#Red Hodd x reader

[littleredwing89]

PRINCE OF GOTHAM - PART 3

PRINCE OF GOTHAM - PART 3

CEO!Jason Todd x Reader

Warnings – Language. NSFW Smut. Slight jealously.

A/N: Please remember this is a revised version of “The Intern” but swapped out Roman for Jason. Hope you all enjoy the next chapter! :) xoxo

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The slam of the office door startled Roy and he almost spilt his freshly made coffee over his neat ironed shirt. He glanced up and caught Jason’s eye-line. He sighed internally and rested back in his chair. This wasn’t good, Jason looked irritated. Roy readied himself for a long rant. He wasn’t going anywhere soon and his coffee was probably going to go cold. Fuck.

Jason ranted for the next fifty minutes about the French clubs and their recent spurt of PR disasters. Roy rubbed his temple, his façade beginning to crack. He stopped listening beyond the first five minutes, his mind wandering elsewhere.

“So we’re going to have to go over there and set everything right, Harper. We can’t leave them any longer, not if we want the clubs to still be in business by the end of the month!!”.

“Yeah about that…”, Roy swallowed a mouthful of cold coffee and pointed to his diary before wincing at the foul taste.

“What?”, Jason grunted, confusion spreading across his face.

“I have plans this week”.

Jason scoffed, “Plans? You? Like what?”.

Roy shrugged, “Somethings to finish up here”.

“Uhuh”, Jason muttered unconvinced and edged closer to the diary on the desk, “I didn’t realise you were so swamped”.

“There's some department issues I have to fix, a few check-ins with the clientele”, Roy tried to fight the blush threatening to spread across his cheeks. Why wasn’t Jason letting this go?

“Can’t you get one of the others to do it? I don’t really want to go on my own”, Jason whined and rested on the edge of the desk, picking up a stack of post-it notes flicking through them aimlessly.

“You don’t have to go alone, I have the perfect person”, Roy gave him a cheeky grin, finally feeling the tables turn.

Jason glared at him, “I’m not going with Eric - fuck that, I’d rather let the Iceberg sink”.

“As funny as that would be, I know how important this is”, Roy snatched the post-it notes from Jason, irritated that he was messing with his stuff.

“Oh”, Jason smirked, “So you do have a brain”.

“No, I slept my way up here. Anyway, you should take Y/N. She’s competent and she can stand you. A very rare combination”, Roy stood up abruptly from the desk and walked across to the window, looking out across the murky streets of Gotham.

“I’m a joy to be around”, Jason grumbled.

“Your last assistant didn’t seem to think so”.

“She was an airhead, she didn’t understand what I wanted from her role”, Jason rolled his eyes. He remembered Maggie. She barely lasted the week before he found her sobbing in the toilets.

“You can’t hire people for sex”, Roy’s lips curved as he looked over his shoulder.

“There is an entire industry built on it. So I think we can disagree”, Jason snarked back, folding his arms across his chest.

“Fuck”, Roy sighed loudly and scrunched his eyes shut, “You are giving me a headache - are we done here?”.

Jason ignored Roy’s snappy remark and looked out of the office window catching you walking past, arm full of white envelopes, “So you want me to take Y/N? Won’t you miss her here?”.

“I wouldn’t have suggested it if I couldn't cope without her, Just go talk to her…I'm sure that she'll talk to you, she’ll be happy for the business opportunity”, Roy couldn’t help but smirk at the last part.

“I don’t have any issues talking to her, I just don’t want to set your department back”, Jason’s ears turned pink, the thought of your naked body flashing in the back of his mind. That silk nightgown barely covering your ass. He swallowed and fidgeted on the spot.

“We'll survive while you fuck her stupid for a few days”.

“I don’t know why you assume I’m fucking her”, as it left his lips, Jason knew his voice had completely given him away. And the record speed he answered.

Roy laughed huskily and grabbed his mug, “I’m not blind Todd”.

Jason didn’t bother to give a reply and headed towards Roy’s office door, “We’ll be back by Friday”.

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The second Jason had appeared on your department floor, you’d felt your skin flushing. Your thoughts were filled with repeat memories of him in your bed. The way his calloused hands slid over your body. You grabbed the stack of envelopes and stood up briskly, you needed to distract your mind from him. Before you combusted at your desk. You headed down the corridor towards the printing room but stopped when you heard the deep timber of his voice. 

“Do you have a moment?”.

You turned around and nodded, “Of course Sir”.

Jason swallowed, feeling his stomach twisting with nerves, he wasn’t sure why he suddenly felt this way. He fixed his tie as he spoke, “I need someone to represent your department on the Paris trip. Harper recommended you”.

You raised an eyebrow, “Oh, did he now?”. 

“He suggested you’d be the best fit for the job”, Jason’s clinical business tone made you chuckle internally. You noted he was clearly struggling, fidgeting more with his tie. You enjoyed the way you made the imposing man nervous.

“And what do you think?”, you took a step closer to him in the empty corridor, your voice dropping low and seductive. You licked your tongue along your plump lower lip, eyes tracing his mouth.

“I think you'll be passable”, he muttered, watching your tongue with interest. He suppressed the moan in his throat and inched closer to you.

“Wow...”, you rolled your eyes, “I’m glad you think I’m just passable, so full of compliments!”, you turned away and strutted down the rest of the corridor, swiftly entering the printing room.

Jason blinked in surprise before following after you quickly, closing the door behind him, “I don't suppose you're turning down a free trip to Paris?”.

“But Sir, I have unfinished work here that I need to complete for Mr Harper”, you teased, putting the paperwork on the desk at the side. 

“Harper promised to pick up the slack”, Jason followed the curve of your legs, framed perfectly by your heels. He tried to ignore the sensual way your lips shaped as you spoke.

“Really?”.

“He’ll sort out whatever you don’t get done”, Jason lied. He knew Roy had promised nothing of the sort but he couldn’t give a damn right now. Your body completely distracting any rational thoughts he had.

You abandoned the printing and smiled brightly, Mr Harper could entertain himself with the photocopying whilst you were enjoying Paris with Jason, “Well then, if you want me to go with you, I will Sir”.

Jason growled and stalked across the room, caging you against the printer, “Keep calling me Sir and I’ll lock that door behind us…I don’t care who hears you”.

“But Sir, I have forms to deliver, they’re already a little late”, your hands snaked up his stomach, before grabbing his tie, tugging on it playfully. His lips ghosted over yours.

Jason’s hands grabbed the back of your thighs and he lifted you easily, making you squeak. Your legs wrapped around his middle on instinct, ass pressed into the printer pad, “What did I say?”, he nipped your bottom lip, thumbs stroking up your legs.

You shivered as he continued to stroke up your thighs, whispering against his mouth, “We’re at work Sir…this isn’t very wise”.

