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fcthots · 8 months
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ngl i see jason as a cat dad. like mf has this big FAT ginger and white cat and his name is gus
LMAO I LOVE THIS. Cats FLOCK to him. He has this reputation as the the Red Hood, the man who clawed his way out of his own grave. Went mad for revenge. Killed countless people.
But you’re watching him hold the cat he named Gus. And he’s showing Gus the tops of the tables and counters, telling him, “This is what you would be able to jump on and see if you weren’t such a fat fuck. Your twenty-five pound ass is making my arms sore.” The cat meows at him. “No, you can’t have a treat. That’s what this entire conversation has been about.”
The next minute, he’s cradling Gus like a human baby. “You’re so glorious, Gus. Never let anyone tell you otherwise. I love you. My sweet son.”
On more than one occasion Gus has smacked Jason, hissed, and then ran away to nap in your lap. You can hear Jason from the other room. “FUCKING TRAITOR. YEAH, GO RUN TO YOUR MOTHER. LET’S SEE IF SHE MIXES THE HARD FOOD AND SOFT FOOD THE WAY YOU LIKE IT.” Jason still ends up feeding Gus his special food even when Gus smacks him while he does it. “I AM FEEDING YOU. WHY DO YOU HATE ME?”
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blackbat05 · 1 year
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Confessions of a Roommate
Jason Todd x Reader (University AU)
Plot: Jason comes back to you shared dorm injured leading to confessions from the both of you.
Genre: PG-13 (Fluff with description of injuries)
A/N: Wrote this in one shot after being inspired by a post about cliche prompts? Honestly can never go wrong. Also time passes so fast that it’s so surreal? Graduating soon so wanted to do another university AU? Reblogs and comments appreciated!💓
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(Also was looking for a gif and this is perfect for what I wrote?)
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You lost count at how many times you had to blink at the screen. The words on your laptop were starting to merge together. Groaning, you saved the progress of your work before making yourself some tea.
As much as you wanted, you couldn’t go to sleep yet. The last hurdle before your graduation, you dissertation was giving you more problems then you anticipated. Also, there was another reason that you were burning midnight oil.
You whip out your phone, scrolling through your favorites before hitting on Barbara’s number. True to her name, she picked it up on the first ring.
“Hey Babs, I was wondering if you heard from Jason? He’s supposed to be back by now but I can’t reach him.”
“That’s strange, he left the library half an hour ago.” There’s a moment of silence between the two of you and Barbara quickly fills it. “Don’t worry, I’m sure he’ll be fine. I’ll get Dick to check in on him.”
You thank Barbara, hanging up the phone. Jason was more than capable of handling himself, but the two of you had a roommate code - to always check in with each other whenever either of you had schedules late into the night. It was not like him to break the code.
Pacing up and down in your room, you decide to look for him yourself. As you were about to grab your keys and jacket, you hear the rattling of the doorknob that could only mean one thing. Quickly sending a text to Barbara that the search wouldn’t be necessary, you go to the door.
“Jason!” You momentarily froze at the sight of his bruised face. “What happened? Are you okay? Who did this to you?”
The barrage of questions made your best friend chuckle. “I’m alright. You should see the other guys.” He throws his belongings to the side, not caring where it landed. Jason makes a beeline for the couch, his large frame sprawled on the brown leather.
“Guys. As in not one.” You deadpanned, staring at him for answers. Jason gives a nonchalant wave, expertly dodging the hidden meaning behind your question. “Hey, could you get me an ice pack? I don’t wanna turn up to Mrs Rogers class like a panda. Not when I’m her favorite student.”
“Rub it in literature prince.” You rolled your eyes. Making your way to the kitchen, you extract the medical kit that you bought ever since you first met Jason. “Sit up will ya? Let me see how bad it is.”
He quietly follows your instructions, hissing every now and then when the tip of the cotton bud brushed over fresh wounds. You’re fixated on treating his injuries that you don’t realize how close you are. But Jason does. And he can’t help to admire your beauty.
He gazes at the way your eyes reflect how deeply focused you are. He notices how your nose crinkles when you apply the cream on his face and how your lips are slightly parted as you made sure you didn’t miss any injuries.
“There, all done.” You closed the lid in satisfaction. “Now, can you tell me how you ended up looking like our campus bus ran over you?”
