#Jason Todd x single mom

[yandereforme]

Yan Batfam x Singer! Single mom! Martha lookalike! Reader

( I know it’s a lot but they are all important to the plot)

Part 1:Beginnings and first encounters

You are Bruce’s bio daughter. Your mom, who didn’t know who the father of her kid was, gave you up to your aunt to be raised by them, but you didn’t know until your adoptive parent’s funeral that you weren’t their biological daughter. You had twins recently with a shitty ex of yours who you broke up with not long before the funeral after he tried to hurt your daughter for crying.

After the funeral, where you learn that your bio mom wasn’t sure who your bio dad was, but that she knew he lived in Gotham, you decide to move to Gotham. In part due to your biological father, in part due to avoiding your ex(who had refused to be listed on the birth certificate since you gave birth during a break in your relationship), and in part due to the basically free house your bio mom had owned in Gotham. So, you moved with the twins to an abandoned, slightly dilapidated house just outside of Crime Alley, and got yourself to work.

You got a job at the Ice berg Lounge, in part due to there being an opening, and in part due to you helping two women who worked there who apparently worked right under Mr. Cobblepot?

You quickly got a reputation as a singer with a knack for knowing just what song fit a customer. It was a bit of a game between you and the other workers, where they would point out a person and you would sing a song based on their vibes. You always managed your hit home with your songs, leading to you becoming one of the most popular performers at the Iceberg Lounge.

That’s what leads to Red Hood coming in one night. He had heard about you from a few of his men, and wanted to know what all the hype was about.(This take place after the Red Hood arc, where he has already been established as a crime boss and the Batfamily know his identity, but he hasn’t made up with any of them)

Cobblepot asked you to sing a song for Red, and pointed him out to you. You knew who he was, you were just outside his area, and honestly you kind of liked what he was doing for the community, so you were willing to preform, even offering to sing two songs about him(something you had only done a few times with regulars who you really liked.

Jason accepted. You started off with You’re Gonna Go Far, Kid by The Offspring. You didn’t usually do a lot of rock songs, but that song resonated with you when you looked at him.(Jason loved the song. It was angry but fighting music, and your voice was really good. He understood why so many of his men praised your music(he just couldn’t understand why you looked so familiar))

The next song was different. You didn’t usually sing two songs, and the few times you did, people tended to vary reactions, from shock to anger to accidentally setting off a break down. But you had promised. You just hoped Red Hood wouldn’t hate you for the next song(you didn’t understand why it felt so right to sing the next song, when it didn’t seem like a Red Hood song, but you didn’t want to question it now.)

Then, you sang Good for you by Olivia Rodrigo, and everyone froze. (Jason didn’t know how you knew this anger of his. How did you know how he felt about Bruce replacing him? How did you know?) No one understood the song, especially when the recipient was a murderous crime boss, but they didn’t interrupt.

After you finished the song, you looked at Red Hood. He was sitting ramrod straight. You couldn’t see his face, but his posture was very tense. Slowly, he stood up, and walked to the stage. You didn’t know what you expected, but it wasn’t for him to drop $200 in your tip jar, and leave without a word.(Jason’s head was spinning. The green wasn’t invading, but it surrounded the edges of his vision. He needed to leave. He had to come back again, probably as a civilian, but for now, he needed to leave.)

After that, you got even more visitors, and a raise in your salary. You even made a new friend, Jason, and you were even starting to consider sending your kids to daycare instead of a baby sitter(you wouldn’t do that. You liked your arrangement with the street kids, where you would pay them in food and cash to watch your kids during the day. You liked taking care of them, but they needed to feel like they were doing stuff for you, so you didn’t make a fuss.)

Then, the Joker got out of Arkham.

Edit: I hope you guys enjoy this. This will probably be a series. I’ve had this idea for ages but never got around to it before now. This isn’t related to my Bruce or Jason series, which I will do, but I just wanted to finally put the on here. Please comment any suggestions for the kids names, or what you want to see next!

[xxgoblin-dumplingxx]

POV: Jason x single mom reader?

"Mama?"

"What, baby?"

"Can I play games for a little bit?"

Jason looks up from where he was loading washing machines and smiled a little. It was an innocent exchange. As he watched you with the boy- presumably your son- touseling his hair and kissing his cheeks until he giggled. Distracting him for a second so you could get the washers started. He felt his heart melt just a little.

He'd always had a soft spot for moms and kids. Moms with rambunctious little boys especially. Maybe because he missed his mom after all this time. Maybe it was something else all together. But when you let your self be dragged to a pinball machine, Jason settles in with his book.

Listening.

The boy, he learned is called Ty. Probably short for Tyler. And he also learned that he missed his dad. Because dad hadn't called. Or showed up.

And that made Jason's heart twist. Poor kid. You were trying, so far as he could tell to cover for him. To keep your son from hearing you say bad things about his dad. Poor you.

It was enough for him to make a mental note to bring extra quarters- Just in case.

[asterias-record-shop]

𓆩[good guy (j.t.)]𓆪

okay but Jason Todd (titans!) falling for single mom reader…

He’s out late, finally back in with the Titans, trying to clear his head. His fingers itch in anticipation to take the drug the Scarecrow made, but he couldn’t, he wouldn’t.

At first, no offense, he thought you were stupid. Who walks around with their kid in the middle of the night? You wore some sweats and an oversized t-shirt, jacket over your shoulders as your son bounced next to you. “Momma, you remember that red guy we saw from the window one day?”

You froze. “What?”

“Yeah, the guy with the red hood! Or, helmet. Helmet.” He hummed as you squatted down, stroking his hair.

“Yeah baby, I know. Why are you saying something about him?”

“He’s jumping around,” Ozias says, looking around. “Oh! There he is!”

You quickly pick him up, fixing him on your hip. “Come on baby, we gotta go.”

It made Jason’s heart twist slightly as you cradled your son, looking around frantically as you walked past buildings. Jason followed you, interest peaked before he realized how deep you were going into Gotham, brows furrowing. Why would a girl like you live in such a dangerous place?

You ignored the howling of men, hand pulling your son’s face closer to your neck as you walked faster. Ozias looks up from your neck, quickly finding Jason and grinning, his small teeth straight and pretty. The young boy waves making Jason smile under the helmet, waving back before you turn a corner.

Jason quickly jumps to the building top as you try to go around a man, the tall figure quickly blocking you. “You’re late on rent, Y/N.”

“I just paid you! It’s not my fault you lose your money!” You try to slip around him before he grabs Ozias�� hoodie. “Hey! Let go of him-!”

Jason truly didn’t expect to be that pissed off at the movement, his gun going off way faster than he could think and the bullet shooting through your landlord’s side. It wasn’t the first time you saw someone get shot in front of you, but it was the first with Ozias in your arms.

He starts to wail, his ears ringing as you quickly cover his ears. You could barely understand what he was saying from the ringing of your own ears, Jason jumping down from the roof smoothly.

A gasp escapes from your lips as you stepped back, Jason sliding a suppressor onto his gun before shooting the man a few more times. You could hear the whizzing of the bullets as you begin to step back even more, keeping Ozias’ face tucked into your neck.

Jason exhaled as he puts the gun back into his holster, looking up at you. “You alright?”

You nodded. “Yes. Yes, thank you.”

He looks around. “You got another place to stay?”

You shake your head, but nod. “I’ll get a hotel closer to Gotham’s police department. Like they’ll do anything, but it’s better to try.”

Jason shakes his head. “Come on.”

You scoffed. “Why would I go anywhere with you?”

Ozias peaks out. “Momma, why can’t we go with Hood? Hood’s good guy.”

Jason grins under the mask, offering you his hand. “See? Little man’s got it. Hood’s good guy. He won’t hurt you.”

With that, you shift Ozias’ weight to your side, stepping over the body of your dead landlord and taking his hand. “Don’t make me regret this, Red Hood.”

He snorts. “I won’t.”

Taking his hand sealed the deal of being pulled into a world of havoc in Gotham and the want to get away from the Red Hood, but Jason Todd made you stay.