Before Jason had a chance to reply, there was a loud bark of laughter bouncing down the corridor, followed by heavy footsteps getting closer and closer. Jason’s face knitted with irritation before sighing, stepping away from you. You hopped down quickly, adjusting your skirt before the door flew open. 

“Oh, sorry, I didn’t realise you were using the printer N/N”, Dick smiled at you then turned towards Jason. His cheeks turned rosy and he ran a hand through his jet black locks, the cogs in his mind turning as he assumed; correctly; that he’d interrupted something.

“Don’t worry Grayson, I’m finished now”, you sauntered past Jason, patting Dick on the chest, “Knock yourself out”. You sashayed out of the room leaving Jason and Dick staring at each other.

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Five long hours. You’d almost fallen asleep in the last hour. You hadn’t imagined business meetings could take this long, although to be fair, the last hour had been filled with Jason’s business associates talking about fast cars and football. You smoothed your hands down the front of your dress and stood up slowly, “If you’ll excuse me for one moment, I need to use the restroom before we go”.

You gave Jason a look to tell him to hurry up before you left, hurrying towards the bathroom. 

Antoine turned to Jason, a smarmy smile on his face, “You've got quite the woman there Todd”.

Jason noticed the leering stare and the way his eyes drank in your svelte form, “Oh she's just one of my business team”.

“Oh? I thought she was a personal associate of yours”.

“No no, just a colleague”, Jason assured, fixing the cufflinks on his suit jacket.

“Do you think she would want to come out to dinner with me this evening?”, Antoine shifted in his seat, looking towards the door waiting for you to come back. He’d been enamoured with you from the second you walked into the room. He only became more fascinated as you spoke throughout your excellent presentation.

“Certainly not”, Jason snapped.

Antoine turned to him shocked and swallowed nervously. Jason’s shift in tone had taken him by surprise. He hadn’t expected the bite in Jason’s voice or the heated stare.

“What I mean is that we have something planned for the evening, so she won't be available”, Jason back tracked quickly, giving him a dashing smile. He hadn’t meant to sound so aggressive but the thought of Antoine taking you out for fine French cuisine with the possibility of more made his temper burn.

You came back into the room after using the bathroom and smiled brightly at Antoine, “Thank you for the excellent presentation this morning, it was good to meet you”, you held your hand out to him.

Taking your hand in a firm grip, Antoine shook it before pressing a kiss to the back of your palm, “Likewise, enjoy your activities this evening, mademoiselle”.

You flushed at the kiss but felt confusion curdling with it. Activities? What activities?

Turning to look at Jason, you noticed his eyes were narrowed at Antoine. The tension was obvious and thick enough to cut with a knife. You pulled your hand back quickly and grabbed your bag from the table, “Have a good evening too”, you murmured before leading Jason out of the building.

He didn’t say a word all the way down to the lobby. His brow knitted every so often. You left him to stew unsure what was wrong. He’d been completely fine before you went to the restroom. What had Antoine done? Heading across the car park towards his rental you finally gave up accepting the silence, “What’s wrong?”.

“Nothing”, he grunted and unlocked the car waiting for you to get in.

You sighed and folded your arms, standing firmly, “What’s really going on?”.

Jason blew air past his lips in frustration and turned to face you finally, “That fucking moron up there putting the moves on you in front of me in the middle of a fucking business meeting. Then he asks if he can take you out?! He thinks I’m a fucking idiot. He’s lucky I didn’t fucking sack him on the spot but, unfortunately his presentation and ideas are too good to lose”.

You couldn’t stop the laugh that left your lips once he’d finished speaking. “Seriously? That’s what’s wrong?”, you walked up to him and wrapped your arms loosely around his neck, toying with his shirt collar, “Don’t worry. Even if he was trying to get into my pants, someone else is currently already there”.

“Sounds like a lucky man”, Jason let his hands bracket your hips as he leaned down to press a kiss to your lips. It was softer than you expected but you leaned into it, letting your tongue swipe along his.

Pulling away reluctantly, Jason opened the car door for you, “We have dinner reservations at the Four Seasons tonight”.

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Striding down the corridor from his room, Jason stopped in front of your hotel suite. He hadn’t been able to stop thinking about you since you made it back to the hotel after the dinner you’d shared together. That beautiful midnight blue dress you’d been wearing had tempted him all evening. The neckline dipping low so he had an excellent view for the duration of his meal.

He cursed the entire hour he was alone in his room for not inviting you back to his suite for a ‘night cap’. Taking a deep breath, he finally knocked on the door, shuffling from foot to foot. What if you’d gone to bed? What if you saw it was him through the spy hole and ignored it?

The turning of the lock made his thoughts stop and he smirked when he saw what you were wearing. You stood holding the door slightly ajar in nothing but a fluffy towel, the tips of your hair wet and curled. He couldn’t help but follow the droplets of water racing down your chest.

“Evening”, he winked and pushed his foot into the doorway.

“Do you just time your visits when I'm undressed?”, you looked up at him coyly.

Jason grinned cheekily, “I try my hardest princess, but the spy camera in your room does help”.

You shook your head and laughed softly, “It’s not like you haven't seen everything”.

Stepping further into your space, Jason’s hands found your waist, caressing your  sides, “True, but I wouldn't mind another peek”.

His touch sent shots of desire up and down your spine, your core beginning to throb at the unspoken promise, “I was halfway through a bottle of wine in the bath”.

“Sounds perfect”, he made his way into your room and started to unbutton his shirt.

“You’re a little eager”, you closed the door behind him, sliding the lock into place.

“Says the woman who’s already wet?”, his tongue traced his bottom lip, looking over you hungrily.

The way he was eyeing made your confidence swell. You hadn’t had a man look at you like that before. You pouted your lips playfully, “You’d have to try harder than that Todd”. You turned on your heel and wandered back into the bathroom, a cheeky smile covering your face.

Jason growled and chased after you, grabbing your wrist. He spun you around quickly and pinned you against the bathroom wall. Your breath caught in your throat and you swallowed thickly, desire coiling in the pit of your stomach.

“Don’t have to try that hard, do I princess?”.

You looked up at him, your eyelids hooded with lust. He was right. Jason didn’t have to do much to make your skin light with passion. You reacted to him so easily, your body betraying your mind.

He dipped his head down to the crook of your neck and planted rough, open mouthed kisses along your flesh. You shivered as his stubble scraped your skin, your thighs clenched involuntarily. The familiar burn, heating up in your core.

“You mentioned something about a bath didn’t you?”, his words were muffled by your skin as he spoke, his fingers tugging at the top of your towel.

He took a step back and watched as the towel pooled at your feet leaving you bare and slightly damp in front of him. His eyes darkened as he tried to drink in every inch of you all at once. The damp sheen across your skin sparkled in the low lighting of the bathroom making you look ethereal. Jason growled looking over your body, his cock twitching at the sight.

