like a croissant lovingly shaped by the hands of an elderly chef in Paris and baked with care in a regulated oven — or like a wonderfully blubbery elephant seal baking on a slick rock — or like a space rock hurtling through the —
“Morning, Sunshine,” murmurs a very familiar voice. Following the very gentle murmur is a very gentle smooch on the forehead. Will, still mostly asleep, thinks he would sign off his soul without a second thought to ensure it happens again. “Or evening, rather.”
“Has anyone ever offered you their soul?” Will asks, fuzzy and disoriented. He tries and fails to blink the grogginess away, but the world around him stays dark, and the hand in his hair remains where it is, and he is so, so sleepy.
“Not yet,” Nico says. Will can hear the amused smile in his voice. “Why?”
Will yawns. “No reason. Timizzit?”
“Late, tesoro. Past curfew.”
Will groans, knocking his head gently back into Nico’s hold.
Of course his dumb ass slept through the evening. Of course he now has to drag himself awake and walk, in the blistering, nose-numbing frost (it’s sixty degrees, Solace) across camp, dodging feral harpy attacks (Apollo kids have harpy immunity, William), and trudging into his sad, small, lonely bed (gods above you are your father’s son) where he will of course be fully awake by the time he gets there. God really does give his hardest battles to his strongest soldiers. (You’re an atheist, William Andrew.)
“Why me,” he laments, refusing to move from his boyfriend’s lap. Perhaps he will simply wither here, warm, satisfied, and more importantly away from little siblings who will not stop squabbling even when their long-suffering older brother looks longingly and pointedly at a bottle of cyanide.
Nico snorts. “Because the gods are punishing you for your crimes.”
“I have committed no crimes! This is unjust! Partisan! I am Hester Prynne and she is me —”
“Your mother is going to hell for teaching you literacy.”
“Defamation and libel!”
“Shut up, Will, gods —”
But he softens the blow of his words by leaning down, hands on either side of Will’s face, and kissing him like he’s trying to breathe him back to life. Or keep him quiet, honestly, but he smells like woodsmoke and citrus and old leather so Will doesn’t really mind. Even if he did, the chapped skin of Nico’s lips serves as a very good distraction, as does the brush of his thumb over Will’s cheekbone and the cool press of his ring against Will’s heated skin.
“Stay over,” he whispers, shifting his lips to Will’s chin, his jaw, his neck. He scratches his teeth lightly against Will’s adam’s apple and his hemoglobin briefly forget how important their job is. “You don’t have a shift tomorrow and everyone at camp owes you, like, twelve favours each.”
“That’s very convincing,” Will mumbles, unsure if he’s referring to Nico’s sound logic or the breath he blows on the shell of Will’s ear, which makes his arrector pili muscles go crazy. (He could make a more convincing case for the logic if all the blood had not abandoned his brain. Alas.)
“I’m a very convincing person.”
He slides a hand under Will’s shirt and his already very weak resolve pulls out a suitcase, packs its things, and abandons its family to pursue a career in competitive shoemaking. Or something. Nico’s hands are very very cold and it feels really really good for some reason and Will is just one man, okay. He may have been named after willpower but that does not mean he possesses any. And Nico is a convincing person. He out-stubborned Death.
“Okay,” he gasps out, arching into the nail Nico scratches over the intensely sensitive skin of his hip, “I’m staying, I’m staying, please take all your wiles and ship them out into the sea in a wine crate ala Danaë and her newborn.”
“…You are such a deeply strange person.”
“And yet you love me so.”
Nico presses his smile to Will’s forehead. “Indeed, I do.”
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weebsinstash · 4 months
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something that I think would be, truly one of the worst things about the yandere Batfamily really truly is their power to make any and every problem you've ever had completely go away in no time at all
it can be such an awful feeling to see that you struggled in vain with something that was nothing at all to someone else. You could have significant issues that have followed you all your life and have had traumatic impacting effects on you and these people could come in and sweep that all away. Student loans you've been paying off for years, if not a fraction of your lifespan, still burying you in debt? We are talking fucking decimal points on the scale of Bruce Wayne's wealth. That bad leg from an old work injury? Let's grab you one of the best doctors in Gotham, if not the entire world, fuck, we may even get you a doctor or medicine that isn't even human-made! Y'all want a magic leg? We know this chick who can speak backwards, you want a magically healed leg?
Crippling loneliness? Eternal sunshine and objectively best Robin Dick Grayson is here to brighten your entire world since he knows what it can feel like to be hurting and alone and he's literally like the heart and soul of the entire manor besides Alfred
Chronic pain, an undiagnosed disability, or maybe you're not confident in your fitness? Jason has extensive knowledge of injury recovery, physical therapy, and overall knowledge about human biology and musculature and how everything correlates
Family issues? Daddy issues? Let Resident Troubled Kid Expert Alfred Pennyworth be your new grandpa. He's dealt with more than one temperamental snappy individual, and he'll use his patience, experience, and wit to wear down all your stress and hostility. It's hard to keep being cruel to someone who's nothing but kind to you, and he has plenty of patience and delicious baked treats to hold out until you give in
Honestly just the fact most of them are so fucking young would get under my skin. You could be approaching your 30s and be sitting here at the Wayne family dinner table as their weird sister/mom/girlfriend/whatever and being all "I've just always had these struggles my entire life, I dont know what's wrong with me, I feel like I can't control how I act or feel and I hate it" and someone like Tim who depending on the source material and where you are on the timeline is a literal teenager with extensive knowledge of criminals and psychology is just over here, "oh, that? You have chronic childhood trauma, recurring resurfacing conflict related ptsd, severe abandonment issues, emotional regulation problems that are probably biological, and also you probably have autism, and there's nothing wrong with any of that :)" and then he turns to Bruce and starts talking about how his school is taking a trip abroad to Greece while you sit there processing that everyone around the table has extensively psychologically evaluated you and you probably have your own file on the Batcomputer (you do. It's excessive.)