Will probably make this a series ong-

© asterias-record-shop

[julymusings]

Jason Todd x Single Mom!Reader

I've been plagued for many months now by the idea of jason todd x young single mom!reader. I literally made this blog this morning just to post this

this is so LONG try as i might to shorten it i've been itching to get all this out of me so enjoy this word vomit i might just make a full fic if i'm feeling extra frisky

You got pregnant in college, and now you’re fresh out of grad school moving to a new city with your 3 year old daughter

You got a job at Wayne Enterprises, leading an important new project. You and your colleagues are invited to the latest Wayne Gala, hosted at the billionaire’s own manor. All these years as a young mother and a student, you hadn’t any experience with such extravagance-- how could you say no?

the party lowkey sucks because it's all old rich people so you sneak out to a balcony where you find a young man drinking whiskey and texting on his phone.

he introduces himself as jason, and his hand is rough and calloused when you shake it, but it's warm and sends a tingle up your arm. (😏)

You chat about your work, he complains about the stuffiness of a life at Wayne Enterprises and you laugh when he warns you to get out while you can (he's joking, of course. not because he thinks it's worth staying but because if you leave he'd never be able to hear that adorable laugh again)

when you go off on a tangent about how excited you are for your project, he's not even listening anymore. the sheer passion that lights up your face has his mind going fuzzy and a full orchestra playing in the background

you're pulled back in before he can get your number :( he's so mopey all weekend he doesn't even have it in him to retaliate when damian makes fun of him for having pink pony club as his top song for this month :(

when you get home your email is flooded with warnings from other parents at your daughter's daycare about a lice scare?? okay, you think, she's definitely not going on monday, you can just bring her to work with you, right? what's the worst that could happen?

the following monday he just happens to show up at the office (He can't just stop by to say hi to his brother who he loves?) (tim calls security almost immediately)

you're not at your cubicle (in a meeting, your desk neighbor informs him) so he mills about the floor like a lost puppy just waiting for you to show up so he can "accidentally" run into you

the woman at the front desk has a chair pulled up next to hers where this little girl with pigtails is sitting, trying to console her as tears stream down her face

jason springs into action, kneeling in front of her chair to ask what's wrong

she just sniffles and holds up her stuffed animal, an elephant whose button eye has popped out, the woman watching her trying to get her to hand it over so she can sew it back on but she wont let go

he goes full grey's anatomy, fussing over the toy like it's in mortal peril and complimenting her for being so brave before gently asking if he can try to fix it

she lets him take it and he uses the woman's travel sewing kit to stitch it back on

she's ecstatic, leaping forward into his arms to give him a big hug

but now she won't let him leave because no he has to have a conversation with the elephant first and introduce himself and give it post-surgery care instructions and listen to it talk about how much she it wants a puppy and he feels like such an idiot talking to that thing but anything to make this little girl smile

she pulls a little picture book from the backpack hung on the back of her chair and asks him to read with her and he can't just say no!

so he plops down on the tile floor and starts reading out loud and even though she's standing next to him craning her neck to see the pictures he's a head taller than her

when you finish your meeting and head back to the front desk to thank gretchen for watching your kid the sight you see makes your heart absolutely melt

jason and your daughter are sitting criss-cross applesauce on the floor of Wayne Enterprises as he reads to her, and he's pulling out all the stops, he's doing voices, sound effects, and she's giggling so hard she can't sit up straight

but then they both finally notice you

"mommy!" she yells, running to you and wrapping herself around your leg

you're surprised to see him, but definitely not disappointed, and if what you just walked in on indicated anything, it was that you wanted, nay, needed this man

so now you're flushed and hopeful, mind running with possibilities of why he's here; could it be? he couldn't stop thinking about you either? he came all the way to ask you out?

but jason is also surprised, astounded even, by the miniature carbon copy clinging to your leg saying something about scooby snacks

he's freaking out on the inside

through a tight-lipped greeting he excuses himself with what he hopes is a neutral demeanor (spoiler alert: it's not) and goes home to think

and you obviously know exactly what that was about, one doesn't go through pregnancy at 19 without becoming well-acquainted with the whole catalogue of surprised/judgy reactions

of course you're a mess because the early/mid 20s dating scene is hard enough as it is but with a toddler? forget it, might as well just give up now

you go home to call your best friend and get drunk over face time while she assures you that men aint shit and offers to put a curse on him (you consider it, but how are you supposed to get a lock of his hair?)

he's up all night hating himself for being such an asshole and trying to come up with a scenario in which this works, in which he can have you in his life and also a child and be the red hood because he can't stop thinking about you

so then he just says fuck it and the next morning he shows up at your office with flowers and a puppy stuffed animal and finally asks you out

[igotanidea]

Childlike honesty: Jason Todd x single!mom!reader

Jason never thought he could be falling in love so quickly.

Arguably too quickly, but she was so different from anyone he knew.

Different from all the girls, all the women, all the people in the world.

Seeing right past through his crap, and his façade and not being afraid to confront him about it.

Aiming arrows at his insecurities, exposing them painfully, only to soothe the stinging with a few well-chosen words and smiles that made him melt.

So yes, he would dare go as far as to say that after merely a few months of dating, he was in love.

And though it might spook her, he had to tell her, simply because there was no way to contain it inside his poor, shattered heart.

And judging the risk, between telling her like an adult and blurting it out in the least appropriate moment like a silly teen, the former seemed less daunting.

And that was how he found himself knocking at her door in the early morning (too early!) on Saturday (she might have been sleeping!), ready to pour his heart out.

“Coming!” her slightly muffled voice came from behind the door and his heart picked up the pace. The key rattled in the lock and there she was. With her hair a mess, remnants of sleep still in her eyes, squinting a little at the light coming from the stairwell.

So beautiful. He thought, but pursed his lips, hiding the words under a teasing smirk to prevent himself from doing the exact thing he planned not to.

“Jason. Hey!” her smile grew wide when she saw him and instinctively she leaned to peck his cheek “What are you doing here this early? Shouldn’t you be resting after night’s activities?”

“Don’t know what you’re implying.” He scoffed playfully, before turning a bit more serious “I just wanted to see you, princess. I got something important to tell you and – um… Actually, can I come inside? I’d rather not have all your elderly neighbors prying in on us.”

“Come inside?” she repeated as if her brain was not fully awake yet “you want to come in? I mean – of course you want to come in” she chuckled awkwardly. “Haha! That’s actually funny because—"

“Y/N.” Jason frowned, not liking her reaction at all, his mind swirling with possible explanations of her erratic behavior and nervousness. “Are you with someone? Are you with a guy?” shit, shit, shit. Just a thought that she might have had fun with someone else stung.

“It’s not what you think—” she started, trying to gather herself, but the sentence was cut off abruptly by another persona in this three-person drama.

“Mommy…?”

Mommy?!

Jason looked down, noticing a little boy, perhaps 3 or 4 years old, standing behind Y/N’s legs, his tiny arms wrapped around her calf. Kid’s e/c eyes, spitting image of Y/N’s were locked on Jason as the boy put his thumb in his mouth and started sucking on it.

“Theo!” she exclaimed, picking the boy from the ground and stopping him from the action. “Honey, how many times have I told you? Big boys do not suck their thumbs. You’re too smart for that, aren’t you?”

“I’m a big boy.” Theo repeated, obediently releasing his finger and wrapping his little hands on Y/N;s neck, nuzzling into her.

“You are.” Y/N smiled, ruffling boy’s hair “and a very good one too. Mommy’s proud of you.”

“Mommy!?”

Y/N spun towards the door abruptly. For a second, she completely forgot that Jason was still standing in the frame, with his eyes wide and mouth half-open, having just discovered her secret. She turned pale then red then pale again

“Jason--”

“What does it mean!?”

“Please stop yelling.”

“Is this some sort of game to you!? You have a son!?”

“Could you please calm down and –”

“You have a son!”

For Theo’s sake she stifled the curse that was forming deep in her throat. But the fact that Jason yelling was already starting to attract attention and one of the elderly neighbors peeked from behind the door, giving y/n a death look, she had to take action. Fixing the grip on her son, she somehow managed to grab Jason’s hand and drag him inside the apartment, locking the door and exhaling heavily.

“Yes. I have a son. It’s not like this is some kind of supernatural occurrence.”

“You have a son!”

“Mommy, why is he screaming so loud?” Theo whined and covered his little ears, which actually made Jason feel a little guilty. It was just a kid and he was behaving like a total ass. “I thought it was bad to scream?”

“It is, love.” Y/N kissed Theo’s forehead “It is, but sometimes people do it either way. Now, could you please go and play with your toys in the room? Mommy’s gotta talk to her friend ok? It’s important. Can you be a good boy for mommy?”

“Yeah…” Theo nodded, and when Y/N placed him back onto the ground he rushed off to his room, grabbing a plushy dinosaur discarded on the floor.

Y/N led him away with his eyes, and only when Theo was completely involved in his play she let out another exhale, letting her shoulders sink and turned to face Jason.

“Would you like something to drink?”

“No I don’t want anything to drink, I want a fucking explanation!”

“Hey! No swearing! There’s a kid here!”