You nodded, not trusting yourself to speak. Your foot kicked the towel to the other side of the bathroom before you moved back across to him.

“Mmhmm”, you murmured, hands working at his belt to free him of his clothes, “And I think, unless I’m mistaken, that you wanted to join me”.

Jason allowed you to undress him, watching as you worked slowly, until you had him fully naked. His cock throbbed with need as it bounced against his abs as he climbed into the bath, sinking down into the steaming, wet heat. The ache of the day suddenly faded as the burning waters soothed his muscles.

The swirls of steam spiralled around him as he lazily lounged his arms over the side of the tub, “Don’t keep me waiting princess”, he smirked.

You swayed your hips as you headed back towards the bath. Jason expected you to jump straight in but you stopped by the sink. He raised his eyebrow but rolled his eyes when he saw the wine glass pressed to your lips.

“Princess”, he growled and splayed his thick legs in the bath. His patience was wearing thin.

You drained the last of your beverage, tipping the glass up. A droplet of red wine escaped and landed on your chest, streaking down the valley between your breasts. You saw Jason watching intensely.

“My bad”, you grinned and swept the rogue rivulet of wine with your finger, bringing it to your lips. You sucked it gently purposely winding your tongue around your finger before making a popping sound as you finished.

“Get in here, now”, Jason cursed, the pulsing in his cock becoming worse with every passing second.

You gasped loudly when Jason grabbed your hips forcefully when you sank down into the hot water with him. You felt his heavy cock brush against your clit under the water and you whined, the sound trapped in your throat.

“You’re such a fucking tease”, he ground out, his thumbs pressing hard into your waist, “But don’t worry, I’ll soon have you sobbing whilst you bounce on my cock”.

You shuddered, his words making your mind hazy.

“You gonna be a good girl and ride me?”, Jason removed his hands from your body and laid back in the bath, head resting against the rim of the tub. His body glistened with water droplets highlighting his sculpted physique. He grinned up at you, hips thrusting upwards towards your silken core.

“Yes Sir”, your voice was breathy with desire.

Hovering your pussy over his cock, you sank down slowly, swallowing him inch by inch. You moaned unabashedly as you felt him drive up, bottoming out. He felt so good fully seated inside you.

You circled your hips slowly as your hands smoothed up your own body, cupping your breasts. You pinched your nipples between your fingers, rolling them lightly. Your head tipped backwards, as you sighed his name in bliss. The way his cock stretched you was perfect. Your walls clamped around his shaft as you rose up and down repeatedly on him. Each time his length bumped against your g spot.

The water splashed wildly over the sides of the bath as you bounced on his cock faster, chasing down that same intense high as before. You looked down at him through your thick lashes and bit down hard on your bottom lip.

Jason was a sight to behold. His head rested back against the bath, cheeks flushed red, eyes shut as he laid back and enjoyed the way you fucked him. His arms were hung over the edges, hands tightly wound into fists.

“Fuck!”, you sobbed as you fucked him deeper into your pussy, “Jason! Fuck!”. You pressed your hands against his solid chest, his heart was beating erratically. Working your hands up his body, you dragged your nails through his wet hair. The growl that left his lips was deep and husky.

He opened his eyes to watch you, the way your breasts bounced with each thrust. Jason smirked and moved one of his hands back into the tub. You watched it disappear before crying out in surprise.

“Oh god!!”, you moaned louder and your eyes shut as Jason flicked over your clit.

“You look so sexy when you cum all over my cock”, he groaned and continued to work your clit faster. You clenched around his shaft, the vein on the underside of his cock pulsed as you squeezed your velvet heat around him.

He grunted, the sound rumbling through his chest as he lifted his hips in time with your bounces. The cries that left your lips were sinful. The scream of his name over and over as he took you to the edge.

“Jason- oh god-I-”, you mumbled, feeling your mind tumbling away from you as your orgasm began to peak.

“That’s it”, he coaxed, “Cum for me princess”.

The flames of your orgasm burst through your body as you continued to ride his cock, the water splashing over your body. His name passed your lips like a mantra to the heavens as you soaked up the feel of your climax.

You sucked in greedy gulps of oxygen as you fought to catch your breath back. Jason slipped his wet hands to your hips and rocked you back and forth on his still rock hard shaft.

“Jay-”, you couldn’t finish your sentence as he thrust up into your pussy violently, pulling you down hard with each hammer of his hips.

You felt your eyes roll back into your head as your sensitive core quivered around his cock. You moaned louder and threaded your fingers through your hair, letting your breasts bounce heavily with his punishing thrusts.

“I love the feel of your tight little cunt”, he growled and snapped his hips harder. You mewled and dug your nails into your scalp, the shocks of electricity shooting down your spine.

“You take my cock so well”, his voice broke and he groaned deeply, “God you feel so fucking good”.

Every praise made you purr more, the euphoria thrumming through your veins. The buzz was like nothing else and you felt yourself becoming slowly addicted. The timber of his voice echoed in your mind, teetering on the edge of your second orgasm.

Jason gripped you harder and yanked you down hard onto his length, “Fuck- I’m gonna fill that tight little pussy - fuck - cum with me”.

His brutal pace continued as he bounced you faster on his cock, working you deeper. You screamed out as your climax burst behind your eyes, blurring your vision for a moment.

Jason moaned your name, his deep voice thick with lust as he emptied himself into your core. His fingers bruised your skin as his thrusts became slow and soft. He was panting heavily when he finally stopped, you relaxed down into the water, resting your head in the junction of his neck. Your lips brushed his collarbone gently, so gently Jason wondered if he was imagining it.

His hand stroked up your spine and wrapped around the back of your neck, thumb running along the pulse of your vein.

You moved your head and looked up at Jason, giving him a soft smile before chuckling, “I feel so sweaty and gross now, this is all your fault”.

Jason grinned and shrugged innocently, “Personally, I blame you for answering the door in that tiny towel”.

You scoffed, “I wasn’t expecting guests at 11pm”.

“I wasn’t expecting to be tempted so thoroughly”, he winked, “Not that I’m complaining”.

You rolled your eyes and smirked at him, “You’re too easy to tempt Todd”. Turning in the bath, you manoeuvred yourself to sit between his open legs, back pressed to his chest. You relaxed back for a second, enjoying the way the warm waters engulfed your body.

“I don’t think anyone could resist you princess”, he murmured against the shell of your ear, enjoying the way you shivered.

“Seduce me later, right now I want to get cleaned up properly, like I originally intended”.

You felt Jason fidgeting behind you, then you heard the tell-tale click of the shampoo bottle lid. He squirted the liquid into his hands and lathered it quickly before weaving his fingers into your hair with a gentleness you didn’t expect.

“No funny business Todd”, you tried to sound threatening but the way he was massaging your scalp made the words come out in an airy whisper. 