It's just. The psychology of having all these problems you've struggled with be wiped away by someone else like it's nothing and how, that can result in making someone feel all the more worthless and helpless. Oh, Bruce was able to just make all your problems disappear? Clearly YOU weren't trying hard enough. Tim is able to suss out what's wrong with you? Well YOU'RE the dysfunctional idiot who was born wrong, and YOU were the one choosing the wrong doctors. You're watching all these young teenagers or young adults be vigilantes and travel the world and learn multiple languages and you're like. Normal guy Steve from the grocery store. You know? They take control of your life and make you feel like a side character in it, because everything you do is now attached to them, and all of them and all of their adventures are so... spectacular
And really, someone with a meaner heart, and maybe someone more blunt like, say, Damian, could perhaps come in and make some comment, "see? This is why you needed our assistance in caring for you" and what are you gonna do, NOT act like they basically fixed your entire life in less than a year's time, with the one objection of kidnapping and imprisonment? You're just over here, "um yeah, actually, I'm an adult and I can take care of myself, you don't need to TAKE CARE OF ME???" meanwhile Bruce and Alfred are exchanging knowing looks while you speak as if the old butler hadn't needed to help you call your doctor and other important urgent matters because being on the phone with strangers gave you such intense anxiety. Ok yes sure honey you are a lovely functional adult and your brain is big and beautiful and perfect 🥰 now shut up about going to live back home on your own, go play Xbox with your new brothers or go bake something with Grandpa while the world's greatest detective sits down in the Batcave using the Batcomputer to track down and "have a friendly chat" with that one childhood teacher that gave you that one really specific trauma-
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wwwbestgoredotcom · 1 year
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Slashers with a s/o who owns a bakery
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Warnings / murder mentions, fluff, short for most of them, suggestive themes (no smut)
Characters included / Thomas Hewitt, Micheal Myers, Billy lenz, Jason Voorhees, Bo Sinclair, Candyman, Billy Loomis
Genre / fluff
Writing style / headcanons
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Thomas Hewitt :
This man LIVES for your baked goods
You and his mother always cook together and he eats that shit up
When he puts you in his lap and you feed him cupcakes or spoonfuls of cake, he never let's you get up from his lap man
(He doesn't care how heavy you are, you are sitting on his lap)
Loves to cook with you
He'd be so greatful if help pay for their needs or feed them using your money
Scratch that bro he'd be BEYOND greatfull
Bandages you up when you burn or hurt yourself while baking
Micheal Myers :
Stands over you just watching you bake
Pushes the spoon away if you try to feed him
But after a couple tries he just accepts it at that point
Can't cook for the life of him
Won't admit it but he loves when you cook for him
Like for his birthday or a special occasion
Looks at you from outside of your shop window
(And nobody sees him for some reason??)
He got blood in batter of some cookies and he learned to never do that again
Billy Lenz :
Nah cuz this guy has the BIGGEST sweet tooth EVER
Begs you to make him sweets
Just pretend here he gets out of the attic
He sits on your lap and makes you feed him
Sits at your job all day until you leave (with him)
He sits on the counter in the kitchen and watches you bake
Gets hurt more than you when you accidently burn yourself
He compares your "sweetness" to your desserts
Ofc he makes it dirty
He steals sweets from you and your bakery all the time
Jason Voorhees :
He and his mom love your cooking so much
You two feed eachother all the time
Cupcakes are his favorite
In the au, your bakery is near the woods you two live in
He doesn't like you going away but he won't complain
Insists on helping you with the dishes after you're done baking
Hugs you from behind when you bake
He would help but he thinks he'll mess it up if he does
After stressing over the trespassers, the only thing that can calm him done is your baking
Bo Sinclair :
He goes to your job and starts flirting with you as if you two aren't dating
Like Billy, he also makes it dirty
"'Stead of 'em pastries ya make everyday, how 'bout I have you fer dessert 'is time" along with a wink
Unlike the others, he laughs at you when you hurt yourself
Then when you cry he actually starts to care
Buys you the products you need
"Why're ya makin' another cake? Ya a'ready got enough in tha back" also followed by a wink and an ass slap
Like I said, makes it dirty
He overall loves you baking
Candyman :
In this au, he lives with you and not in a mirror
Helps you bake everytime
For your birthdays and other occasions, he bakes instead of you
While you two wait for whatever dessert you're making to bake, he showers you in kisses, hugs, and slow dances with you
Praises you every time
If you wear an apron, he ties it for you and when he's done he gives you a neck kiss
Thinks his bees and hook get in the way when you're cooking but you shut that down pretty quickly
He feeds you and kisses you after each bite
Billy Loomis :
He smugges some ingredients (cream, frosting, etc) on your face
He does it so he can kiss/lick it off of you
Visits you at your job
Mainly visits you when it's near your break time
Last time he helped you bake, he burnt the dessert so uh never again
He just sits there lookin pretty watching you bake
One time for his birthday you made him a horror themed cake and when you cut it, red jam spills out the center like blood
He fell in love with you that same day
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clockwayswrites · 7 months
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What yes? I didn't write one.
WC: 808 Masterpost
Jason didn’t see Danny until Tuesday. Which was fine.
It was fine.
He knew how busy Danny’s Monday classes were. But knowing that Danny was busy and waiting out the other’s expected arrival were two very different things. Jason did his best to occupy his time with reviewing the proposition for the new Park Row Library.
His kitchen counter covered in baked goods showed how well the distraction went.
It’s just that if he thought to much about Danny and all of the… surrounding Danny-ness, he started over thinking everything about it. It was better to just not think, which was hard, so baking. Baking always calmed him down. But now Jason had nowhere to set down the tray of cookies that were in hand. Maybe he should invite his siblings over, all of this would be gone by nights end with that swarm of locust.
A knock at his door paused Jason’s attempts to Tetris his counter into order. Thanking his good balance, Jason pulled up his door camera on his phone.
It was only Danny.
Fuck, it was only Danny.
Plate of cookies still in hand, Jason opened the door. “Danny, hi.”
Danny opened his mouth, closed it, and then took a step back. He brought a hand up to cover his grin. “Jason.”
“Danny…,” Jason said back warily.
“I, um,” Danny did his best to muffle a snicker. “,ah, like your apron. Did Dick get you it?”
Jason had to glance down at the apron he had put on that morning. He didn’t really look at them, it’s just whatever was on top of the clean stack. Today though, meeting him was the upside down text of ‘Titty Protector’. It was bright white on the blue apron.