“I’m sorry…”

“You should be. But you’re right too. I owe you an explanation. Come, sit.” She gestured towards the couch, the furthest from Theo’s room.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“About Theo?”

“No about the Big Bang Theory.” He was an ass, but couldn’t hide the sarcasm and anger. “Of course I’m talking about the kid. Theo? That’s his name?”

“Yeah. It’s after –”

“I don’t really care about the etymology of the name, Y/N. Why did you lie to me?”

“I didn’t lie. I just didn’t tell you the truth.”’

“Why?”

“Because you never asked.”

“Oh come on, seriously!? That’s a childish argument and besides, it’s not like this I’m asking every girl I’m dating if she maybe has kids! Not exactly the first thing that comes to mind when meeting someone!”

“Please. Sit down. Come on, don’t cut me out. Let me explain this-“

“Fine!” he muttered, plumping on the couch, arms crossed, face unreadable, putting on his most unapproachable exterior “talk.”

She sighed, knowing he wasn’t going to make it easy for her. He had every right to be angry, but zero right to judge her about her past and this time she was going to be honest. If truth meant the end of their blooming relationship so be it. Better to know.

“Theo’s dad was an asshole. A mistake.”

“Yeah, no shit.”

“Will you let me talk!?” he patted the top of his head, and despite himself Jason chuckled at the gesture. “It's not like I got into the bed with the guy I had just met! You should know better!”

“I know better. That’s the exact reason why I’m still sitting here listening to you instead of running away.”

“Me and Theo’s dad…” she continued “we had been dating for a few years before it happened. He got drunk, I was young and stupid, letting him do too much, we ended up in the bed and the next thing I knew, I was pregnant.”

“And?”

“Well, like I said, he was an asshole, which turned out pretty quickly. He never wanted kids and the fact that I had a bun in the oven was not compliant with his plan for life.”

“Please don’t tell me that this fucker—” Jason started, clenching his fists at the thought what Y/N must have been through.

“First, he told me to get rid of the problem. And obviously, I refused. So he changed tactics, trying to threaten me into getting an abortion. And I refused again. So he got aggressive.”

“Did he hit you!?” Jason’s protective instincts kicked in, the anger and sense of betrayal slowly giving way to completely other feelings towards her.

“No. He wouldn’t dare. But at some point he just left. Leaving me with a kid on the way.”

“Y/N…”

“It’s okay. I’m better without him anyway. Me and Theo both. He didn’t deserve to be called a man, let alone a father.”

“I’m so sorry, princess…”

“Theo was born prematurely. It was my seventh month and I was still working when my water broke and a friend drove me to the hospital. He was so tiny and –” her eyes filled with tears and Jason immediately moved to wrap arms around her, as if shielding her from the pain of the past. “I spent first six months of his life in the NICU, almost sleeping on the floor, scared to death that—”

“shh…” his hands cradled her closer to his chest, rubbing her back, brushing her hair, kissing the top of her head “Shhh, Y/N. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. You are so brave.”

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you before—" she sobbed

“Hush, love. Don’t apologize. Just tell me why you didn’t tell me? Were you scared?”

“I was. But not for the reason you might think.”

“Huh?”

“We’ve been dating for what? Six months? As important as you are to me Jason , I don't know if this is permanent. And Theo-“ her voice broke “- he deserves stability. He didn't know his father for god's sake, and it is not like you can just explain it to a kid that his father didn't want him. Or me. So tell me, how could I have told you about him when I was scared that - that—”

“You were scared that I’d leave you too.” Jason cupped her cheek, looking straight into her eyes “that I’d leave like everyone else.”

“Yeah… And I’d understand If you’d want to…”

“I’m not leaving you, princess. You’re stuck with me.” He leaned forward, softly brushing his lips over hers.

Y/N reciprocated his kiss and even though they were both trying to control themselves, the fire in them ignited quickly as the making out became a little more intense, a little more steamy, his hands traveled to her waist, pulling her onto his lap, sneaking under her shirt to touch her soft skin—

“No…” he pulled back, using all his strength to do so. “We can’t do it here, can we?”

“Not really.” She chuckled, squinting towards Theo’s room. “Me and him, we’re kind of a package deal.”

“Oh yeah, I got the memo.” He smirked, pinching her waist playfully, setting her back on the couch. “Can’t say I like it now, but—”

“Would you like to meet him?” she interjected in the moment of spontaneity 

“Your son?”

“Yes.” She nodded, absolutely sure about her decision. “And not just by yelling on the doorstep, but by officially meeting him?”

“I—” Jason stuttered. Even he could understand that this was important. Y/N was looking at him with hope and silent encouragement in his eyes. A sign of trust that could never be put into words. She actually wanted him to meet her son. Which meant, she was serious about him. About them. “Yeah… yeah, I think I’d like to meet the kid…”

“You would?” she smiled brightly, her eyes shining

“Yeah…” he smiled back, reaching to hug her and she gladly dived into his arms, holding him for dear life “Thank you… Thank you Jason…”

“Of course, princess…” he whispered with a lump in his throat from all the emotions. Though that was the perfect moment to tell her how he felt about their relationship, that he was in love with her, he just couldn’t, opting to stay silent and just live in the moment.

“Mommy?” Sudden, quiet little voice came from behind and Theo came to view, holding onto his plushie looking as cute as only a 3 (or 4, Jason was terrible at assessing age) year old kid can.

“Theo, hey. Come here, kiddo, I’d like you to meet someone.”

Y/N opened her arms to the child and he approached the couch, climbing up with his mother’s help and settling on her knees.

“This is Jason. He's someone very important to me. Can you say hi?” Y/N encouraged her son to shake Jason's hand.

 “Hi… I’m Theo…”

“Hey buddy.” Jason reached for his little fingers, squeezing them gently, reminding himself that this boy was in fact a delicate being, not like the goons and vigilantes he was used to. And honestly, the sensation of a little soft hand in his big and calloused one sent goosebumps over his body, though Jason would never admit it out loud. “Um… nice to meet you, I’m Jason.”

Theo tilted his head a little, staring Jason up and down with those piercing eyes and for some reason it felt like this little kid was judging a grown-ass man. Subconsciously assessing whether this one would be good for his mom and whether they would become friends. And it was quite a humbling experience.

“Mommy? Is that the guy whose photo you have on your phone?" Suddenly Theo blurted.

“Oh, a photo?” Jason teased, throwing Y/N a glance, immediately picking up the subject before she could intervene and stop this child-like honesty. “On her phone, huh? And what does your mom do with this photo?”

“She looks at it. When she lays down to sleep and she thinks and I don’t notice. She looks at it and smiles.”

“Oh really?’

“Yes. I like her happy.”

“Me too buddy…” Jason felt his heart flutter “Me too…” the look he sent Y/N was full of love and affection, making her blush a little. 

“I think she likes you. She almost never smiles like that.”

“Is that so? Is that true, Y/n, do you like me?” 

Y/N hid face in her hands, embarrassed at the entire situation

“Okay, that’s enough bonding for one day. Who wants ice cream?” 

She picked Theo up and walked towards the kitchen with Jason close on their feet with the happiest grin on his face. He could already tell that in time he and Theo were going to be good friends. 

to be continued <?>

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[jasntodds]

Too Heavy | J.T.

Pairing: Jason Todd x Fem!Reader

Request: @just-lost-inbetween-worlds​ : Can I get Jason Todd (doesn’t matter which version) with the prompts: bloodied knuckles, wiping the others tears away, as well as crying into their chest. Maybe bloodied knuckles bcs of punching something in a mental breakdown and then the rest happens.  Bad Things Happen Bingo Prompts

Summary: Sometimes things get a little too heavy for Jason

Warnings: Angst, blood, mentions of death, mental breakdown, hurt/comfort

Words: 2,802

A/n: I was listening to a lot of Too Heavy by The Plot In You while I wrote this so here we are lol If you wanna be added to my tag list, click the link below, send me an ask, or comment!! You can also follow my library blog @peteprkerlibrary​ !! If you like this, please reblog it and/or talk to me about it!!

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Everyone has bad days. They come and they go. It gets better. It always gets better. But for Jason, his bad days are sometimes so rough and harsh, the world collapses from under him. He falls through the cracks into a black abyss, surrounded by every failure he’s ever had. He falls and falls and falls until he finally hits the bottom and the wind is sucked from his lungs in a hard smack. Leaving him alone in the pitch black coldness. Today is one of those days.

He’s just gotten back from patrol and he was quiet not to wake you. He walks steadily to the bathroom but his thoughts are circling the drain. Every step he takes is like twenty pounds added to his ankles and another thought joins the damned ride. Jason’s chest grows heavy as he finally reaches the bathroom, quietly shutting the door behind him.