“Scouts honour”.

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[itscherrylipsforme]

A love story yet to be written: Jason Todd x Vigilante!bookworm!fem!reader

Summary: The mysterious Red Hood has been your loyal teammate since you became another one of Gotham's vigilantes. Many literature puns and "subtle" flirty comments later, he has decided that it's time to meet you when you two are not covered by the city's darkness and your secret identities

Warnings: Just dozens of references to my fave classic lit authors and novels

Requested: yes

Words: About 1570

Author rambles: God, this has been on my drafts for so long. Glad I was finally able to publish it. Thanks to the anon who sent the request, hope you like it 🫶🏼

Masterlist Characters I write for

Likes and reblogs are appreciated ღ

I do not authorize any of my works to be copied, translated or plagiarized ✗

Gotham’s skies were pitch black when you submerged, like every twilight, in its streets and roofs. Masked face, combat boots, dark sweater and jeans paired with a black leather jacket and a bulletproof vest under all of it. Pointed daggers on your belt, a pair of guns attached to your back harness just in case. Being a vigilante was not an easy side job, but you needed to do it.

Some people simply can’t watch their whole world fall apart and stare blankly. And you would certainly not stay back when your beloved city was drowning in corruption and crime. Growing up you had always been aware that they were others protecting you. Batman, Robin, and the other peculiar crime fighters that had joined them with the pass of time. But being honest, Gotham was a criminals dump, and all the help they could get counted.

 So, you decided to do you your bit. Trained hard, learned how to hide in the shadows and started to feel that what you did matter to your people. Recognition was not long in coming, although fame was not what you were after anyway. One night a camera caught you beating up one bastard who was trying to assault a young girl, next day you were on the news. Dusk they called you and you were not annoyed by the nickname, it suited you in a certain way.

You soon became another no-faced admired warrior to your neighbours. Not bad for the girl who used to be bookworm theatre kid back in High School. Becoming one of Gotham’s saviours was not one of your dreams job as a child, but life has surprising turns waiting for us. What was even more unexpected is that you ended up meeting one of the other vigilantes and that he had become an interesting fellow during the otherwise solitaire superhero’s nights.

“Nice to see you here in the dead vast and middle of the night, darling” He greeted you, after hearing your feet landing in the same rooftop he was in. Didn’t matter if he was backwards, you had started to think he had developed a sixth sense to notice your presence. You could almost bet he was smiling bellow his metallic helmet.

“Good night, Hodd” You answered coming by his side. “Shakespeare, wasn’t it?”

“Smart girl. Hamlet, more precisely” You agreeded “You arrived later than you use to”

“Missed me, geekie boy?” A little chuckle broke the silence of Gotham.

“Of course I did! I would not wish any companion in the world but you” He crossed his arms in front of his chest, his gaze locked in the city’s sky. “And admit it, you are as much a nerd as I am”

“The Tempest? Have you been rereading Uncle Willy’s plays again?” The question ended up sounding like a half-joke half-teasing “And you are right, bookworm and proud. We wouldn’t get along so easily if I weren’t. I declare after all that there is no enjoyment like reading”

A slow nod was the only answer you received. You were certain that a smile was decorating his face at the moment. But not in a million of years you could have imagined that his usual smirk was now followed by a pinkish tone in his cheeks. How long he had been like this around you? He couldn’t recall exactly. This flirting slightly hided between book quotes and glances had been part of your friendship for quite sometime now.

The only problem? He couldn’t bear with being just a friend anymore. When it had all started? He didn’t know. Maybe the night he met you. And when the two of you started patrolling together like every other night, he couldn’t help coming back to those sweet memories still fresh on his mind.

“Another superhero wannabe” that’s what he thought when he first saw you moving from celling to celling without the grace and rhythm that only years of practice can give you. And he was not wrong, you were an amateur, one who still need to practice, but you definitely were determinate enough for that. Jason was not aware of this, therefore he decided to have some fun.

“What are you doing here?” He asked jumping to your side with a voice tone much deeper than his usual one.

“Patrolling” You managed to say in a whisper, rising your head to look at him directly. Shivers run through your spine, not knowing what to do. But you would not allow him to notice your fear.

“Scared of me darling?” He leaned a little so he could be nearer to your face.

“Not even a little, I know who you are” You answered and somehow the most daring and wittiest part of your mind chose to add the next sentence “And also there is a stubbornness about me that never can bear to be frightened at the will of others.”

“My courage always rises at every attempt to intimidate me.” He finishes almost instinctively.

He stared at your for some instants, not believed the words that had just come out of your lips. Another vigilante? Who quoted Austen? The night was turning up to be quite interesting.

“You are a sharp girl, with a good book taste” He resolved. “Red Hodd, at your service” He offered you his hand and his presentation, although it was no needed.

And that’s how all started, now a few months later you two keep protecting Gotham from whoever and whatever treats it. This night had been tranquil, a seldom occurrence, and Jason hadn’t talked to much, his mind was focused on a matter which had been troubling him for weeks. When the first rays of light threaten to appear, it’s time to farewell. Not without cracking some bad puns first of course.

“But soft! What light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Dusk is the sun.” He smirked once again.

“First, that’s contradictory. Second, you seriously have to get over your Shakespeare era”.

“Does that mean I don’t get a proper goodbye?” Even with his voice modulator you could hear the teasing edge on the question.”

“Of course, you do” You tried to come up with something silly, yet sweet. “Good night, sweet prince, and flights and angels sing thee to thy rest!”

With that you made a small joking bow and left the rooftop to go back home. It had been enough; Jason had made out his mind. He was going to look for you. He needed to see the unmasked face who had been able to be the first one to win his heart. Luckily, one of his many siblings is a professional hacker.

A bookstore, somehow, he was not surprised at all when Tim found your worked there. In his jean’s pocket there was a small piece of paper with dozens of cheesy books lines that made him think of you. "You are part of my existence, part of myself. You have been in every line I have ever read." "We would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together with the windows open and the stars bright." “You should be kissed and often, and by someone who knows how” … And those were only the first ones. There were not enough words in the books from your bookstore to describe how nervous he was and how much he wanted to tell you he loved you. But he could at least try.

Your elbows were resting on the counter, another novel laying in front of you. When the doorbell rang announcing another client, you immediately smiled and looked at Jason. You left your seat to meat him by the door, the book long forgotten.

“Took you long enough to find me, geekie boy” You gritted him.

All his speech and quotes banished in the air with just a single sentence of yours. He finally came to himself.

“Wait, were you waiting for me?”

“Of course, I did” You chuckle, God he loved that sound “For almost two months, after all your bad pick-up lines I thought you would be ready to come and met me in person”.

“But… How have you recognized me?” Confusion was still seen on his face.