As Jason sighed Danny gave up on trying to hide his laughter and just cackled.
“Yeah, yeah, laugh it up and see how many cookies you get.”
“No! I’m sorry,” Danny whined, trying to get his laughter back under control. “It’s a great apron. Amazing. Would ogle again. Dick totally bought it for you, didn’t he?”
“Actually it was Stephanie, friend of the family.”
“She must be something,” Danny said. He snagged a cookie as Jason backed up to let him through the door, only to pause with it halfway to his mouth. “Um, prepping for a bake sale?”
“No,” Jason grumbled. He locked his door before joining Danny in staring at the counter covered in baked goods. It really was absurd looking at it with fresh eyes. Even his siblings might have issues with this pile.
“So… ah, why all the food?”
Jason just frowned and clicked his nail against the edge of the plate. He didn’t know how to explain this to Danny.
“Oh Jason,” Danny sighed. He took the plate from Jason’s left hand, snagged his right, and led them over to the couch. The cookies got set down on the coffee table. “Hood talked to you, didn’t it?”
Jason nodded.
“Jason, it’s okay. We can still just be friends, right? I promise I won’t try anything with Hood either, it’s both of you or neither of you—”
Jason jerked his gaze to Danny. “What?”
Danny smile was sad and a little wobbly. “Like I told Hood, I’m not a home wrecker and clearly this is stressing you out. You don’t have to worry about letting me down gently.”
“Danny.”
“I just… I’d still like to be friends?”
“Danny! I’m stress baking because I want to say yes. I mean, we both want to say yes.”
Danny’s mouth snapped closed. His brow furrowed. “Saying yes is stressing you out?”
“Well… you have kept me waiting. You never did ask me, actually, and—”
“Hey Jason?” Danny asked, cutting Jason off.
Jason didn’t know whether to smile or sigh. He settled for both. “Yes Danny?”
“I’d really like to date you and your boyfriend. I think you’re both pretty amazing and I’ve gotten permission from your boyfriend to ask you. So, what do you say, want to date me too?”
“It could be dangerous.”
“Luckily I’ve been getting self defense lessons.”
“I’m a public figure.”
“I’m pretty oblivious to news, or you can keep me a secret like Hood.”
“He’s a crime lord.”
“Let’s be real, he’s a philanthropist with guns.”
“I’ve… only dated Hood. I might be really bad at it.”
“Luckily I already like being around you. And you feed me. Come on Jason, date me?” Danny asked, finally taking a bite of the cookie he had been holding this whole time.
Jason rolled his eyes, but could feel the smile pulling at his lips. “How can I say no to that?”
“That a yes?”
“Yes.”
Danny whooped and leaned in to press a quick kiss to Jason’s lips.
“You taste like cookies,” Jason said. He was grinning now.
“Yeah, and who’s fault is that?”
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AN: Thank you for the suggestions! I actually had a few lines of this one written so I went with it because I've been slayed. Had some bad new from work on the end of 3 meetings and then came home to a disturbing comment so I'm just a little done today.
BUT! We got something cute! And the boys have the scene where they start dating! Woohoo. Stay delightful and kind, darlings.
I no longer tag, you can instead subscribe to the masterpost.
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“This can’t be normal…”
“Jason, you’re a halfa, nothing is normal.”
Jason threw a bird as he continued to study the mirror.
There was a lump on his stomach. It wasn’t there last week.
Call him paranoid but the last time he wasn’t ended with him in a box.
Danny snickered from his perch on Jason’s bed.
“You know if something is really bothering you than we can go visit Frostbite? It’s kind of his whole deal to make sure we don’t croak again.”
Jason grimaced as he pressed the toilet’s flush with his foot.before entering his bedroom and flopping onto the bed.
“Sure, who doesn’t enjoy getting lectures from yetis? It’s probably just a resurgence of the pit. And extra can of liquid lime jello a day and I’ll be good.”
“You say that now, but last time it was you flame core coming in.”
Jason grimaced,
“I’m aware.”
“You burned down a safe house. Jason, you’re no longer human. You need to remember that it’s never nothing wit-“
Danny let out a sharp yelp as he felt a harsh kick send him to the floor. Getting up, he sent a glare at the snickering vigilante before letting out a sigh,
“I’m just saying it’s better to get this checked out before it becomes a problem.”
“If it will calm your nerves than we can visit tomorrow, now get over here. I have patrol in a couple hours and I demand compensation.”
“Compensation?” He snickered as he slid into the older boy’s arms. “Compensation for what?”
“The lectures I’m going to have to deal with tomorrow. Now shut up dumbass.”
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Jason was in shock.
He had to be because there’s no way that Frosty just said-
“-quite remarkable Jason! Usually when it comes to procreation ghosts have challenges to produce one child-“
Triplets.
‘That’s three..’
“Holy shit.”
Like actually how??
Jason couldn’t even remember when the last time he slept with someone let alone bottomed.
Glancing over to Danny he could see that he was trying to do math as well.
“I don’t- how?”
Frostbite gave him a confused look,
“Young Jason? What do you mean?”
“I mean how? I haven’t had sex since I met Danny.”
“Ahh, you are thinking of human procreation. When it comes to ghosts they really only need to have a strong wish for children and have their body and haunt in a proper state to carry. Add the fact that you have been in prolonged contact with the Great One probably caused the quantity.”
Fucking hell Desiree..
“So they’re mine?” Danny asked,
“As far as I’m aware. Congratulations you two on your hauntlings! Now with the sheer number you are a caring Jason I think it it best that we talk about what you should expect-“
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“Jason talk to me babe.”
“Talk? What is there to talk about? I’m fine, you’re fine, the babies are fine. Everything is fine.”
Danny hummed as he floated above the kitchen.
“You say that but you’re stress baking.”
“We were out of snacks.”
“You’re making a cheesecake at five in the morning.”
Jason slammed his rolling pin a bit more aggressively into the gram crackers before turning around.
“Fine! You know what? I’m stressed, I admit it! We’re not in a stable place here! We’re two 23 year olds who live in crime alley! The Anti-Ecto acts just got brought down. You’re going to college and I’m a vigilante crime lord!”