The worst nights of patrol involve kids and tonight did. It’s always the most innocent of people that get to him. Most nights, he can handle it because it’s part of the job. It’s one of the reasons he puts the helmet on every night. But tonight is different. Tonight is different because it didn’t have the hopeful ending it should have and it’s not fucking fair.

Jason’s hands grip the bathroom counter so hard he thinks he might shatter it in his palms. He almost hopes he does. He looks at himself in the mirror, his back slightly hunched over and he looks hollow. A discarded shell of who he should have been. And he can’t stand it. His head spins while his eyes slam shut and his grip tightens harder against the cool stone.

His chest starts to heave as his breathing quickens. His chest grows heavy and he wants to start ripping out every single one of his organs in hopes it’ll lift some of the weight. The heaviness is suffocating and if he didn’t know any better, he’d think this would be his end.

But he knows better.

And this is the never-ending hell he’s trapped in while the inability to save the kids tonight triggers memories to flood back like overflowing rivers in a flash flood.

There’s the echo of metal on concrete seeping into his blood stream and that menacing laugh that never should be called a laugh beats against his eardrum. The feeling of the panic he felt that day wraps him in a cruel and painful hug as if to be living off of his inability to breathe properly. Images of the Joker and the look on his mom’s face flash across his eyes and he can’t take the heaviness of it all anymore.

The grief he suffers with is nearly paralyzing and it is agonizing. They say grief gets better but when is it that supposed to happen? Because it’s been years and he can’t breathe and he wants to rip his lungs out of his chest just to feel anything other than this. He was just a kid.

Jason was a just a kid.

Tears burn his eyes, one slipping by and sliding down his cheek and he grits his teeth so hard they nearly shatter under the pressure. All he wants is for it all to stop for even a second. He wants one damn second of relief.

He looks up at his own reflection once more and he can see some bruising from last week and he hates it. The white streak in his hair almost seems whiter in the light of the bathroom and he hates it. He hates it. He hates it and he can’t do it. He punches the mirror in a quick motion, just once and it shatters into the sink and over the counter.

“Fuck.” Jason groans because he knows it was loud and he can’t stop the tears now. They’re drenching his face and his breathing is racing, quivering.

Blood spills into the sink as Jason hovers his shaking hand over it. Not a single part of him even cares or pays the stinging any mind. All he can do is try his best to breathe and shake his thoughts away but nothing works. They’re still there. Flashing across his eyes like lightning in the middle of a raging storm.

His legs start to feel weak as if he’s just gotten done running for miles on end. It’s getting harder to stand the more he tries to fight his own breath and thoughts. His head spins and he his stomach turns and twists into gnawing nausea. And he can’t even be bothered to stand anymore because that is just getting too damn hard too. His own body is growing too heavy with every passing thought and he swears that’s some sort of cruel joke.

Jason sits on the floor against the counter, hanging his head and pulling his knees up to his chest. Tears fall down his cheeks and he tries to fight them off with every thought he has but nothing works. They fall anyway, staining his cheeks in a wet mess.

“Jason?” You call from outside the door. 

The shattering of glass woke you up and for a few seconds, you thought someone had actually broken in. And you were nearly frozen, stuck thinking if you had a weapon of any sort in the bedroom you could use. But then those seconds faded and you didn’t hear footsteps or shuffling through the apartment. You didn’t hear anything and when you checked the time to see it was after three, you knew.

“Jay?” You call again, knocking on the door gently when he doesn’t answer.

Your groggy voice breaks his heart. He never meant to wake you up.

Jason slides his hands over his face and clears his throat. “Go back to bed, sweetheart.” Jason tries to stabilize his voice but you can hear the weakness and quiver. He’s mastered the art of hiding pain but not disguising the pain of crying.

Taking the knob in your hand, you twist it slowly, gently pushing the door open. You spot Jason still in his Red Hood gear, minus the helmet, sitting on the floor with drops of blood on the floor. He keeps his head hung and his forearms on his knees. You spot blood on his knuckle with open wounds before you see the broken mirror and your heart just breaks for him.

You step in slowly and cautiously as if moving too quickly will make him dissolve right into the floor. “Hey,” You crouch down beside him, tilting your head to try and get a look at his face that’s covered by his messy hair. “What happened, Jay?”

“I’m fine.” Jason forces the words from the back of his throat and he hates how weak they sound. 

You don’t like the answer because anyone who’s fine doesn’t break a mirror. Anyone who’s fine doesn’t sit on the bathroom floor at three in the morning with bloody knuckles crying. He’s not fine but Jason has never been very good at admitting to anyone when he’s not. He’d rather drown than ask for a life preserver.

You move in front of him, sitting on your knees. You reach out cautiously, putting your hands on his wet cheeks. Jason’s eyes shut down hard with your touch and you’re so gentle with him. Why? What’s he done to deserve it?

You pick his head up softly and Jason lets you. His eyes are bloodshot as he looks at you. His pretty blue eyes are now a haunting shade of navy, like the sky over the ocean in the middle of hurricane. Why does the world treat him with such cruelty?

“Please, go back to bed.” He nearly begs you because you shouldn’t have to deal with all of his trauma.

It’s not fair for you to lose sleep over him. He swears you shouldn’t and you don’t deserve it. All he wants is to be alone with his grief. If anyone has to suffer what he went through, it has to be him. It can’t involve you. Not you.

But you’re stubborn and that thing in your chest beats endlessly for him.

You can see his chest moving harshly with every breath and he might be Red Hood but he was Jason Todd first. A kid trying to survive the best he could. A kid who just wanted to learn and be a kid. Smart mouth and relentless as hell. But a kid no one looked out for. Red Hood looks out for so many people, but who’s supposed to look out for Jason Todd?

“Please, I’m fine.” Jason voice finally cracks as a tear escapes his bottom lid. “Just go to bed. I’ll be there a minute.”

You move your hands from his cheeks and he thinks, for a second that for once, you might actually listen to him. And he’d be lying if that didn’t hurt, too. But, it’s you and you were never very good at following his instructions even on good days so you move closer to him and stretch out your arms.

“Come here, Jay.” Your voice is soft, etched in worry and love.

He’s reluctant at first because he knows if he does, he’ll lose it entirely. Every piece of him that’s been able to hold in a sob will finally crack and that’ll be it. But he sees the worry in every tired line of your face and you always look so inviting.

“I’m worried about you. Please.” You plead with him, your voice cracking with a mix of tiredness and sadness. And Jason can’t hold it in anymore because you’re worried about him.

Jason moves his legs and moves closer to you, resting his head against your chest because at his point, it’s all too heavy for him to even try for a proper hug. And folding into you seems a hell of a lot easier for everyone. You wrap one arm around his side and rest your other hand in his hair. And just like he breaks.

A sob rips through his throat, echoing through the bathroom and you have to swallow the lump that forms in your throat. He shakes against you, sliding his hands to your back and holding onto your shirt. His grip is tight as if he’s stuck between thinking you’ll disappear if he lets go or that he’ll disappear if he does. Your hand runs through his hair and you try to console him, knowing there isn’t much that can help at this point. But you try by playing with his hair and whispering softly to him despite your own heart aching and breaking for him.

Tears brim your own eyes as you hold him against you. If you could, you would claw out your own heart and replace his with yours. Maybe that would help some of his agony. Maybe that would make his pain a little more tolerable. Maybe if you could swap out your hearts, you could take some of his pain away. You’d do it if it meant he wouldn’t suffer so much.

Minutes tick by and his breathing is still harsh against you but the sobs have slowed. His grip is still iron-tight on your shirt and all Jason wants is for the world to stop spinning. He wants the aching in his chest to stop and he wants everything around him to stop feeling so damn heavy.

You pick his head up, cupping his cheeks in both hands again. His cheeks are tear stained and you swear you’ve never seen him look so broken before. Your thumb awipe over his cheeks, brushing the tears away gently.

Jason nearly shudders with the action.

“It’s okay, Jay.” You assure him and your voice is strained as if begging him to believe you.

“It’s fucking not.” He sputters, his brows pulling together and you can see him clench his jaw. “It’s all shit and those kids deserved fucking better.” His breath is hot, boiling on your skin as he seethes. And you know what lead him here tonight.

He told you. Right to your face he told you he died. He left out the gory details of it all for your own sake but you know he was just a kid. And you know why he was there and about the Joker. He was just a kid.

“Kids?” You questions and you know Jason always has a bad night when it involves kids.