“Easy. Looked for the libraries and bookstores that had your favourite tittle. Cheeked the names of all the men who borrowed or bought them. Looked for their photos on the internet and compared them with the physical description I had from your” You shrug your shoulders as that work was nothing to you “I am a vigilante after all”.

“I have a brother who would love to meet you, you know?”

“Maybe later, but I guess you came here because you had something to tell me”.

He took a deep breath. Just a few hours, that was all he needed to win you over this time. "In vain have I struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed.” He said softly, but determinate “You must allow me to tell you how ardently I love and admire you.”

Just after he finished your lips were meeting his in a soft and sweet kiss, like the ones written in romance novels.

“You have bewitched me, body and soul” You whispered to his ear.

“Actually, that’s from the movie, not the book”.

You had to kiss him again, this time with more passion, to shut him up.

[assjuice4ever]

Jason todd hc:

Jay being waken up with a cardiac massage and going "ehi" in the smoothest way possible x reader nearly dying for blood loss saying "hey beautiful" with finger guns and winking to Red Hood before collapsing.

[howlingwolfqueen]

I may or may not be writing sub batboys 👀 (no, I'm not writing damian since he is baby though duke will be in here because why not.)

[bluebellhairpin]

Jason Todd/Red Hood Headcanons

A/N: Jayjay, my Bae-bae. Jk, I have no bae. #Forever-alone. ANYWAY here’s the headcanons my lovely Anon. - Nemo

Request: Jason todd headcannon for having an s)o who is Roy's best friend? Thanks love 💕 - Anonymous 

Waning(s): Language (but is that even a warning anymore tbh), and some sexual themes (hits towards the woo-hooing and doing the do at certain points so be warned).

Masterlist  

- Okay, you both definitely met through Roy-boy ‘accidentally’ bringing you out on patrol with him one night. No if’s or but’s about it.

“Who the heck is this?

“WHaT dO YoU meAn? TheRe’s nO One HerE.”

“Excuse you Harper, I thought we were friends?”

- But you really did hit it off right away, in your own way. Roy wasn’t too pleased about his two besties paying more attention to each other than him.

“Get over it you pussy.”

“Language Todd.”

“Suck it (l/n).”

“Keep telling yourself that Red-head. I’ll only ever ‘suck it’ in your dreams.” *Cue Roy dying and Jason sending you heart eyes*

- Once thing get more intimate you and Jason go everywhere together. AND (because you’re such a bad-ass) you con Roy into being the embarrassed third-wheel.

“Would this look good on me?”

“Babe, everything looks good on you.”

“Aw, Jay, that’s so sweet of yo-”

“But it’s look better on the floor of my bedroom.” *You then slap Jason as Roy’s spirit leaves his body to go find anywhere else to be*

- You’re both too cute together, and Roy can’t figure out if it’s because you both are actually like that, or whether you both are doing it to piss him off.

“I love you.”

“I love you more.”

“I love you to the moon and back.”

“I love you so much that I’d fight superman.”

“I love it when you both stOP TAlkIng.” 

- Jason and you have cooking nights and, naturally, you invite Roy because you don’t want him feeling left out. These nights are one of the rare things Roy doesn’t mind doing with you. Because he gets to be the judge and eat whatever you both cook.

“So, what do you think?”

“Meeds morw pwatcice.”

“Damn it! I knew I should’ve put more into it.”

“Don’t worry (y/n), we’ll just make it again.” *Roy celebrates because more food from two A+ home cooks*

- You and Jason also have movie nights. Sometimes at the cinema, sometimes at home, but you like to invite Roy to these too. Roy likes these too. More free food, and there’s a free movie with this one.

“Want more popcorn?”

“Yeah please.”

“Okay, I’ll go get some.”

“Some for Roy too.” *Roy celebrates again because his bestie remembered he was running low on popcorn even though they can see he is*

- I’d be lying if I say Roy didn’t get possessive when Jason started dating you. His best friend is taking away his other best friend. What if he gets stuck alone forever?

“Roy, um, I don’t want to come of as brash, but um...” 

“What is it (y/n)? You can tell me.”

“Do you think you could stop spooning me? It’s a bit uncomfortable.”

“Yeah Roy, they’re a bit uncomfortable.” *Jason glares at Roy as Roy finally peels himself off you*

- But eventually everything turned out okay and you all reached a certain point of understanding and tolerance. Everything now works like a fine-oiled machine.

“Roy, did you eat the chocolate?”

“No... But if I did, hypothetically speaking, why would that be a problem?” 

“Because I was saving it to give to (y/n) when they got back from Metropolis.”

“I’ll go get some more. They like (c/f) chocolate, right?”

“Yes.”

“Okie dokie. Catch you later Todd.”

“If you’re not back by noon with the chocolate I’ll hunt you down and severe your head.”

“Love you too!”

[melyaliz]

Check it out.

Summary: Jason fucked up, he knew it, but he didn’t know how to fix it. 

Pairing: Jason x OC

Notes:

Based off this story written by @coffee-randomness​

“Jen I think I fucked up.”

The brunette looked up from her bag of sour gummy bears and book blue eyes studying him. Jason waited for the witty quip but it never came.

“How?”

Letting out a groan Jason flopped down next to her on the couch propping his feet up on her coffee table. From her seat on her master’s lap, Cleopatra eyed him warily. Large eyes filled with judgment and disdain. But he deserved it, even if it was a cat.

“I just fucked up.” he mumbled again his eyes searching the room, looking at everything, anything but the girl next to him.

“Ok, how can we fix it?”

“We can’t”

“Want to tell me what you did and I can tell you if you really can’t or are just emoting?”

“I slept with someone.” the words hung in the air. Like a cloud of smoke, dark and foreboding. Only growing thicker and more grotesque. The memory of Lucy’s eyes growing wide, that flush of red across her face, the look of total embarrassment catching him. The feeling of knowing what he had done to their friendship, knowing all too well what his actions and her walking in on them meant.

“Who wasn’t Lucy.” Her voice was gentle, understanding. “She knows?”

“She basically tripped on us as she ran in.”

Jen couldn’t help but chuckle a little her fingers playing with Cleopatra’s ear as she cat purred as if laughing at him too. “You didn’t lock your door?”

“I… told you, I fucked up.”

“I could state the obvious but I’m not going to,” Jen said more to herself than to him as she handed him the bowl of gummy bears. He picked one up biting off its head with some slight satisfaction. Ripping heads off always helps improve one's mood. “If you could have exactly what you wanted from this what would that be?”

He chewed slowly pondering this question. What did he want? That Lucy hadn’t seen him with another woman? That he hadn’t slept with that other woman? That it was Lucy he was sleeping with? He turned to look at Jennifer, his eyes finally meeting hers.

She was sitting there patiently, waiting for him. She was always waiting for him. Never giving him the answers but merely nudging him in the right direction. Sure she would sometimes tell him when he was being an idiot but most of the time he already knew.