Jason furiously rubbed his palm into his eye before releasing a long breath,
“It’s just- really hitting right now.” He slid down the cabinet to the tile, “Fuck we’re having kids.”
Danny lightly floated to the floor before gently leaning into the taller man.
“Hey, you’re thinking about this like we’re going to do this alone. You’re forgetting that we have support. Tucker and Sam are moving over soon, Jazz is one call away. That doesn’t even count the 20 billion siblings you dad has got.”
The snort Jason let out was counted as a win.
“I mean do you know how many onesies I saw Dick looking up on his phone during those weeks of pranking?Tim was frantically googling what to expect while your expecting.”
“Really?”
Danny nodded solemnly,
“Duke and Damian were figuring out how to set up a nursery. You remember how Bruce reacted the first time. They’ll be excited! And we both know that the girls are going to flip!”
Danny gently nudged him in the side,
“Annnd you’ll have me. I’ll be at your side until you get annoyed by my presence!”
Jason gently unfolded himself and rested his head on Danny’s,
“You know that we’re going to have to come clean about our relationship right?”
With a dramatic sigh Danny got up and pulled Jason along,
“It was fun while it lasted, two and a half years of circumventing Brucie’s attempts of getting me to join the family only to be murdered for that same reason.”
“Nah, Old man isn’t who you should be worried about, Alfred on the other hand…”
As they sat down and turned on the morning news a calm finally fell onto Jason. With a glance down to his stomach he took a deep breath.
‘Yeah we can do this.”
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thesuperiorrobin · 9 months
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𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫!𝐃𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐖𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐞 (𝐨𝐧 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤!)
Ft: his brothers; Alfred, and Bruce. Requested
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Doesn’t stream a lot.
He comes and goes when ever he pleases.
Probably streams like 2 maybe 3 times a month.
Could be gone for long periods of time.
He’s sarcastic and people will find it funny
Most of his streams are mostly him showing his new pet he got or just streams of him painting.
His brothers would occasionally drop by to mess with him while he’s live
Mostly Jason
His fans loves to ask him questions and love it more when he answers them
His chat mostly consist of them trying to get with Bruce. He’s disgusting to say the least.
“How old is your father ;)?” “He’s to old for you. stay away from my father.”
“Would you ever want to meet your fans?” “No. Genuinely speaking I’m scared of almost all of you. You people are horrifying and horrendous and obviously for SPECIFIC REASON AND PEOPLE, I walk around with security”
“Let me Rizz you up😫” “what? What the hell is Rizz”
His fans ask him for advice.
Do not ask him for advice, really shitty at it.
“My parents are getting a divorce what do I do :(” “I don’t know go to therapy? Find help?”
“I don’t know who my dad is” “sucks. I didn’t know my father until I was twelve :/“
Sometimes he makes baking videos with Alfred’s
Everyone loves Alfred btw, and if you don’t you’re probably getting Doxxed. 🤷‍♀️
Sometimes his brother would take over his streams without him knowing, Tim hacked his account.
There’s a compilation on the internet of Damian cursing as his brother (and fighting) during his streams and or/ of them taking over.
Jason does most of it, actually no him and dick do. Dick tells everybody’s Damian business. And the chat eats it up every. Single. Time.
“Is Damian single? Asking for a friend?” “He is very much single. Actually he has a crush on someone from school”
“Should we be telling everyone this?” “Probably not”
Cue Damian coming in hot with his Katana and Jason quickly logging off.
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I’m still stressing over going to school in 10 days. Also my counselor was sounding really sassy in our email conversation about me changing my PE 3 class to PE 1 🤨
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babyyoda234 · 4 months
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Tea Time with Alfred
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Context: Alfred has always been a close family friend of your Grandma. After her death both of you haven't been dealing with the grief very well, so you decide to start hanging out more to ease the pain. (Y/G/N: your grandma’s name)
Knocking on the door to Wayne Manor, I fumble with the basket of muffins in my left hand. A very confused Jason opens the door.
"Look Y/N..." He begins awkwardly shifting his balance. Guilt spreads across his sculpted features.
"With love, I'm not here for you." I interrupt putting my hand up to silence him, "Whatever you have to say, save it for another time."
Brushing past him, I wander down the hallway past a dozen or so portraits of the Wayne family. With the high ceilings and shelves filled with books older than my great Grandma, I narrowly get lost in the grandeur. One of the glass shelves catches my attention. A much younger looking Alfred beams up at me while a soaked brunette angrily swats at his shoulder with a shoe. My heart contracts when I recognize the woman. Years before she got sick, Y/G/N was radiant. Although the photo is in black and white, I know for certain she is wearing her faithful orange sweater that was in rags by the time I came around. The photo reads: Alfred's revenge London 1965. My eyes well up with tears at the thought of her being so healthy. The image of how frail she looked in that hospice bed will forever be burned in my heart.
The next photo over shows Alfred, Grandma, and I at my first visit to Gotham. Freshly nine, Gotham was such an adventure. Driving into the city was... nothing short of magical. There may have been crime in every corner, but her stories brought much needed light into the city. My 9 year old self hadn't yet grown into herself. With cracked glasses I had broken moments prior and aggressively neon braces, my fashion had a long way to go. I was probably too big to go on Alfred's shoulders at that point, but he picked me up anyway for the walk around the city. The crowded boardwalk behind us sold the best deep fried oreos in Gotham city. A teenager at the time, Dick had convinced me that the secret ingredient was cocaine... As an adult looking at Gotham city, that joke may not be too far off.
The infamous smell of Alfred's baking grounds me to the present. Dickie isn't stealing my gameboy anymore. He's happily living in Bludhaven revamping their police force. Shit, I really need to call him back. How do you tell someone that if you talk about it there is no guarantee that the crying will ever stop?
It doesn't matter what he’s been saying. It's better to not burden him with this. I take a deep breath to avoid a breakdown. Cookies. Tea time. Glancing at my watch, I realize I'm five minutes late. Classic y/n.