“Forget it.” He lets out a scoff because he doesn’t want to talk about it. You don’t need to know the details.

“Hey, no.” You shake your head, eyes scanning over his face as your brows pull together. “I’ll listen all night, okay? I won’t ask anything if you don’t want me to, okay? You can talk or not. But, you’re gonna be okay.” Your eyes lock with his and he wants to believe you.

But he also knows he’ll back here again. He always comes back here. Haunted. The ghost of who he was then and the ghost of who he should have been follow him. He doesn’t think he’ll ever be able to shake them as much as he wants to.

He places his hands over yours and you can’t help but notice how big his hands are whenever he does this. “Just so damn sick of it.” His voice is rough and exhausted.

“I know.” You nod with understanding.

You’ll never be able to understand how he feels or what he goes through but you try. And you see it across his face. You see it in the way he turns in his sleep, when he actually gets sleep. You see it in the way he’s always observing everything around him, always on guard. And you can see it in the way he is with his weapons, there’s always at least two weapons on him at any given moment. As much as you want to understand exactly what goes on inside of his head, you won’t but you can see it. So, you try your best to help and just be there in capacity he’ll let you.

“Why don’t we get you in the shower? I’ll wash your hair, clean up your hand, and we can get into bed? I’ll rub your back and you can tell me what happened if you want. Or I can read to you until you fall asleep.”

He’s almost always reluctant when it’s been bad. He never thinks he deserves the kindness and care you offer to him. On good days, he can accept it. It’s something he struggles with still because no one ever been so kind and careful with him before. So, it’s hard but on good days, he finds it easier to accept. But on bad days, like these, he’s reluctant because if he can’t see the good himself, why should anyone else? But he looks at your eyes that glossy with worry and you give him this look that makes him feel like he’s been put under a microscope. And you would do anything for him.

“Thanks.” He mutters, taking your hands away from his face. “I got it.”

“I know.” You nod your head. “I want to.” You smile gently at him, tilting your head slightly to the right. “You’re not alone, ya know?” You assure him because you think it must be lonely dealing with everything he goes through. “I got you.” 

He knows. As hard as it is for him to accept the care and kindness you offer him, he knows because he notices everything. He notices how he always wakes up with a blanket on him when he falls asleep on the couch and the way you always have his favorite protein bars on hand even though you don’t like them. You’re the one missing sleep when you have work in the morning to sit on the bathroom floor with him. It’s hard to accept sometimes and he gets in his own head about it sometimes, but at the end of the night, he has you.

And you’ve always had a way of lifting some of that weight for him, maybe without even trying.

“Okay.” Jason finally agrees, still a hint of reluctance in his voice.

You get to your feet and offer him your hand.

He almost chuckles because you can’t actually help him from the floor. But he takes your hand in his anyway, getting to his feet. You look up to him with gentle eyes before closing the distance between the two of you and wrapping your arms around him as tight as you can.

It takes a few seconds before you feel Jason relax under your hug and his arms come around your waist. His chin lays on the top of your head and he feels like he can breathe a little better now. 

When things get a little too heavy, at least he has you to help lift some of the weight.

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[yarpharp]

The main components of Jason Peter Todd (based entirely on Batman fanfiction tropes):

The white streak/bangs. Some people only maybe give him a single distracting lock of white, others turn his whole front bangs frosty.

Literature nerd, mostly the classics or just Jane Austen.

G U N S . E X P L O S I O N S.

A very red helmet. There might be a face on it, or it's just one big head bubble with eye sockets. The latter is far more popular.

He must be ready to commit Patricide at any given moment (despite the fact the man still perpetually seeks validation from his adoptive batdad)

Does is Damian brother? Son? Sometimes yes, because many do not understand how Damian and Jason WOULDNT have met while in the League of Assassins.

Foul mouth. Will cuss to excess (probably to assert dominance)

Death jokes/zombie jokes to a concerning degree

Glowy angry eyes??? (maybe the Pit will always haunt him..)

The Leather Jacket

Wears his emotions on his sleeve; questionably the most emotive of the Batfam, which really says something

A Momma's Boy, but replace Mom with Alfred Pennyworth

PSTD. So much PTSD.

An insanely good cook and the only Batfam member allowed in the Manor Kitchen

Will do anything and everything in his power to kill the Joker with his own bare hands (or bullets, he is NOT choosy)

[makethatelevenrings]

Hey, just sropping by to say two things!

1. I love your headcanons of Jason and 2. Would you be interested in Dad! Jason Todd? Like headcanons or a blurb of some sort? Of course its up to you if you want to write them out.

Feel free to message me if you have any questions.

thank you!!!! I actually have a single mom!reader x Jason coming up soon and he will be very much Dad shaped in it hehehehe

[jiabeewrites]

BOOM BABES THERE ARE MORE BECAUSE I NEED TO RANT:

X-Men:

Aurora Moon AKA Aura, who's mutation allows her to see people's "auras" (she can see what kind of person you are, a bit of your past and a bit of what you're feeling)

DC X MARVEL:

Agent Delilah Kyle, formerly Juliana Todd. She used to be the vigilante Black Bat before her brother died. She then handed it over to Cassandra, changed her name, and joined the SHEILD Ops academy.

From my applyfic, which can be found here:

Deylin Wayne AKA Black Bat (later Dusk), Bruce's probably adopted younger sibling and the Young Justice team's den mother. (s1) Alyona Maximoff AKA Supernova, the youngest Maximoff triplet and a member of YJ. Alaisa Stark AKA Iron Angel, Tony's younger sister and an astronomer. She got dragged into the family business when her brother was busy creating another element. Thomas Stark-Strange AKA Iron Soldier, the youngest of the Stark Trio™ and is married to Stephen Strange. He's an army vet and the no-nonsense one of the family. Callisto Stark-Strange AKA Galileo, Stephen and Thomas' daughter. She's a little strange but it's her genes, if you catch my drift.

the Pjo x Marvel which i will re-elaborate on and eventually write because eyyyy fanfiction! (to the tune of macarena):

Maria "Mari" Stark, daughter (AFAB) of Eros and Tony Stark. She's first introduced at the start PJO as Annabeth's bestie, she's unclaimed and she's been unclaimed for years. (Tony knows who her other parent is and so does Mari but Eros is a dramatic bitch and also Psyche is mad at him so-) The instant Jason's prophecy is spoken, Mari is claimed and since the Aphrodite cabin is the closest thing to Eros, she gets put there, even though she's more like a cousing to the 'dite kids. From then on she's one of the eight in the prophecy, yada yada, lets move on. (exter info: eighteen, female, she/her, omnisexual, sassy as fuck, persassy and mari sass battles, she really is her father's daughter, peter is her bby brother, dating annabeth and percy, tony now has to give 2x the dad talks)

Rebecca "Beck" Barnes, daughter (AFAB) of Venus and Bucky Barnes. Venus is being an overdramatic bitch after another of her many breakups with Ares/Mars/whotfcares, and eventually finds her way at a Stark party. Which, unfortunately for Bucky, also has Thor attending. Both they and Venus drink the Asgardian alcohol, and a few paragraphs of nonexistent smut that I will never write, Beck is created or something. (I should note that Venus is...maybe 15% sober and Bucky is pretty much wasted so neither of them knew what they were doing.) Bucky doesn't speak of Beck's mom ever, leading to them getting into one of your cliche teenage/parent fights and Beck running away. And the tower, like the Argo II, is monster proof because Mari was living there. So Beck is sitting on a bench crying, because wtf-have-you-done-child-you're-in-an-unfamiliar-place-by-yourself-wtf. And to make things worse, monsters smell her prescence, she almost gets attacked, and then some demigods nearby save her and she goes to Camp Half-Blood (and then later Camp Jupiter, because romans duh). (exter info: sixteen, female???, she/her, biro ace, relationship status is single, steve is probable her other father but whatever, they/them bucky superiority)

Adelaide "Addy" Yelena Romanoff, formerly Clinton Alexei Romanoff, is the daughter (AMAB) of Athena and Natasha Romanoff. (Clint was sad when he realized that Nat's daughter wouldn't be named after him, and she said that was karma for Nathaniel not being Natasha.) She's the daughter that Nat never though she'd have. She's a lot younger than the others, but she's taken to camp really early on account of...being really freaking dangerous. Especially to people who deadname her. (exter info: eight, mtf, she/her, L clint, KNIVES, and donuts)

Rhea Lokidottir/son and Aster Lokichild, the two formerly being Vali and Narfi respectively, are the genderfluid/agender twins of Loki and Zeus. Olympus basically ignores them, but since they're Zeus' children and Loki's...Hera hates them but can't do anything for fear of starting a war with Asgard (and by extension, the Avengers). They've been around for a while, and they live apart. One spending six months with Loki on Midgard, the other spending six months with Sigyn on Vanaheim, and then they switch. (exter for rhea: very particular about pronouns, knifing soldiarity with addy, is called "V" by aster, is fifteen probably?, aromantic pansexual) (exter for aster: is not particular about pronouns, prefers swords but whatever, is called "Nar" by rhea, is maybe fifteen?, the older twin, panromantic asexual, dating peter parker i think.) (exter for both: only people who can deadname is each other, because its a weird inside joke to them, they are called opposites of each other for a reason, but its funny idk, um yeah ok thats it bye) Vienna Parker AKA Ghost-Spider, Peter's younger cousin and May's daughter. It's unclear who her father is, however, she's revealed to be a legacy of Athena. And Peter too, but whatever. She's got the same powers as her brother, and can turn invisible. (Exter: female, she/her, aroace, thirteen, basically peter's sister.)