Jason sees the look of concern on your face and decides against lying to you. No use hiding it. Maybe it was time to tell you everything that he had been desperately trying to keep a lid on. He takes a deep breath, preparing himself.
“Before you question me, yes I was studying with Gordon and Grayson.” He sees that you haven’t said anything and takes it as his signal to continue. “I left on time and I was just about to text you that I was on my way back.” Jason pauses, the mere thought of it making him see red.
“You know Chris Anderson?”
“Yeah,” you nod. “And his bunch of cronies from the football team. Why?”
“I met them on the way. Anderson thought it was a good idea to talk crap about you in front of me. And no, I’m not going to tell you what they said to me or I might just end up killing one of them.” Jason balls his fists. Although the blood was cleaned up, you could still see traces of bruising.
Taking his hand onto your lap, you hold it gently, rubbing your fingers over his palm. The repetitive action seemed to have calmed Jason down and he exhales loudly. You give him a reassuring smile.
“Thank you Jason. You always do so much for me.” You frown slightly thinking of the fact that this wasn’t the first time Jason had gotten himself into an altercation. “But please be careful. I don’t want you getting into any unnecessary trouble because of me. Those guys are just dickheads.”
He raises an eyebrow at your choice of words, causing you to shrug. “I mean what I said Jason. I know you can take care of yourself but what if one of them takes it too far. You know how they’re like. I can’t stand the thought of you being hurt.”
As the words fall out of your mouth, you realized what you had just said. Embarrassed, you removed your hands from his grasp, abruptly standing up. “Just… don’t do it again ok? I was seriously worried.” You attempt to make your way to return the medical kit only for Jason to hold you at the wrist.
Looking down at his hunched figure, you struggle to decipher his expression. Until he let’s out a huff of relief. Before you know it, Jason brings you to him, enveloping you in a big hug.
“This is so crazy.” He laughs. “We’ve been friends, roommates for half our lives and you had bigger balls than I had.”
You pause at his words, gently prying yourself from his hold to look at his gleeful smile. “Wait… are you saying?”
“Yes, I like you. I’m sorry it took several fights and a busted lip to tell you how I felt but I am in love with you.”
Breaking out of your stupor, you wrapped your arms around Jason. Enamored with his pine scented perfume, you buried your face into his chest, hoping that Jason didn’t see the growing blush on your face.
“I love you too you idiot.”
Jason only hugs you tighter, not wanting to let go. He does see your flushed face from the mirror, but perhaps Jason will leave the teasing for another day.
After all, he had all the time in the world.
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martiniluvr · 2 months
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minors dni
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thinking about that tiktok trend where people call their boyfriends “my husband” in front of them to see their reaction, and how if you did that to dick grayson, his ass would not hear a word you said after calling him that. just a big ole grin. ringing in his ears. butterflies in his stomach, flustered as all hell. he’d think about it for the rest of the week with a small smile, wondering if the idea is really so far-fetched.
now, jason todd wouldn’t even blink. like, yeah, he’s your husband. you’re his wife. obviously—he’s felt that way since about two months after you started dating, when he realised he couldn’t wake up next to anyone else ever again. he’d recall the jewellery store he passed a couple of weeks back with the emerald-cut, gold-set ruby in the window. well…all that’s missin’ is the ring, right?
that’s all.
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hurkules · 1 month
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Domestic Life Thoughts…
Jason likes that you need him. He goes weak in the knees when you ask him to open containers because “the top must be stuck.” He can’t help but smile and give a gentle “of course, baby.”
He likes how you drape yourself over him throughout the day. He’s always touch starved, and it gives him butterflies to think that you want him as much as he does you. He doesn’t care to have personal space when it comes to you.
Whenever he gets the chance, Jason cooks for you. He looks up recipes to try out and beams when you compliment him. Whenever you bake, he eats it all in like 48 hours or less. “Sorry, baby” he’ll say placing a kiss on your cheek. “It was too good. I couldn’t resist.”
Sometimes, he has nightmares but waking up next to you is a life saver. Once he was confused and grabbed you wrist a little too hard leaving a bruise. He begged for forgiveness and banished himself to living room for a couple of days. Occasionally, he thinks about it, plants gentle kisses there, and gives a soft “so sorry, baby. It’ll never happen again.”