Alfred's back is to me when I finally stumble into the kitchen. A mischievous grin emerges on my face as I creep closer making a conscious effort to silence my footsteps. Jason used to say that watching the two of us sneak up on each other was like watching a cheetah stalking its prey. Of course, Alfred always made it look so easy though. Halfway there....
Stirring a bowl of brownie batter by hand, he calls out to me.
"You've got to do a lot better than that if you want to sneak up on me."
I stifle a laugh throwing my hands up in surrender.
"Sorry Alfie.... Old habits die hard. You would not believe what happened to me today..."
Conversing with the older man fills a void, I have been missing. Telling him about life made everything less scary. If I can spin these horrifying events into a joke during tea time.. well I guess I can survive it.
Alfred isn't one to diverge intense grief, yet I will never forget how heartbroken he was when he explained how painful it was to talk to me. Although our features may be completely different, it was the mannerisms that hurt the most to see: the way I held my hands when I was nervous, the anxious laughter in stressful situations, the silly regency romance novels that sat on my bedside table, the intense hatred of the barren winter... My entire being has been shrouded by her love. For better or worse.
The first couple months, I could almost pretend she wasn't gone. Working two jobs while attending school doesn't give me much time to reflect. However, the holidays left an unspoken hollow void. The empty seat at dinner. The contact I would instinctively dial. The horrible sinking in my chest when I remembered the phone would ring forever.
At the beginning, I think we both pretended we were talking to her. Now as I cackle over his photo collection of Tim falling asleep in public places, I realize how much I love the man who was so important to her. This pain may always stay with me, but what is grief if not love persevering?
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Things Y/N says in the Horror House
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Plot: Just the title XD Or 'Y/N having a rough time all the time*
Warnings: Sexual references and course language
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"Freddy- Freddy you are a grown man- "
"CHUCKY YOU STOP ENCOURAGING HIM- "
"No no, Patrick, I was not looking at you and wouldn't dream of looking at you no no no Oh would you look at that, Chucky's trynna get Bubba to sniff glue again, so good talk I gotta go- "
"Bubba, I- I just... I desperately want to help you, but- I just- I have... I have no idea what you're saying to me."
"Pennywise how many times have I told you don't transform into residents of the home!! You are going to cause an accident!"
*Gassp* "Oh my god... Michael is going to murder you."
*Gasp* "Who told Carrie the f word!? I THOUGHT WE HAD AN AGREEMENT STU."
"THATS IT!- I HAVE SEEN ENTIRELY TOO MANY PENISES IN THIS HOUSE. WE AS A COMMUNITY ARE GOING TO NEED TO START LOCKING THE TOILET DOOR."
"Jen I need so much therapy... "
"Bubba don't put that in the muffins."
"Oh yes Billy I can ground you- JASON COME ON IN NOW AND BRING THE SHOVEL."
"Jason, you are an angel."
"Jason are you serious right now? Put all the Slashers down- "
"Jerry, stop trying to seduce everyone. You're about to win over Freddy and you're gonna regret it I promise you."
"Billy? Stu? Whoever you are take off that stupid mask and go to bed."
"Between you and me Jen... Patrick terrifies me."
"THATS IT- you two CANNOT play together anymore!!"
*Jamming the end of a broom into the ceiling while Chiffany do marital things~ in the room above* "IT. IS. BED. TIME."
"Penny what are you doing... sneaking into Chucky and Tiffany's room... you know what I don't wanna know. As you were."
"Freddy do you... can you just think about the things that you say?"
"What do you mean Bubba's brothers are coming for a visit!?!?"
"Jason I have your mother on the phone!! She says I love you and please put the doll down." (Spoiler alert. Pamela was not on the phone)
"Put Chucky down." (At least 7 times a damn day)
(Part 1) "Okay... someone's gotta feed Aubrey II. I volunteer Micha- where did he go??"
(Part 2) "AUBREY TWO. AUBREY TWO SPIT HIM UP THIS INSTANT."
(Part 3) "Oh, so you listen to Carrie, huh... stupid plant."
(Part 4) "So for now on Carrie will be in charge of feeding the killer plant."
"... Oh god why on earth is Chucky laughing in the other room... "
"What do you mean 'what am I doing baking at midnight?', its called stress baking, I am literally terrified 24-7 around here and the sweets are the only thing between me and 6th degree online shopping addiction."
"... No... Michael I am not on Amazon... "
"I AM NOT Y'ALLS SEX EXPERT. STOP ASKING ME AWKWARD QUESTIONS- no, no, except you Carrie. You get back here and get an education. Don't listen to Freddy- "
"Chucky stop bullying Bubba."
"Oh, what am I doing? Well, Jason and Michael are glaring at eachother from across the room and I'm moving out."
"Behave or I will get Freddy- OH YES I WILL I AM ON MY FINAL STRAW HERE."
"Billy, Stu, leave Michael alone."
"... *Sigh*... I didn't think I needed to actually say this... but please do not watch porn in the livingroom."
(Part 1) "Tiffany help me to understand what you see in Chucky."
(Part 2) "Tiffany stop helping me I don't want to know these things."
"So this is how I die."
"Patrick that is a spectacular tie- annnnd he's just walked past me without a word... "
"Pamela is coming everyone act like you have impulse control."
"No Jerry I'm not gonna bet on who's gonna win todays fight between Freddy and Jason- alright, 10 on Jason."
"... *Deep breath* ... I'm gonna buy that platter on Amazon I don't need."
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tinkerbelle05 · 1 year
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Single parent Bruce Wayne batkids being protective and (healthy) possessive over Bruce?? Batkids who have differing opinions on who Bruce should date?? Yes, yes, yes!!
I imagined that the kids are pretty used to Bruce going on dates as Brucie Wayne, to keep up the playboy persona. All of them have worried about varying degrees. Some took the time to do background checks on the person he was going out with and others decided to spy on them.
Hell, they would’ve been doing just that if Alfred hadn’t stopped them. Said something about how Bruce is an adult who can make his own decisions. They all knew the butler was lying through his teeth.
But they were all comforted by the fact that Bruce didn't have any feelings. That most likely, there would be no second dates with that person, they would fade into the faceless void that was the Gotham elite.
That assurance wrapped them up in a blanket when Bruce was out later than he was supposed to. When he came back happy and giggling rather than the usual indifference or just exhaustion.