Anyhoo, the whole premise of the fic above is that the gods are freakily good at sleeping with current or future avengers. which is slightly concerning, especially when those kids and their mortal parents start disappearing. whether this is a mythological threat or not is unclear, but the demigods must work with the newly assembled SHEILD to uncover the culprit.

ok i is done now bye

do u have any ocs? just wonderin

Why yes, anon, I do have ocs.

...

idk if you wanted to hear about them BUT YOU'RE GONNA HEAR ABOUT THEM ANYWAY:

(btw the crossover ocs are at the very end)

DC (which is mostly batfam but whatever):

Ruby Kyle, who you can read about here (she also has a fic!) Ashlynn Todd! Jason's twin, I don't have much lore behind her but she hates Bruce and basically left the family after Jason's death, and unlike her twin, never returned. She isn't considered part of the Batfam. Lilith Bleak, Klarion the Witch Boy's sister. Don't have much lore for her, but she dated Zatanna to piss off her brother.

MARVEL:

Camryn Barnes, she's a mulitversal variant of Clint and is the main character of my Artemis & Apollo duology. That I will totally get to. Nova Belova, also part of the Artemis & Apollo duology, they're a variant of Natasha. Alina Maximoff. Wanda and Pietro's triplet.

STAR WARS:

FT-0001, but better known as Alaia. You can find her story here. Go check out @rigged-from-the-start. I own Ziana Ma'a, Kaos/Asha/Aaura Ma'a, Lydia Ma'a, and Theodosia Skywalker ONLY. Theta, Omega's older sister and unpaid babysitter. Asilla Meryn, Senator of Leiota

RIORDANVERSE:

Hali Jackson, Percy's twin and Huntress of Artemis

CROSSOVER OCS:

Marvel x DC:

Darasuum/Eternity, who you can read about here. I have a wattpad story that I should really continue here, but the oc is Mariama el-Faouly-Spector(-Grant-Lockley) who's a crossover oc, she's in young justice. Mira Grayson, who you can read about here Jordan Lance-Queen AKA Blackbird, Eira Henderson-Sanchez AKA Mariposa, Jae Kim AKA Ghost, Dominic "Dom" Xavier AKA Glitch, Andromeda "Andi" Wayne AKA Siren, are all in my fic "The Thing About Love" which you can find here. It's a YJ/DC x X-MEN fic.

Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss x YJ:

Jester, you can read her story here.

Marvel x PJO

Maria "Mari" Stark, daughter of Eros and Tony Stark. (eros literally went "OO FINE MAN" and then did the do with tony ok we done bye) Rebecca "Beck" Barnes, daughter of Aphrodite and Bucky Barnes. Beck will get a story on my wattpad, maybe crossposted here. Adelaide Melina Romanoff, daughter of Athena and Natasha Romanoff. I kinda wanna explain this one, because I know it sounds weird. But Annabeth describes the way Athena "gets pregnant" by saying that Athena has a strong mental connection to a person, and that's "the truest form of love." At least to the wisdom goddess. So it's possible for Athena to "fall in love" with a woman and still have a child.

There are more but this is the most i can come up with rn...

sorry there's so many anon!

[theodorecanaryhood]

Sudden urge to play date

Jason Todd x female reader

Jason is a single Dad to a little boy and reader is a single Mum to a little boy too, the boys are best friends and go to the same school, Gotham Junior’s.

Jason and reader meet on parent teacher night, the boys try to play matchmaker.

Jason’s story:

He met Louise about 6 years ago, the two began dating and quickly moved in together as e year passed.

Within another few months Louise told Jason she was pregnant. Jason was thrilled, being a Father wasn’t something he always thought would happen for him, but here he was.

Jason proposed to Louise after the first scan, and the two began planning for the new addition to the family, and the wedding that would follow.

However, after Jackson, or as he is more lovingly known, Jack was born there was a few issues with Louise.

She was found to have a Blood clot, which was treated but not all of it. A complicated birth and a complicated health issue after, unfortunately Louise haemorrhaged and didn’t make it.

Jason was heartbroken and lost for words, as he held his few weeks old son. Jack became Jason’s everything and one and only in a matter or minutes.

Jason never got to marry his forever girl, but he got the most precious thing out of it. He got parenthood.

Y/n’s story:

6 years was all it took for your life to change dramatically, all it took was poor decision.

You met Steven 7 years ago but you were both friends first. Becoming closer and closer, you eventually became a couple.

A year into the relationship you discovered you were pregnant, that’s when the relationship became stale for you and Steve.

Steve lost his job not long after your son, Theo, was born. It became difficult to pay bills so you started working two jobs.

Two jobs, full time parenting, a couch potato boyfriend and a sick mother who eventually needed help.

You were stressed and couldn’t sleep, you started to get snappy and a little mean. When you started getting snappy with your toddler that’s when you realised you needed help.

Steve was sitting around all day everyday and wouldn’t help with your sick Mother, you had to leave your jobs and take care of her and eventually your son was being neglected by Steve too.

You lost it and packed his stuff and kicked him out of your house. Your siblings helped look after your Son and Mum while you went back to work.

You’d made quite a good name for yourself, working hard and getting a raise. Even getting holiday pay so you could take Theo on trips.

Now:

Jason sat in the living room watching some cartoon while Jack played with his toy cars. The 5 year old was a little terror now but Jason knew parenting was a challenge itself.

He was patient with him but firm and never let him get his own way within reason, but sometimes he was guilty of not being able to resist his little boy.

‘Daddy, can my friend come over?’ Jack asked his Dad, Jason smiled softly at his mini copy and nodded.

‘Of course, what’s his name?’ Jason asked as Jack sat on the couch next to him. The little boys face lighting up.

‘Theo, he’s my best friend’ Jason laughed softly as he scooped Jack into a hug.

‘Really? Well I would love to meet him’ Jason smiled more as he held his son in his arms. Sitting in the couch watching the cartoon that was on.

‘Daddy he’s here’ Jack practically screamed as he ran to the door of the apartment. Jason trailed behind him.

‘Ok open the door little man’ he called as he came up behind Jack. Jack stood on his tiptoe to open the door as he squealed to see Theo.

‘Theo’ he smiled as Theo rushed over and hugged his friend, the little boys really were trying their hardest to stay on the feet but both boys got excited and fell onto their butts as Theo Mother walked in.

‘Theo what have I said about walking in?’ You laughed, noticing Jason.

‘Hi’ he smiled as he held his hand out to you, ‘I’m Jason Todd, Jack’s Father’ he beamed, you shook his hand.

‘Y/n y/l/n, Theo’s Mum’ you smiled in return, ‘sorry he usually has more manners’ Jason just shrugged.

‘He’s cool, a sweet little boy’ Jason smiled as he pat Theo on the head.

‘Thanks, he takes after me’ you joked making Jason laugh.

‘I bet, we’ll can I get you a drink?’ Jason asked you politely as you smiled, shaking your head.

‘Thank you, but I have to go take my Mother to a Hospital appointment. I’ll be back around 3, I can come and get Theo then’ you said as you got on your knees and hugged Theo, kissing him in the head.

‘I love you’ you whispered to your Son, he whispered it back, ‘be good for Mr Jason ok?’ You said as you walked over to the door.

The whole week Jack would not stop talking about his friend coming over, and now the two were running riot in the apartment.

Jason was laughing as the boys kept playing and making silly faces at Jason, Jason forgot the last time he smiled and laughed this much.

‘Where’s your Mommy?’ Theo asked Jack, Jack pointed to upwards as Jason felt a lump in his throat at the question.

‘Where’s your Daddy?’ Jack asked Theo, Theo shrugged. Jason noticed the little boys response and felt bad.