Jason never yells. Even if you’re arguing, he never raises his voice at you. You yelling literally doesn’t phase him in the slightest, and, to be honest, angry you is super cute and attractive to him. Despite this, he doesn’t act with the intent to upset you. Sometimes, he’s just a dick.
He’s such a loverboy. The two of you have weekly dates and he’s always bring you back chocolate and flowers. He’ll write poems and love notes and leave them on the night stand for you to find when you get home or wake up. He blushes when he finds little love notes you left in his bag and makes a mental note to thank you for it later. You put a cat sticker on his bike, and it’s his favorite thing. He added a heart sticker next to it because “you love cats, coincidentally, you’re kinda cat like, and I love you. It works out perfectly.”
It had been years since he celebrated his birthday, so when you decided to dedicate the day to him, he nearly cried. At the end of the night, you gave him a locket with pictures of the two of you and your cats. You had Eternal Sunshine engraved on the front because “This time with you have been the brightest and warmest days of my life.” At that point, he actually did cry. “You mean the world to me, baby” he told you through tears with his head buried in your neck. “I’d do anything for you. My heart’s always been yours. I swear it.”
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indulgentdaydream · 5 days
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headcanons with attractive things jason does 😭🫶
anon i have GOT YOU
When he sits on a couch, no matter if you’re on too or not, that man is SPREAD
Arms wide and resting on the back of the couch. Manspreading his thighs wide open. A relaxed expression on his face. Maybe a book in hand.
When moving in for a kiss, he cups your face with his left hand first. Then strokes his thumb on your cheek twice while actually kissing you.
Every. Single. Time. Doesn’t matter where or when. If it’s just a peck or y’all are making out, that’s what he starts it with.
Kisses on the back of your neck if he’s walking past you and you’re looking down.
Also will keep his hands resting on your hips if standing behind you.
He’ll swear UP AND DOWN that he means nothing by it. That it’s just a habit. But will keep a hand on your thigh while driving a car. Not even sexual. Just comforting.
Opening doors for you and guiding you through with a hand on the small of your back
You’re both sleeping in the same bed? He’s dead asleep. Usually isn’t. But with you, for sure he is.
And if you slip out of his reach while he is dead asleep, he’s reaching out and dragging you back like a lost teddy bear. And he’s asleep the whole time
When you’re out eating or at a bar and he’s getting a bit anxious with all the people around, he’ll play footsies with you under the table
Got so intense once he accidentally knocked the table over and you two got kicked out
This man LAUGHS
No one talks about how Jason’s laugh (may have a fic in the works about it. I’ll finish it if y’all ask)
I’m not talking “he chuckled” or “he grinned” or “his shoulders shook with silent laughter”
I’m talking about how this man tosses his head back before leaning forward, clutching his stomach with one hand, the other reaching for some part of you to grasp as you laugh along with him. How his laughter is deep and BOOMING. It takes up a whole room. Echoes across the street. Enters your ears and melts into your blood stream and goes immediately to your heart which picks up its beating to make sure to get it to the rest of your body. How he straightens up again, his face split in a grin, eyes opening again while he has to wipe away tears of laughter, his body still shaking with it.
I want to make jason todd genuinely laugh and if the sound makes me go deaf then so be it because at least i was able to hear the most beautiful sound in the universe
I’m sorry this got off topic but
He wears glasses when he reads and that’s hot too i guess
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belovedvenom · 1 month
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sleepy cockwarming w/ jason
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jason slept soundly next to you. his soft breaths usually calming to lull you to sleep but all you could do was toss and turn. huff and puff. aggressively fixing your pillow to try and get comfortable but to no avail. it’s just hot. feeling sweaty and sticky. your clothes feel wet against your skin. kicking your leg in frustration, tears well up in your eyes. you hurry to rid off your clothes letting out a sigh of relief as cool air hits your bare body but it’s still not enough.
looking to jason, laying on his stomach. black tee adorning his body. arms resting under his pillow, he looks so peaceful. so handsome. you feel bad just thinking about waking him up but you were desperate.
"jay?" shaking his arm, he doesn’t budge.
you bite your lip— eyebrows furrowed and just stare at him. thinking maybe you could just put on a movie or something. that wouldn't help though. you just want him to hold you so you try again and he doesn’t even stir.
one more time, you let out a choked sob and shake him a bit harder. this time he stirs.
“habibti? are you okay?” he looks up, staring at you with confused yet concerned eyes.