“This is weird, right?” Duke questioned one day. They were all in the kitchen waiting for brownies that Jason was stress baking them.
“What is?” Jason asked-mumbled as he was setting the timer.
There was a definite tension in the air around them. For a full house of people, it was quiet. Just the sound of mindlessly scrolling on the phone and Jason’s baking filled it. The silence lingered either way.
“That we have this protectiveness of Bruce,” he explained. “Like he goes out for a ‘date’ and look at us. All nervous and fidgety. I mean, it’s been an hour and no arguments between Tim and Dami.”
No one had an answer for that. It was one of those that were complicated and simple all at once. Bruce was a person with feelings even though he tries to hide them, they are present. They exist. And he breaks, easy and often. And shouldn’t that be reason enough? Because he’s a person who has so much love to give but has been burned too many times.
But continues to love either way.
“Because he’s our dad and no one’s ever gonna be good enough for him, duh.” Jason answers, unfiltered and blunt. He was the most vocal in opposition to these dates in the first place, or Bruce going on dates in general.
“But it's all fake though? We all know that for him it might as well be another business meeting.”
Jason opened his mouth to respond when Bruce walked in, and as usual he was bombarded with a million questions. Duke’s question was forgotten by all of them.
“Where did you go?”
“What did you do?”
“Who was it?”
“How was it?”
“Guys, guys, calm down,” Bruce chuckles, “I just got into the house. Let me settle in first.” There was a faint redness of his cheeks, a glint in his eyes.
That only suggest trouble.
“And also, my date isn’t the type of person you guys are thinking of,” he starts off, walking towards the den. His kids follow him like little ducklings following their mother. “It was Harvey Dent “
“The fucking D.A?! Two Face??” Jason yells, alarmed. Harvey Dent wasn't the type to have fake dates with people.
“It was a real date,” Bruce admits to them. He gets comfortable on the couch and all of his kids surround him, preparing to latch on to every word. “Only Alfred knew about it because we know how you kids can get. I really like him, and I know that you have your suspicions, especially about him. So, please?”
“No!” Jason said, a frown on his face and his arms crossed. “I don’t like him, I don’t trust him, and he isn’t good enough.”
“Jay-“
“I agree with Todd, Father,” Damian cuts in. “My mother is a more suitable choice if we’re being honest.”
“Eh, if we are actually being honest, it’d be Superman.”
“Superman?!” Jason questions with disgust written all over his face. “Dickface, I know you have some hero worship going on with him, but that's the most basic of basic.”
“Plus, it’d be weird if I was dating my Dad’s boyfriend’s son,” Tim added.
“For once, Drake is correct. Neither Dent nor the alien is the correct choice for Father. Like I-”
“No, little brother,” Cass said.
“Yea, I agree with Cass here, Dames. I just don't see it working out with those two,” Duke agreed.
The argument continued well into the night and in true Wayne fashion, it in a debate style with well-thought powerpoints and some insults thrown in of course. No one had any agreement on who deserved their father.
“Um, do I get to make a decision on this?” Bruce asked in the middle of a laughing fit. It was nice to have the house full with people and laughter.
All of them looked at him with a blank stare and responded with a swift “No”.
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thelibrarian1895 · 2 days
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If your sibling is a rogue then make the best of it
I would like to think that Jason is very Hondo Onakha about kidnapping, very dramatic, fairly polite/chill to the one he kidnapped, minimal trauma, very professional overall but also very theatrical. Out of anyone in Gotham to have as your kidnapper, Jason aka the Red Hood is by far the very best person.
ALL of Jason's family whether they be legal, biological, emotional, or honorary, will absolutely try to convince Jason to kidnap them to get them out of some stupid civilian event. Whether or not Jason will go along with it will depend on several factors such as:
Does this benefit Bruce and get him out of a boring civilian event too? Then so sorry, you're just going to have to suffer!
How busy is Jason at the moment? Because being a drug lord and vigilante is actually pretty time consuming and kidnapping can be a lot of work for potentially very little gain.
What does Jason get out of it? Yes money is all well and good but Jason is rich by his own merits and can just steal from Bruce whenever, there's got to be more to it!
When is the last time Jason has kidnapped this sibling? He can't do it too often or it gets less effective. He has a reputation to maintain after all!
It may also depend on which sib is asking and what they need to be "saved" from.
Dick asks to be kidnapped from a bachelor auction charity? Ha! No chance, sorry Dickie! He will be there though and take pictures and laugh. (And also join all the other siblings who are stalking Dick and the winner of the auction in the event the winner wasn't one of the Bats or an invited member of the JL or Titans using Bruce's money) Dick asking to be kidnapped from a gala or some opening night of trendy place he's at to maintain civilian status? Maybe but the bribe has to be considerable. And it cannot benefit Bruce. Dick's normal bribes consist of taking some tedious part of an investigation over for Jason or getting intel from JL databases for Jason and the Outlaws.
Cass? Anytime and always, favorite sister who can beat him up has special kidnapping privileges, though they did stop for a very long time when some weirdos put out the theory that the Red Hood was in love with Gotham's Princess. (idk if Cass is considered Gotham's Princess in any version of canon but she is to me) Cass does still repay Jason in the form of Black Bat keeping an eye on Jason's territory when he's out of Gotham for any significant length of time.
Tim? He does owe the kid for several incidents and Tim normally doesn't abusive the privilege so he'd probably do it but there does have to be some sort of bribe for appearances sake. Tim usually gets Jason to agree in exchange for pictures of Batman tripping over his cape or in some other ridiculous position. Bonus in Jason's mind if Tim requests a kidnapping when Bruce is off world or otherwise occupied, therefore giving Brucie Wayne's reputation a hit. However if Tim wants to be kidnapped from something where Bruce is also suffering as Brucie, Tim is SOL (Tim might get revenge by getting Kon to wear Red Hood gear and "kidnap" Tim from the event if Jason refused. Kon will do it because Tim asked and also I would like to think that Kon isn't too fond of the guy who beat his best friend/boyfriend nearly to death and will mess with him if given the chance) Since kidnapping normally interferes with things that Tim wants to do however, he may instead bribe Jason to not kidnap a sibling that has asked to be kidnapped. Jason usually obliges this no kidnapping request.