‘Is it just you and Mommy?’ Jason asked Theo, Theo nodded in response. Jason was curious as to where his Dad was, but didn’t badger the kid for a response.

…

‘Daddy, my Teacher wants to speak to you’ Jack held his Father’s hand as he pulled him toward the classroom door.

‘Ok, we have to wait till we’re called in’ Jason replied, he didn’t want to admit that the boys pull was strong. Considering he is a big guy.

‘Mr Todd, please have a seat’ the Teacher smiled as she pointed to the opposite side of the desk.

‘Mrs Green, lovely to see you again’ Jason flashed a charming smile at her. Mrs Green just sat down as she went a little red.

‘Jack is a lovely little guy, one of my favourite students. He has a good attitude and always ready to learn’ the teacher began. Jason sat with his arm around his Son, smiling as he took on the Teachers words.

Losing track of time the Teacher rise to her feet, telling Jason about all the stories of what Jack gets upto in class.

‘Well until next time Mr Todd’ she smiled as she shook his hand.

‘Till then Mrs Green, what do you say Jack?’ Jason beamed at his little boy.

‘See you Monday Mrs Green’ he smiled, Mrs Green pinched Jack’s cheek as she walked to the door with the man and little boy.

‘Oh Miss y/l/n and Theo, my second favourite’ Mrs Green said as she opened the classroom door.

‘Hi, hope I’m not interrupting’ you said as Jack and Theo instantly began playing.

‘Not at all’ the teacher replied, Jason smiled shyly at you as he took his Son’s hand.

‘Jack come on Buddy’ Jason said softly, you looked at the boys who were already trying to run off together.

‘They can play, can you watch Theo while I talk to Mrs Green please Jason?’ You asked politely with a slight smile. Jason had never heard his name sound like that before, you said his name almost like a love song.

‘Of course, we’ll give you two some privacy’ Jason said as he took the boys into the corridor.

After about 30 minutes or so you returned outside the classroom with a smile, winking at Jason.

‘Thanks for watching him, I owe you’ you said as you kissed your little boy’s head.

‘No problem, he’s golden, good news I hope’ Jason rose to his feet as Jack walked over to him to be picked up.

‘Yeah, Theo just needs a little help with his numbers’ You chuckled as Theo rushed to you. Standing by your side.

‘Well Jack is good with numbers, I’m sure they can help each other’ Jason politely suggested, truth be told he liked Theo for Jack. They were both well behaved and got in really well. Almost like brothers.

‘Mommy can we go to Mr Jason’s for dinner?’ Theo asked you, you looked at your little boy.

‘Not me you should ask Theo, have you asked Mr Jason?’ You asked him softly. Jack shot his head to his Dad.

‘Daddy can they? Please’ Jason looked at you and Theo then his Son’s big eyes, the eyes he used to get his own way.

‘If Theo’s Mommy is ok with it’ you just shrugged with a smile.

‘Don’t see why not, they get on’ you laughed as Jack and Theo cheered. Jack wanting to get back on the floor as he ran off with Theo.

…

Dinner at Jason’s house was a different experience as you saw how well behaved the boys were. Theo even helped Jason clean up in the kitchen.

‘You sure you don’t want me to do anything?’ You asked as Jason shook his head.

‘No of course not, you guys are guests’ You smiled, Theo sitting in the floor with his best friend.

You stood up as you looked around at all the photos on the wall, noticing a couple of Jason and a woman, then Jack as he went from new born to now.

‘Jason who is she?’ You asked politely as you pointed to a young woman in a framed photo, Jason looked over your shoulder.

‘Jack’s Mother, Louise’ Jason replied, you took a mental note of his face and the pain in his voice when he answered the question.

‘What happened to her?’ You asked, Jason looked at the ground then back to you.

‘She died shortly after Jack was born’ you have a look of shock as Jason side smiled. Avoiding crying in front of you.

‘I’m sorry’ you replied, Jason took your hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze.

‘That’s ok, was a long time ago’

Theo and Jack looked at the two of you together and smiled at each other, Jack whispering something in Theo’s ear as the two boys stood up and snuck out of the room.

‘What happened to Theo’s Dad?’ Jason asked you, you walked over to the table and sat down on the chair. Jason sitting opposite you.

‘We’ll, he was cruel and neglectful so I told him to leave, I never stopped him from being Theo’s Dad but he took the initiative to cut ties’ you answered, as simple as you could, Jason just rested his head in his hand as he looked deep in your eyes.

‘My Mother got sick shortly after Theo was born, Steve lost his job and I couldn’t work on top of caring for my Mom and being a parent. My brother and sister helped me in the end as I couldn’t pay rent. Steve just left and disappeared when I told him to leave’ you continued, Jason had a look on his face.

Sympathy, he always had sympathy for single parents as being one himself. Jack’s birth made him appreciate Bruce a lot more and even made the two closer.

He also had a look of anger, anger towards Steve for just abandoning his child. You can’t bring a life into the world and not bother to help take care of it.

Jason’s free hand found it’s way holding yours from across the table. You clocked in and returned the gesture by gripping his hand slightly, using your thumb to rub his knuckle gently.

‘Boo’ Jack and Theo screeched as they both jumped up between the two of you, making you both jump as the two boys squealed with laughter.

‘Nice one boys’ you laughed as you tickled Jack’s face and gave a kiss to your Son Theo.

‘Daddy, are you gonna ask y/n on a date?’ Jack asked as Jason choked on his drink, you blushed a little.

‘What?’ Jason asked his 5 year old, who just beamed brightly as Theo wrapped his arms around your neck.

‘Are gonna date y/n?’ Jack asked, Jason was a little surprised by the question, but not offended by it.

Jason had been on a few dates here and there over the past couple of years, but the women either made an exit when he mentioned he had a kid or would not get on with Jack if they ever met him. Honestly, Jack never liked any of the women his Dad brought home either.

‘If y/n would like to go out?’ Jason answered almost as a question as he looked at you, you just smiled a little red in the face as you nodded.

‘Theo, would you like me to go out with Mr Jason?’ You asked your son, Theo nodding his head violently.

‘Ok, y/n would you like to go out?’ Jason asked you, you smiled.

‘Yes’

‘Told you it would work’ Jack smiled at Theo as the two boys walked into another room.

‘Did they just play matchmaker?’ You chuckled as Jason stood up.

‘Yup, kid’s have game’ he laughed, you stood up too as you grabbed your shoes.

‘Theo, we have to leave soon’ you called out, Jason handed you his number as you took it a little sheepish.

‘I’ll text you when I get in, I’m free this weekend if you are’ you beamed, you hadn’t dated in so long you forgot the etiquette of what to say to a man.

‘That’s fine with me’ he smiled at you as Theo hugged his friend goodbye, then rushing over to hug Jason good bye.

‘Goodbye Mr Jason’ Theo smiled up a the man cutely, as he hugged him Jason knelt down and hugged him back.

‘Goodbye my little man’ Jason whispered as he kissed his head, you gushed at the sight of Jason hugging your son. Jack came over to you, studying your face.

‘Can I give you a hug?’ Jack asked you, you smiled and knelt down.

‘You don’t to ask me’ you replied as you hugged him, smiling as the little boy held onto you.

The beginning of a beautiful relationship that could potentially grow to more, started with the two little boys showing love and affection to both of you equally.

[mxsmwndr]

Yes, No, Maybe So

jason todd x singlemom!reader

no a/n, really. jus that i legit LOVE jason x singlemom!readers so if there’s some recs please send them in lmao. (also, i can guarantee there will be more from where this came from so prepare if you can.)

also, enjoy this gif. it’s far from relevant but wicked awesome lmao. lmk what you think of this. i adore jason and there aren’t nearly enough fics for him.

Maybe being a single parent was hard, and maybe being in Gotham made it harder, but the fact that you can have a child of your own? Well, that alone made it worth everything.

He was named Jay, too. After both his father and Jay Gatsby. And looked like him, as well. His father, I mean. He had the same striking blue eyes and the same jet black hair. However, Jay had your skin tone, but that was one of the few features you shared. It was that and his hair style, which was (curly/straight/wavy). But otherwise, he looked exactly like his father.

Also, it’s not important or anything, but it was actually his middle name that was Jay. His first was (*Pick A Cute Name Because IDK And It Would Be Bowie If It Were Up To Me Oof*).

And that hurt you at first. It hurt you, when you looked at your son, because you could only see his father. In his eyes you could only see the man you loved, the man who was instead of given the break he deserved brutally murdered.

The man who broke your heart in two.