Only this time he honestly didn’t. He knew he had messed up, knew it had just been his defense mechanism, his instinct to push away people, but he wasn’t sure why.  

“I, I don’t know.”

It was Jennifer’s turn to sigh, running her fingers through her hair as she thought over his dilemma. Oh Jason, what was she going to do with you?

“Well it sounds to me you are a little conflicted”

“No shit Sherlock”  

His friend held up her hands to silence him, “I wasn’t finished, so since you aren't sure why it bothers you so much that she saw you sleeping with another girl, you may or may not have WANTED her to see, just use your Jason charm to remind her that you guys are still friends.” she picked up a few of the gummy bears from the bowl, “And check on the other feelings later.” she took a bite of the treat before adding “Also, don’t do that again.”

“Jason charm?” he asked raising an eyebrow suggestively causing her to roll her blue eyes good naturedly.

“God you Robins are helpless.”

Jason walked slowly into the apartment an hour or so later to find Lucy sitting on the couch reading her book she had been so eagerly wanting to talk to him about earlier. The girl’s large brown eyes flickering from the book to his blue ones. A weak smile playing on her face, as if unsure how to react.

“Hey,” Jason said pulling something out of his pocket and flinging it at her. A small orange card. Lucy looked down at it as if landed in her lap, the words “library” written across the front. Her eyes went back to him confusion written all over them.

“I’m checking you out,” Jason said walking toward her, “and maybe that book too?”

Lucy couldn’t help but giggle as she picked up the library card, “Really?”

“I promise to pay all my fees” Jason added slowly taking a seat next to Lucy watching her with delight as her nose wrinkled slightly and eyes shone with laughter. He loved getting a reaction out of her. How she so easily gave them up, no matter how hard she tried, it was always there, written on her face. As plain as the words on the pages of that book, she was holding. 

Maybe he didn’t fully know how he felt about this girl next to him but Jen was right. He should try and check it out. 

Tagging: @royslittleharper @guns-n-lilies @the-shadow-of-atlantis @daisyboobear @werewitchling @nightwing-rules @jayne-writes @memento-scribet  

[headcans-oneshots-and-stuff]

Tim, asks for relationship advice:  Dick: Well, it doesn’t matter how good-looking you are, what matters is what’s underneath Jason: Right. Muscled Dick: That’s not what.- Jason, getting up: Come on, I’ll show you how to punch through walls

[the-last-twin-of-krypton]

Jason and batsis sitting in Bruce's Lambo.

Jason: You deserve so much better. If he doesn't treat you right, you're gone.

Batsis: You're right I'm gone.

Jason: NOW GO CHOP HIS DICK OFF!

[sparkleofpizza]

Jason Todd dating an investigative reporter - headcanon

You were friends with Jason since when he was Robin, always doing things together;

You actually had scheduled a date before he died and that tormented you forever;

You went to college, got your journalism degree and decided to become an investigative reporter, exposing every dirty thing you found out about so you were sure no one was going to die because of some lunatic who thought ruled the world;

That being said, you obviously knew who Batman was and all of his vigilantes sons;

They would constantly come to your aid when you thought things were about to get too serious and needed help;

So when a new vigilante showed up in town that sparked your interest quickly, he was so brutal in killing people and you were ready to expose his dirty self to the world;

The boys told you they didn’t know who he was - liars - but you didn’t drop it, taking it upon yourself to find out the truth about him and tell them everything since they were trying to stop the supposed Red Hood from killing any more people;

When you showed up on his apartment, through the window, you almost got shot. You screamed, frantically looking for the panic button to call the boys to come to your rescue;

“Y/n?” He quietly asked, stepping into the light “Is that really you? You came looking for me?”

Jason was the happiest he could have ever been, he was scared to come looking for you, but there you were, his angle standing in front of him, you came to him;

But as the seconds passed, he realized you were glued to the wall, eyes wide with fear as you stared at him. You wouldn’t move your speak, only pressing yourself further into the wall when he tried to reach to you;

You moved once his family showed up, scooting over to where his replacement stood and standing behind him, allowing Robin to take in your shaking form out to the apartment;

All you could think of was: Jason is alive, he is an assassin and he tried to kill me;

Jason came looking for you, trying to talk, but you were too busy working on a new story to even glance at him;

You were honestly still in shock, even after Damian explained it all to you more than 5 times;

He was always near by once Bruce told him you were an investigative reporter, even saving you once or twice from angry gang members who tried to shoot at you once they realized who you really were;

It took you a while to finally warm up to him again, only when the two of you started working on a case together did you realize there was still a bit of your Jason inside of him, but that was only for you;

After almost a year of getting used to each other, you went on that date you never got the chance to;

He would always help you with cases, but most times tried to keep out of the very hard and dangerous stuff, throwing a fist once he found out that all of the things he didn’t want you to part of was told to you by none other than Dick himself;

You reassured him you have been doing this job for a while now and that his brothers have never failed to protect you at any given circumstance;

Against his will, he would allow some of his cases become your new stories and investigate with him;

He tried to shoot most of the dangerous people when he saw them, but you would always hold him back, getting some quotes from them first;

You were literally his impulse control.

[im-hqlover]

Can I request a moodboard with Jason and and artistic girlfriend (if you need specifics for the girl maybe brown hair and pale skin? Maybe dark clothes? ) ((i hope this is what you meant by requesting an aesthetic 🙈)) thanks💕

I hope you like it!!! =D and thank you for request!

[disgrays-on]

4 or 5 for Jason

A/N: I chose 5 bc I did 4 here! There are like 20 of these prompts left in my inbox but I’m probably gonna take my time with them lol. And they’re all probably going to differ in length too so I apologise in advance! Also, Alfred is immortal.

#5. “Our kid got his head stuck through the stair railing.”

When your son arrived into your and Jason’s lives, you’d been ecstatic. Truly. You were over the moon. Of course, it had taken a lot of getting used to. After all, childrearing was very much different from animal-rearing, though some people would argue otherwise. For the most part, it was a trying experience, one like no other. In the same way you and Jason taught him things, your son taught you just as much. Your days were definitely much brighter with the sound of his laughter, with the adorable boyish little grin of his, the way he stuck his nose into a book just because he sees his father doing the same.

But moments like these made you question your decision.

“Thought I’d just give you a heads up,” Jason poked his head into the room that you and Alfred had chosen for tea time this time around, “Our kid just got his head stuck through the stair railing. They’re trying to get him out though.“

Your head snapped to Jason’s direction once what he said sank in, “Is he okay?”

“Oh yeah, he’s fine.” Jason shrugged. Of course, he was fine. Jason wouldn’t be this calm otherwise. Relief coursed through you. “But he is asking for you.”