Barbara? Sorry, no, he doesn't want to stress the Commissioner like that. He will, however, kidnap other people for her if she asks.
Stephanie? No Stephanie, he doesn't care what you offer, he's not kidnapping you so you can avoid your finals! Stephanie has, however, worn various wigs and been various hostages who died at the hands of the Hood in order to maintain his reputation. She gets paid in baked goods for her service.
Damian? Damian considered the idea ridiculous and proclaimed he'd never stoop so low and he would carry out his duties no matter how onerous! Damian then had to go to a Gotham gala. Damian is trying very hard to figure out a suitable bribe to get the Red Hood to kidnap him often enough that Bruce will be forced to keep Damian away from galas because of the ongoing security threat. So far it hasn't worked because Damian is very bad at bribing Jason, Jason thinks Damian forced to interact with normal people is funny, and Tim is successfully bribing Jason to ignore Damian's bribery attempts. The Red Hood has "kidnapped" Damian once, as a treat, when he thought the kid was looking particularly down about something.
Duke? Duke has yet to be made to attend any society gatherings as the solo Wayne (normally that falls to Bruce, Dick, or Tim) and can usually be spotted hanging out with Cass by the snack table at any gala or trendy event. He's not at Cass's level of reading body language but he's pretty darn good and he and Cass have reached a new level of being able to avoid annoying rich people while at parties. Duke is Cass's favorite gala buddy. Duke hasn't felt the need to ask Jason to kidnap him yet but Jason will allow the first one to be free of charge, no questions asked. After that Duke hasn't figured out suitable bribes for Jason but has realized that all of his siblings are hyper competitive and that Jason would absolutely wager a kidnapping in a competition or for a bet.
Alfred? If Alfred asked then Jason would without any caveat. Alfred will not ask however but might ask on behalf of someone else and Jason will comply.
Bruce? Jason just laughs. And if someone else is planning on kidnapping Brucie Wayne from a particularly boring business meeting or gala? Jason will actively thwart the kidnapping to force Bruce to continue to deal with social activity.
Jason usually splits a portion of the ransom money into bonuses for his goons since their original job outline is drug dealer/enforcer/mobster and not kidnapper. If they're going to get major felonies on their records, better make it financially worth it. All of Jason's goons are masked during any kidnapping event. The rest of the ransom money goes towards a charity of Jason's choosing.
Jason has also kidnapped people who are not his family or family adjacent. Barbara thought her dad could use a vacation at one point but he didn't have the PTO for it so Barbara had the Red Hood kidnap him. James Gordon experienced the weirdest kidnapping of his life that included some of the best food he'd ever eaten, an extremely soft bed, his pile of books that were on his reading list, and access to the sports games he'd meant to watch. The ransom was successfully paid after he had a week to relax. Gordon was then, as per protocol, allowed time to relax after his "harrowing" event. Barbara forced him to take the time. Strangely enough, some politicians who had been giving the Commissioner a hard time were suddenly very quiet when James Gordon came back, well rested, well fed, and ready to get back to the grind. It, of course, had nothing to do with the very polite emails with pictures attached that they all received while the Commissioner was very publicly out of the way.
Oliver Queen, when he was visiting Gotham, was kidnapped by the Red Hood. He was released after the ransom was paid and specifically he was released back in Star City. Mr. Queen was unavailable for comment after the incident but some sources say that he was cursing bats for some reason.
Lois Lane found herself kidnapped by Red Hood and ransomed by the Daily Planet while Superman was off world. Lois Lane returned safely to Metropolis and published a shocking expose on Luthor's latest scheme. Her sources for the article remain a secret.
Bruce is very grumpy about the whole thing, not just because Jason won't help his poor father get out of the stupid social event, but also because Jason being technically a rogue like this makes it very hard for him to successfully argue that Jason should let himself regain legal living status.
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ssa-atlas-alvez · 1 year
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Cowboy!reader Masterlist
Because apparently y’all love this lol (see- see what I did there? Y’all)
I'm trying to put these in a rough order as I go in the fic universe to try and make it easier to read aha
Edith
Description: cowboy has an elderly neighbour (this is literally just cowboy and his neighbour, in my head set before he joins the BAU) Warnings: none
Interestin'
Description: Cowboy reader is new to the team and is feeling unheard. Warnings: bad government knowledge on Atlas' part, I did try to google it but idk guys, trying my best here. Oh, also, stress eating.
I Understand
Description: directly follows from 'interestin'', cowboy reader talks down a teenage unsub. Warnings: guns, hostage negotiations, untrusting team
Lies
Description: Directly follows 'I Understand', Hotch accuses cowboy reader of lying to the teen unsub. Warnings:
The Post That Started It All
Description: Warnings: gunshot wound.
Baking and House Plants
Description: Warnings: briefly mentions anxiety.
Poetry
Description: Cowboy and Spencer talk about reading Warnings: the only thing I can think of is that reader suggests to spencer to read the warnings of a book reader likes
Allergies (Not Really)
Description: Warnings: transphobia, sad reader, guns, bullet wound, fighting, briefly mentions some murders to set the scene a bit, someone calls reader a redneck.
More (Not) Allergies
Description: Allergies (Not Really) Part 2 Warnings: minor sad reader.
Flirting, reckless driving, I didn't mean to hit you I promise
Description: Warnings: minor car accident, unsub is not a nice man, brief mentions of killings/murders.
Mama's Boy
Description: (Follow up from Flirting, reckless driving, I didn't mean to hit you I promise) Warnings: Brief mentions of murder and kidnapping (super brief), a man tries to intimidate a woman, that’s about it. Oh, some swearing. 
Pretty As A picture
Description: Warnings: a shelter?