"need you." moving your hand back and forth between you, signifying that you want skin to skin. he sniffs and clears his throat. straightening up to remove his clothes.
"come on baby" laying on his back, he pulls you to his side. knee over his waist— you snuggled against him and as much as you were comfortable, it wasn't enough. you need him closer.
"i need you closer" you softly spoke. "what?" instead of responding verbally, you rub your leg against his. lifting your head off his chest to look at him.
"i don't want to fuck. i just.. i want you closer. i'm so tired and i can't. i just-" you start to whine but he shushes you. "hey hey" jason caresses your cheek, a pressing a sleepy kiss to your forehead. "i got you. you're okay"
moving your leg off him, he starts to rub his dick, getting it hard for you. his other hand rubbing tiny circles on your skin while you drew shapes on his chest, letting out hums here and there.
another kiss to your cheek, he pulls you on top of him, making sure your comfortable before guiding himself to your entrance.
he pushes himself into you, your cunt fluttering gently around him. he's so big and fills you up just right. soft groans leave the both of you as his hand gently massage your back before wrapping his arms around you' "better, baby?"
you nod sleepily, pressing a kiss to his chest before leaning up and pressing another to his jaw. he hums, tightening his grip around you causing shivers to run down your spine. his warmth, scent, and the fullness you feel lullying you to sleep.
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gay-dorito-dust · 19 days
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How Dick/Jason would do in order let you know that they want your leg on top of his…based on this tiktok cuz I thought it was cute.
Dick:
He will poke, prod and pluck at your legs without even attempting to actually pick them up at all. He expects you to pick up on his ‘subtle’ signalling and drape your legs over his without him having to utter a word.
So when you don’t do exactly that Dick would then pout and huff as though something was deeply wrong, which never failed to make you laugh at his insatiable need for your affection. It’s cute but sometimes you wished that he uses his voice rather than expect you to know the goings on in his mind 24/7…
‘What’s on your mind Dickie bird.’ You’d have to ask him, otherwise you’ll never get anywhere you’d like fast enough. ‘Nothing.’ He’d mutter under his breath, crossing his arms over his chest, popping out his bottom lip.
You sigh. ‘Would you like me to drape my legs over yours?’ Dick visibly perked up at this and you have to stifle your laughter as you could only imagine a pair of dog ears on his head, also perked up straight as his nonexistent tail wags rapidly in excitement.
Such a puppy. You thought to yourself as he looked at you with impatience.
‘I thought you’d never ask.’ Dick says and his excitement only went through the roof the moment you draped your legs over his own as he was quick to rest his hands on your thighs, giving you an impromptu massage, smiling widely as though he had just won in life.
Jason:
At first when he was still getting use to physical touch and finding what he was and wasn’t comfortable, he would send multiple glances towards your legs as his hand twitched at his side, looking about as uncomfortable and stiff as a board.
Now however he just picks up your legs and drapes them over his own without a second thought as his calloused hand rubs at your thighs. He doesn’t piss about anymore, if he wants your legs draped over his, he will make that want of his known by doing just that.
Jason wanted you constantly touching him in someway.
It didn’t matter where or what you were touching, Jason just needed you touching him in order to have a good day, for if you don’t hug him or tap the back of his hand thrice to signal your love for him, then what was the point of doing anything. Your touch was his personal good luck charm, without it he was better of dead…again.
While it may not like much to many outside of your relationship but whenever you and him were remotely touching, it felt as though heaven had came to the apartment, bathing it in heavenly light and warmth as you and Jason leaned against one another smiling in content.
To Jason whenever you’re touching him, even if it was as small as linking pinkies, was absolute heaven and he wasn’t one to give that so easily.
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in-som-niyah · 2 months
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oh nothing, just jason’s cute little eyebrow crease
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jaysgirlx · 1 month
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"jason don't move!" you say while sheepishly giggling. you take the photo and out sprouts a little polaroid. you shake it before giving it to jason. he looked at it unamused like it was dumb. "what's the point of this?" he asked. "it's a photo of you, and now i have a physical copy"
"why would you need one of those?" he asks confused.
"for those nights i don't know where you are, the ones that scare me the most," you say with a smile, you smiled yet it hurt so bad.
jason was quiet for a bit before taking the camera out of your hands and taking a photo of you. now you looked at him like he was the idiot. before you could ask what he was doing he shut you up.