But you can’t dwell on that now, can you? You’ve moved on and even if you haven’t totally you must pretend for now. For Jay if nothing else. For Jason.

“Sweetie,” You said to your son. He turned towards you at the mention of one of his many pet names, and like every other time, your heart melted at his glistening icy eyes. And you melted his the sight of mouth, too, and of course his hair and height and his everything, really, because he looks just like his father.

“Yeah, Mama?” Jay said, eyebrows pulled together and head tilted ever so slightly, barely, but also quizzically.

You shook your head for good measures and pulled yourself together once more. Smiling at your boy, you made something up. Really, you had selfishly just wanted to make him stay. You wanted to tell him that no, that it’s okay if he wants to stay home because he lives in Gotham and Gotham is a terrible place. That he’s always welcome to cancel his plans and instead stay with you. That please, Jay. Please cancel your plans and stay home, here, with you, because you can’t afford to let anything happen to your little one. Not like it did, Jason.

But that’s too selfish. Jay wouldn’t understand, and you didn’t want him to. Instead, you made something up again. Instead, you said, “Just... be careful out there.” Then, “Remember dinner’s at grandpa’s tonight. Try to be home around five, okay?”

“Sure thing, Mama,” Jay said with a smile. It was always Mama. Never Mom, never Mommy, but Mama. You loved it. “I’ll be home soon.”

“Wait!”

Jay turned his shoulder, towards you. His dark eyebrows were furrowed once more until he saw you tilt your cheek to him. Then, with a grin mirroring his father’s, he ran to you and kissed your cheek. “Love you, Mama,” He whispered.

“I love you, too, baby. Be careful!”

Come back soon.

—

The ride to the Wayne Manor was... interesting at best. In a polite way, of course, but also... well, never mind that. You had arrived, hadn't you? Isn't that all that matters?

That, and...

"Alfred!" Jay suddenly cheered. He threw his arms around the man and earned a chuckle.

You bent over, gushing to your son about his manners, until Alfred told you otherwise. Then, with a sudden frown, he informed you that Bruce needed your help. He'd take care of "Young Master Jay", he said. And that "you mustn't worry so much, Miss (Y/n)".

But you were worried.

And so even though you were worried, you walked to the Batcave, where Bruce Wayne was standing, puzzled and intrigued and afraid all at once because if Bruce needed you... well it had to be big, right?

"(Y/n)!" The man said. "Come."

You complied, "Uh, Bruce, what-"

"Wait!" A different voice echoed. You turned, and found the figure running towards you to be Dick, Jason's former brother and Bruce's first adoptive son. "Bruce, are you sure this is a good idea?" He said once he caught up to you two.

He was met with a grunt from the former before continuing, "I mean... her life is really good right now. Really good. Jay's happy, he's in a good place and I'd hate to-"

"She needs to know, Dick," The man said.

"But..."

Grunt (again).

"Fine. Just... just don't regret this."

"I won't."

"Um..." You said, looking between the two men. "Is something wrong?"

"Not in the way you're thinking," Dick murmured. Bruce, in return, sent him a quick glare and then motioned for you to move closer to him.

"Look here," Bruce said, pointing at a sheet he suddenly held in hand. You blinked, skimming through the data. It read Willis Todd and Shiela Haywood, but...

"What's this from?" You asked.

"Blood samples from the Red Hood, taken a few days ago," Bruce said gruffly. He was staring at you, waiting for a reaction because how would you feel? Even after all these years.... Happy? Sad? Something else? Mad?

"What?"

Or "what?", maybe. That's probably the best one yet, Bruce figures.

Until, "He's back, (Y/n)," Dick whispered.

"I... no," You said. No, because he can't be back. He died, six years ago, by the hands of the Joker. Tortured and burned and ultimately blown up. People don't just survive that kind of thing.

And also, you were there. Not at his death site but at his funeral, at his grave sight, at the wake and at the lowering of his casket into the grave. You saw his body, it was dead.

Hell, you fucking grieved! You cried endlessly for weeks and weeks and even months! You visited his grave for every anniversary! You came for every birthday, too! With flowers and a goddamned love note in hand, no fail ever!

So why? Why pull this? Why to you and why right now?

Dick pressed his lips together, "I'm so sorry, (Y/n), I-"

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

"What? No, I-"

"Am I joke to you two? I mean, seriously?! If you wanted me gone you could have just said so! I can't bel-"

"(Y/N)!" Bruce yelled, startling you into silence. "I know this is hard to believe, but you need to calm down. Jay might-”

"The fuck you know about Jay! He's mine! My son which I birthed and I raised, okay?! I know him best, and I-"

"LISTEN!" Bruce yelled, stunning you into silence. "I know it's crazy. I get it, really, just... listen to me, okay? Just give me a chance."

"Why should I?" You said. 

"When have I ever lied to you?

"You see?" Bruce breathed, taking his moment because who knows if you'd let him speak to you again.

"The body... at Jason's grave... is a fake. Ra's al Ghul put it there, he... he hired Joker to preform a distraction, and, well, accidentally killed Jason.

"But he also brought him back to life! At least until Jason escaped.... but now he's here, because..." Bruce looked up, into your eyes. "He wants to kill the Joker, (Y/n)," He said.

No - "But that's suicide," You said.

"Exactly. And he won't listen to me, so I need you to come help me."

"Me? But..."

"He knows about Jay," Bruce continued. "But... he doesn't know who's he is."

"Pardon?"

"He doesn't know that Jay is his," Dick clarified. "He thinks you've moved on."

"But I haven't! I-"

"I know, (Y/n)," Dick said. "I know. I was there... but he wasn't, remember? He died and missed it all.... Which is why we need your help."

You looked back to Bruce. He nodded slightly, and you looked to Dick once more. Then, you said, "Fine. When do we leave?"

"Now."

—

[yes, i do realize that this timeline is mad fucked, but do i care? nah. but also, part two maybe??]

[julymusings]

my writing !

all alone he sank like a stone, took root where he fell and started to grow

blooming beyond us like the promise of july !

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ fics

simplicity

or; The big bad Red Hood has a soft spot only for you [3.4k]

jason todd x fem!reader; tiny bit of angst but mostly fluff; aggressive unwanted advances, implied roofie attempt, violence & blood, slut-shaming; Jason “my girl can wear whatever she wants I can fight” Todd; in da clerb, we all fam

will you hold me instead, and tell me that it's over now?

or; patching jason up after an intense mission [2.1k]

jason todd x fem!reader; angst/fluff; brief mentions of human trafficking and allusion to murder (he's talking about how the mission went); mention of his scars; jason being insecure & thinking he's not good enough😞; description of injuries and the first aid applied to them

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ drabbles

ain't nobody like my desi girl!

or; Jason Todd celebrating Diwali with his Indian girlfriend [0.4k]

jason todd x f!indian!reader, mildly suggestive at the end

jalebi baby

or; Dick Grayson and his Indian gf hosting Diwali [0.5k] (requested)

dick grayson x indian!fem!reader, like one innuendo

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ hcs

jason todd x single mom!reader

jason todd x south asian!reader (requested)

dick grayson x south asian!reader (requested)

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ tags

#JT🫶 ⎯ jason todd thoughts & blurbs

#DG🪽 ⎯ dick grayson thoughts, blurbs, & posts

#real ⎯ just. real

#asks ⎯ asks

#hear ye hear ye ⎯ just me talkin

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ stay tuned for...

dark chocolate cherry

or; you have to cancel on jason

dostoyevsky

or; Jason Todd just can't take a damn hint !

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[igotanidea]

September masterlist

1/ Reveal :Damian Wayne x reader (part 6 of "Family rules")

2/ Prevaricate: Dick Grayson x reader (Part 2 of The truth)

3/ Too hot to handle : Jason Todd x reader

4/ Childlike honesty : Jason Todd x single!mom! reader

5/ Not your fucking bussiness: Jason Todd x reader (club singer AU!)

[butterfly-skinnylegend]

THE BATBOYS DEALING WITH THEIR PROBLEMS

Dick: *Doing a flip and biellmann spin in the air, landing perfectly*

Jason: *shoot his problem*

Tim: *Trying to parkour over his problems*

Also Tim: *crashing and breaking his spine because of lack of sleep*

Damien: I don't want to do it... Alfred, do it

Alfred, Done with the keeping up with the Waynes shit: well, I'm sorry master Damien but I have to insist

[ilikeoneshots]

In the process of writing a short Jason Todd x Plus-Size-Single-Mom OC on AO3

There’s a few chapters already up and I’m also trying my hand in some spicy 🌶 🌶 stuff that I’ve never posted before lol