Gay Panic
Description: Warnings: gay panic, some unsavoury thoughts - like one
Gay Panic Part 2
Description: Warnings:
Darla
Description: Warnings: n/a
Tattoos
Description: Warnings: n/a
Mermaids and Unicorns
Description: Warnings: n/a
Protector
Description: a guy hits on JJ at a bar and cowboy reader is not happy about it. Set before they confess their feelings, they're still "friends" here. Warning: unwanted touching (arm around the shoulder), and guy tries to kiss JJ (when she doesn't want it)
Sleepover
Description: JJ thinks cowboy looks huggable. Warnings: none
Sunflower Seeds
Description: Warnings: Death, sadness, abuse, bad foster parents, death of a child, murderous foster parents. Word count: 2403
Quit
Description: Warnings: Smoking, addiction (smoking)
The Art of Actually Quitting
Description: JJ helps cowboy tackle his smoking addiction. Warnings: Addiction, reader snaps
I'm Sorry, I Promise, Have Some Flowers
Description: Warnings:
My Bio Daddy
Description: Not sexy times I swear. Cowboy reader's father visits, things don't go too well... Warnings: abuse, abusive parents, abduction, claustrophobia, judgy nurse, hospital visits, child abuse mentions
Farmers Tan
Description: just a little snippet of cowboy reader and the team really Warnings: n/a
Southern Belle Ex
Description: the BAU run into an old friend of cowboy reader while near his home town Warning: jealousy, mentions past smoking addiction, that's about it
Home
Description: Being close to home, the team finally get to meet reader's family. Things start out great and then... Not so much. Reader makes sure his younger brother knows that despite what their parents have said, he's still there for them. Warning: homophobia, someone nearly says the f-slur twice (they don't say the whole thing, reader puts them in their place), mentions of going to conversion therapy, pro-conversion therapy views, being kicked out because of sexuality, unaccepting parents, unaccepting sibling (Jason's a bit of a dick and I stand by that). I think that's everything.
Outlaws
Description: Warnings: None
I was worried
Description: Warnings: Blood, guns, gun shot wound, passing out, hospitals, some swear words
Sleepless
Description: cowboy reader can't sleep :( Warnings: can't sleep (idk if it's insomnia tho), very tired reader, I think that's all
Birthday
Description: Warnings: implications of claustrophobia, it's his first birthday party so he's a bit overwhelmed bless him (I say over a fully grown man)
Sick
Description: Warnings: illness, mentions throwing up (no actual throwing up), cold/flu, mentions high temperature, reader feels rough, yeah
Dates
Description: Warnings:
Crazy Ex Girlfriend
Description: Dana, an old 'friend' of reader turns up at his work place and decides to make a scene. Warnings: reader gets slapped, crazy ex girlfriend, she insults JJ, she calls her a sl^t and wh0re, she also tells reader to 'burn in h3ll'
Rain and Thunder
Description: It's raining, and reader can't help but feel connected with the earth. Ever the romantic, this particular type of weather leads to more discussions of feelings. Takes place quite some time after 'Sick' and 'Dates' but you guys dont know about dates yet. I've not written it yet but it happens before this. Warnings: rain, thunder, lightning, that's it this one is happy feelings, bit cliche but ya know I enjoyed writing it aha
TikTok
Description: Cowboy reader tries tiktok Warnings: None
(No) Self-Preservation
Description: scar reveal. Warnings: scars, abusive backstory.
Promise
Description: JJ and Cowboy hit a rough patch, the song is promise by Laufey (just in case you can't see it, Tumblr's being annoying for me) Warnings: sadness :'), smoking
Like A ______
Description: Warnings:
Save A Horse
Description: Warnings:
Allergy Reunion
Description: Mia and reader reunite, chaos ensues. Warnings: gun shots, unsubs go to the school, guns, schools targeted, criminal minds levels of violence (maybe even on the slightly tamer side).
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kayadrake123 · 2 years
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Random Jason Todd relationship headcannons
Jason Todd x GN!Reader
Jason adores baking. And if there is one thing he loves more than baking, it’s baking for you (he likes reading to you too but we’ll get to that). During the weeks when he’s busy and isn’t able to spend time with you, and visa versa, he shows up at your door with a bouquet of flowers and your favourite desert.
He loves seeing the look on your face when he surprises you, and even more when you’re enjoying the food he makes for you. It makes him feel warm inside when he does domestic shit
He loves cuddling. Yeah, it took some time for him to allow for close intimacy with you, but when he did, he would find any and every reason to get you to cuddle with him.
“Babe, my back hurts. Come cuddle me.” “How will that help?”
Sometimes his excuses are very extreme. Like the time he got stabbed and came through your window and was practically on the brink of passing out.
“Oh my god!” “It’s okay, a few cuddles will make me feel better.” “…Todd, you’re bleeding out on my carpet, I need to get the first aid kit.” “Yeah yeah, we’ll get to that later…”
He’s pretty dirty minded, so of course he makes offside jokes.
“I’m sorry baby.” You told him after you hit him on the head with the cupboard door.
“That’s not enough.” “Ah babe, I’m so sorry I-“ “Give me head as an apology.” “…what?”
He turns into an absolute mother-hen when you’re injured or sick. He just can’t help it. Seeing you in pain really stresses him out, no matter how many times you tell him not to worry.
He loves reading to you as much as he loves you reading to him. Mans will reenact Shakespeare for you, just say the word. He loves speaking about books and poetry and also having deep conversations in general. He truly cares about your opinion on things, and sometimes it even changes his perspective on certain topics too.
When you guys argue, he usually ends up walking out of the conversation, not wanting to say something he’ll regret to you. Sometimes he’ll come back a few hours after he’s collected himself. Other times he’ll be unreachable for a few days, and it stresses you the fuck out, but when he returns he’ll apologise the moment you open your door and will spend the rest of the day/night telling you how much he loves you.
His love language is words of affirmation, but not for him. He loves hearing you tell him how much you love him as sometimes he forgets and convinces himself you deserve someone better.
his love language for himself is definitely a mixture between acts of service and physical touch. He will do the most random shit for you like doing your laundry while you go out to buy something at the store. Or watering your plants. He always puts your phone on the charger too.
He’s always touching you in some way (not always sexual). He likes when you guys link your pinky fingers together when you’re around friends or family. He gives random hugs all the time.
He loves you. Sometimes he can be a bit distant, but with you around, he’s working on it a bit more. You make him feel comfortable and he loves that he can be honest and raw around you. (That’s not the only thing he does that’s raw ;) )
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