"this is for when i go on those long trips…and i don't know how long it will take me to get back to you or if i even will." he takes the photo and puts it in his wallet.
out of nowhere, you hugged him and he hugged you back while the two of you stayed silent. he was going away for 6 months. he couldn't tell you more than that because that could put you in danger. he was set to leave tonight with roy. he wanted to bring it up because he wanted to say goodbye. he wanted to promise to come back and promise to buy you a ring but he couldn't. he didn't have to courage to.
you pull away from the hug and press a kiss to his lips. it was sweet but short. like this was the end of something.
"can i take the camera with me? i'll bring it back"
that might've been a lie, he wasn't sure because he didn't know. he wishes he had all these answers but he didn't.
"what will you do with it?
"you'll see"
"jason-"
he kisses you this time, firm and hard like he has something to prove, something worth saying. by the end of it you are panting, flustered and so confused.
"this isn't our end," he says quietly before standing up.
you wanted to walk him to the door but that would be painful. it always was. so you closed your eyes and waited for the door to close before letting the tears fall. you wanted to convince yourself that you were crying because of that expensive polaroid camera but you weren't. you were crying over him. you were crying over jason todd because he was gone and because you knew this might be the end.
you could only wait and see for what may come next.
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millyhelp · 2 months
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Jason panics when he sees your first period after you and him started dating.
Seeing you double over in pain on the bed, squeezing his arm when a wave of strong cramps hit you, and seeing you cry in pain was something that almost made Jason freak out. This man now had a mission.
Jason did research. Read books. asked doctors. Yes, this man kidnapped a gynecologist just so he could ask personal questions but he let the poor man go as soon as the doubts were resolved.
After he knew the answers to help you, this began to be a tradition in your blood days.
Jason would give you orgasms and he would fuck you. Of course he didn't leave affection aside, but the most effective thing to get rid of your cramps was orgasm.
and if you agreed, over time, Jason would even eat you out during that time. But only if you agree! He doesn't want you to think he's weird (he is)
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fcthots · 8 months
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Jason Todd is so the type to immediately notice and be distraught if you don’t say “I love you too.” That joke trend where you don’t say it back would not fly with him.
Like he’s leaving to go on patrol “Mmk, I’m leaving. Bye, babe. Love you.”
“Mmk. Bye. Stay safe.”
He walks back into the room. “What?”
“I said stay safe.”
“Say it back.”
“Hm?”
“I love you.”
“Have a good patrol, babe.”
“I love you.”
“Bye.”
He immediately falls at your feet, kneeling, asking if he did anything wrong, on the verge of tears. You have to hug him for 10 minutes and promise you love him the whole time before he can leave.
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blackbat05 · 2 years
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Time Off
Jason Todd x Reader
A/N: Short headcanon to self-indulge myself! Can’t believe I will be getting through another placement very soon😱 I know I’ll be finding that full time job in due time but let’s celebrate short victories!
Genre: PG-13
Notes: You find yourself needing a break after powering through your work for a while. Jason is there to the rescue.
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It felt like your work was a growing mountain - never ending even if you cleared a hundred and one things.
As you finally cleared the last agenda on your list today, you declared yourself time off.
The next day, you’re snuggled in your blanket, novel in hand when the bell rings.
A pleasant surprise as your next door neighbor and closest friend, Jason Todd appears with bags in each hand.
You were promised that it was going to be a fun and chill day.
First thing that you and Jason did? Coloring!
Yes you got that right. When you first became friends with Jason, you helped him work through his anxiety using this mode of engagement.
Needless to say, he fell in love with it very quickly.
Dramas! Jason is honestly a very sentimental person unlike what most people think. So you the two of you end up watching a historical romance drama.
You have fun choosing takeout with Jason for early dinner. Korean fried rice sounded pretty sweet.
To round off the day, Jason switched off all the lights and drew the curtains wide open.
He gets comfy on the sofa and the two of you sip on hot chocolate with marshmallows on a rainy Friday evening.
Honestly the seemingly mundane day did not sound exciting to some people - especially social butterflies.
But your work involves interacting with people almost on a daily basis. Make that people who may vent their anger on you for no reason.
So this day off, was a perfect day for you. You couldn’t thank Jason enough.
He wraps the blanket even tighter so that he can be close to you as a response.