“How did he even- I told him specifically not to- Oh.” You sighed, putting the delicate tea mug down lest you broke it. It probably cost three times more than whatever you made in a year. “You know what, never mind. I’ll be there in a second.”

“That boy will be the death of me. You tell him not to do something, he goes and does it anyway.” You huffed. You needed to talk to your little boy, needed to tell him that whenever you told him to not do something, it wasn’t a dare for him to actually do said thing.

“He’s just like his father,” Alfred commented, the corner of his lips quirking up in amusement.

“Yeah,” You laughed, reminded of the number of times Jason’s gotten himself in equally ridiculous predicaments. You’re suddenly overwhelmed with fondness for the both of your boys. “He’s also a loveable little goofball, isn’t he?”

[littleredwing89]

Second chapter to come very soon all…what do you think will happen next? What would you like to happen next? 👀👀👀

FAMOUS - PART ONE

Bodyguard!Jason Todd x Singer!Reader

Warnings: Language. Mentions of death threats.

A/N: So part one is finally here!!! Woohoo!!! Enjoy all. More to come soon xoxo much love xoxo @offendedfishnoises thanks again for all of your help with this - all the love xoxo

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DEATH SHALL FIND YOU

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The Gotham Sirens.

You never imagined that this would happen to you. Not in a million years. The group had taken off almost instantly and you’d become world famous. You stared up at the stage, the neon blue of your band's name glowing. Several technicians ran past you and smiled, altering the mic stands and taping down the wires so no one would fall. You loved the hustle and bustle just before the performance. Even standing on that stage in front of millions of people, nothing made your soul buzz like the beginning set up of a show.

You, Selina, Ivy and Harley had met at Gotham University majoring in Dance and Music. At first it had been nothing more than just a class assignment. Create a song. But Harley uploaded it onto Instagram and it blew up the internet. The next thing you knew, Mr Roman Sionis - headhunter for Dent Sounds Record Label - himself had arranged a meeting with the four of you.

And well, as they say, the rest was history. That was over 3 years ago now. It had been a complete blur. You were still catching up. You were no longer having to scrimp and save for cash. No. Now, now you had everything. Everything you’d ever dreamed of. Everything but your privacy. Especially after the meeting this morning with Roman.

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“You’re not being serious are you?”.

You looked into the mirror whilst the make up artist finished off your eyelashes. Your manager, Roman, stood behind you with his arms crossed. A stern look stitched onto his face.

“Of course I am”, he huffed and his stare burned into you, “You’ve received another death threat and someone tried to break into your condo last month. You need more security. Something more personal”.

You rolled your eyes and the make up artist scolded you by smacking her brush on your wrist. You grinned cheekily at her before resting back in your chair, putting on your sickliest, sweetest voice, “Romy…”.

Your little nickname for him. It worked every time. He’d never allow anyone else to call him that. Just you.

“No”, he growled, “This is my final decision. You’re getting a personal bodyguard. I don’t want to find you chopped into tiny pieces”.

“How come Ivy doesn’t have to have one? Or Selina...even Harley doesn’t! So why me?”.

You didn’t need a bodyguard. You knew the second you got one, you would be kissing your freedom goodbye. They’d be with you 24/7. Your apartment would be shared. You wouldn’t even be able to sneak off to McDonalds for a McFlurry at 3am without having to confirm it with them. Or even worse, have them go with you.

“They haven’t had any psychotic stalkers”, Roman rested against the wall, sighing deeply, “yet”.

You scowled and refused to meet his eyes in the mirror. This was a complete over reaction.

“Look, I know you’re not happy but this goes way over my head. Mr Dent, the CEO—insisted. And to be honest Y/N, I think it’s a good idea. You girls are only getting more popular and that means more weirdos will crawl out of the woodwork”.

“Romy…”, you tried once more, turning to him and fluttering your dark, thick lashes at him, “Can’t you talk to Mr Dent?”.

He pressed a hand to his forehead, the muscles in his forearms contracting. You noticed the dark shadows under his eyes and silently wondered when he last got a good night's sleep.

“I’m sorry”, he muttered, “But I agree with Harv on this one, I’ve already been in touch with a firm. They’re highly recommended…you’ll meet them tomorrow”.

He turned quickly and strode out of the changing room as his phone rang, ending the conversation abruptly. You could hear his booming voice bouncing down the corridor and you glared at yourself in the mirror.

Fucking perfect.

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Dumping a wad of paperwork down onto the desk, Jason sighed and took a long sip of his coffee. He knew high profile clientele came with difficulty but the stack of paperwork Sionis had sent him was nothing short of ridiculous. They even wanted to know where he’d bought his new leather jacket from last month.

“Alright?”, Roy sauntered over with his own coffee cup shuffling some of the papers. He was awfully chipper this early in the morning. Jason hummed in response and grabbed a pen from the side beginning to fill in the required forms.

He’d started this business with Roy a few years ago. Dropping out of university was tough but it wasn’t for him. Jason remembered worrying about telling Bruce. What his family would think of him but they showed him nothing but support. Unconditional love. They’d both managed, with countless hours, to build ‘Outlaws Security’, into the most successful security firm in Gotham.

Roy’s eyebrows lifted upon seeing a photo of the new client, “Isn’t that the chick you had on your wall at uni?”.

“What? No!”, Jason bristled and shoved the photo of you back under the documents. He inwardly cursed. Fucking Roy.

“So, you're saying that if I look inside your office locker, I won't find a poster of her?”.

Jason heard the cocky smirk on Roy’s face and groaned in irritation running a hand over the front of his face, “Touch my locker and I’ll break your legs”.

Roy cackled loudly and sat on the edge of Jason’s desk, “Ok so you do still have it. Better not let her find it”.

“You’re a real jackass you know”.

“So I’ve heard...maybe she’ll sign it for you if you ask nicely”, Roy continued to mock Jason, making kissy faces at him.

“Why don’t you shut your mouth before I shut it for you”, Jason scowled and turned his chair around pretending to look for some files in the cabinet behind him. Hoping Roy would get the hint and leave him alone.

“This must be like your dream job come true, pretty boy—better not screw it up”.

Jason sighed deeply and threw his head back in exasperation, “I need a new best friend”.

Roy gasped dramatically and held a hand over his heart, “What?! You love me and you know it!”.

“Whoever told you that was lying”.

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[sheismental]

I’m trying to sleep, you shithead. PART II

| part one |

Pairing: Jason Todd x female reader.

Summary: Your neighbor, Jason, decides to blast classic rock music at 3 am in the morning, and you’re not to keen on that.

Request:  Hi! Could you please do this au with Jason? I love classic rock and I feel like Jason would blast it. “it’s 3 am and you’re blasting off classic rock at full volume and your music taste might be awesome but sOME PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO FUCKING SLEEP YOU SHITHEAD”

Tagged: @natasha-baggins @lovingbabybird @queen-fighter @sarcasmismyfirstlove @cherrycat @agentsbarnes-parker @multifandombackpack @lampingtonthe3rd

WARNING: implied smut.