“Anything for my best girl.”
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gleasonlovesjasontodd · 2 months
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Imagine waiting for jason to come out of the shower after his patrol but you are already so tired from waiting up for him so you just pass out spread out all over the bed covering his side and yours. Jason walking out his hair still damped as he sees you and his heart melts he changes into his boxers as he moves you so carefully like a porcelain doll as he gets in and immediately you move towards him as you nuzzle your head into the crook of his neck and he smiles before falling asleep cause he knows he has you with him
hehehe i hate this kinda but felt bad that i haven’t written something in a while
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hurkules · 1 month
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Jason Todd in Love…
As Red Hood, he’s talkative, sarcastic, aggressive, and cocky. When he’s with you, he’s tender and gentle. He’s eerily quiet and strangely calm. Every whim is followed without protest, and he hangs on every word.
Jason’s always looking for ways to touch you and will constantly pull you into his lap where he’ll give you soft kisses on your shoulder and neck. He just likes to watch you exist: he watches quietly when you’re getting ready, attempting to cook, etc. He loves how you’ll trail your nails up his arm and across the top of his back as you pass him on the sofa.
He loves you because you ground him: You’re real, you’re here and you’ve never left. His world slows down with you and, when he’s getting in his head and slipping away, you snap him out of it. You stand up to him. You talk your shit and force him back to you. “Don’t do that. You’re trying to talk yourself out of this.” You grab his face, forcing him to look at you. “You want me, yes or no?”
“Yes.” He’ll answer softly. “Always.”
“Then you have me.” You push him away from you. “Don’t try and find a way to ruin it. I will kick your ass. Got me?” You stare at him, arms folded and waiting for an answer.
He’ll give a smile before answering. “Yeah, I got you.” He looks at you honey eyed and apologetic.
“Good.” You move into his arms and place a gentle kiss on his cheek. “Now, go sit in the kitchen. I made us breakfast.”
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kirbyskisses · 9 months
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jason todd is the living embodiment of that one tiktok that goes
bf, as a prank: bitch, what’s for dinner?!
gf, quiet and nervous: ….grilled cheese 🥺
bf: ….
bf: 😕
bf: hey baby, look at me. if i ever speak to you like that for real you’d better beat the shit out of me, understand?
bf: *is immediately soft and comforting*
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hanasnx · 3 months
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Hop hop 🐇 strutting around Jay's apartment in nothing but panties and his leather jacket that's still warm from his body 🐇 hop hop
-doe 🐾
JASON TODD shirtless and in gray sweatpants and a thin silver chain around his neck, manspreading in his seat as he annotates on some blueprints. The Bat left quite an impression on him, including his knack for being thorough. The cap of his sharpie sits between his teeth, the soft squeaking of the marker scribbling on parchment filling the room. Even though you got laid this morning, you should be good, but instead you’re especially needy. He’d gotten back a little bit ago from picking up those blueprints, and the leather bike jacket he wore on his motorcycle ride had been thrown on the bed haphazardly. Crawling out in just your undies, you were chilly, so you put the jacket on. It sat on your shoulders like a curtain. Heavy, and huge, and stiff. Still warm from his body heat, it provided enough protection to pad out to see him.
It takes him a second to notice you, and when he does, that famous grin stretches onto his lips. Hopelessly attractive with defined dimples and smile lines that could kill, crookedly smiling at you with that cap in between his pearly white teeth. “What’re you doin’ over there, baby? C’mere.” He snips the cap from his mouth between his fingers like a cigarette, and you obediently come to his beckoning hand and inviting lap. You sit on his thigh, and the rigid material of the jacket stands up on its own. He snickers at you. “Whose jacket is that, babycakes?”
Timidly, you concede, “My Jay’s…”
It amuses him further, giving you a soft look with a flash of his raised brows. “Yeah? S’your Jay’s?” he mimics your melodic response in a twinge of a mocking tone out of endearment. “It’s, uh, little big for you, huh? Your Jay a big guy?” He wasn’t gonna let this go, and you fidget with your hands, looking up at him with those glossy doe-eyes. While he talks, a single finger moves aside the leather to get a peek at your bare chest.
“Huge.” you tell him with stars in your eyes, gesturing size with your hands, and it makes him laugh again, particularly inclined to adore you with a kiss on your cheek.
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