MASTERLIST

You’re overly exhausted when you return to your apartment, you unlock the door of your apartment and throw yourself in bed almost immediately. Your phone dings and you groan as you take your phone and check the message.

Clarissa: ‘Hey dumbass,,,get dressed, we are going out tonight xx’

You throw your head back into the pillow and groan, why did Clarissa pick out today - when all you wanted to do was sleep - out of all days.

You: ‘Forget it, Clary, i’m not in the mood.’

Clarissa: ‘It wasn’t a question tho?? there’s this nice ass bar and i got us some fine ass company for tonight. plEASE COME!.’

‘i will go to your house and bring you out, idc if you look like a witch, y/n.’

‘you have two hours, and we will pick you up.’

And the texts keep coming. You huff and stand up, glancing at the clock; 8:00pm, you had to look at least half decent tonight. No matter how tired you were and how much you wanted to strangle Clarissa. Clarissa was that co-worker that through the years became your friend, she was as lonely as you - Only difference is that she was looking for someone and you truly didn’t care.

You took a quick shower, and put on one of the nicest dress you owned; the skin tight red dress, Clarissa was very much familiar with it since you wore it everytime you two went out. You even take the time to curl your hair (a/n: if you have curly hair then it’s straighten) Once done with that you do your makeup and pair it with a red lipstick. 

Clarissa didn’t lie, at 10:00pm your phone starts ringing, she simply says ‘we are here’ and hangs up. You roll your eyes and walk out of your apartment in your black heels. As soon as you are out of the building, Clarissa whistles and motions you to twirl, you do it with a smug smile and then you see two guys besides her.

“You look hot!.” She compliments and kisses your cheek and you roll your eyes.

“You have seen me in this dress like a couple of hundred times.” You mumble and she chuckles.

“Yeah but they don’t know that.” She whispers in your ear and the turns to the two guys. “Okay Y/N, this is David Spellman and Isaiah Jones, they are our fine company tonight.” 

You mumble your hello’s. Clarissa couldn’t have picked worst dates, David looked like a total douchebag; Blond hair slicked back and that stupid cocky smile on his thin lips, and even worst he was clearly checking you out without any respect whatsoever. Isaiah wasn’t so bad, except for the fact that he was looking at Clarissa the entire time, his green eyes followed her everywhere. So there goes your chance of having a good time tonight.

You climb on the car which belonged to David, his cheap cologne filled the Porsche. You scrunch up your nose at the smell and try to make yourself comfortable on the leather seats. Your headache was only increasing and you simply hoped that the night will be over soon.

Arriving at the bar wasn’t much of a big fuss, when David’s hand touches your waist you flinch out of his touch, he notices this but keeps on trying to touch you in any way he can while you simply try to get out of his reach. 

The bar smelled like every other bar; Barf and beer. And although you weren’t a fan of that misxture your nostrils had become familiar with it. 

“Ohh let’s get some shots!.” Clarissa says excitedly and you nod feverishly, if alcohol could help make this night any faster you would certainly try it. 

“So Y/N...” David trails off and the mere sound of his voice makes you want to puke. You fake smile and hum. “What’s your favorite position?.” 

You want to slap him in the face so hard that it will make it rotate 360 degrees. 

“Excuse me?!.” You ask in disbelief. “Who do you think you are?.” You ask and he shrugs, with his drink in hand.

“It was a question! I was trying to get to know more about you-.”

“That’s not the way to do it.” You huff and share looks with Clarissa who looks at David disgustingly. 

You try to ignore it and turn back to face the bar. There’s a stage a couple of feet away and a crowd standing in front of it, you order a beer and drink it while you watch a band start to get ready on stage. You are so distracted by your thoughts when a cold hand touches your thigh, your eyes open wide and the beer slips off your hands, crashing on the ground with a thenderous sound causing many people turn to look at you. 

You turn to look at David (whose hand is still laying on your thigh), your face fillled with anger. “What the actual fuck is wrong with you!.” You yell and as you lift your hand to slap him, you are interrupted by a fist colliding with David’s left cheek - making him stumble backwards and falling onto the ground. Your mouth falls open.

“Don’t you ever touch a woman without her permission, understood you fucking idiot?!.” The man that hit David is kneeled beside him and he is grabbing him by the hair and shouting in his ear. David mumbles something and the man smashes David’s face against the ground. The man stands up and fixes his brown jacket before turning around. “Oh hello neighbor.” He smirks and your breath hitches.

“Ja-jason?.” You stutter and he nods. 

“Last time i checked that was my name.” He replies and approaches you, “You are still a little flustered, are you okay?.” He asks seriously, looking down at you, a geniune worried look on his face.

“I’m okay, i’m just trying to wrap my head around it.” You confess and let out a breath that you didn’t know you were holding. “I had it handled by the way but thanks.” You mumble and Jason snickers.

“I know you did, but i wanted to hit someone.” He replies and you stiffle a chuckle.”I can’t believe you would rather come to listen to the classic rock band with mister scumbag here-.” He points at David, who struggles to stand up. “-Than with me.” 

You raise an eyebrow. “This is the bar you told me about?.” He leans on the table of the bar and nods. “I had no idea, my friend dragged me here.” 

“Where’s your friend now?.” He asks, furrowing his eyebrows.

“She probably left with her date.” You huff and order another beer.

Jason finally looks at you up and down and grins. “You clean up nice, neighbor.” He says and you narrow your eyes at him.

“Thanks for that god awful compliment, shithead.” You reply jokingly and take a sip of your beer. He clicks his tongue, and turns to face the bartender.

“Whiskey neat.” He blurts out, you take that time to stare at him. His brown leather jacket fits him perfectly, his biceps flex as he reaches for the glass of Whiskey and his white streaks fall on his forehead. “All jokes and unrequired sarcasm aside, you do look stunning Y/N.” He mumbles before taking a sip of Whiskey. You nod and something in your stomach turns.

“Thanks, Todd.” You mumble and look down at your hands. Jason bites his bottom lip. 

“Hey everyone! we are ‘Stick & Stones’ and we will be playing some classic rock tunes for you tonight, hope you enjoy.” 

The band starts playing ‘Sweet Emotion’ by Aerosmith and you chuckle to yourself.

“They are pretty good.” You mutter and Jason nods.

“I told you, they are amazing.” He says and glances at the band before looking at you. There are some bags under your eyes. “I’m sorry about yesterday.”

You turn to face him and cock an eyebrow. “For being a shithead?.”

He grins. “Yes for being a shithead, it takes a lot of restrain for me not to be one and yesterday i didn’t even try not to be one.” He says and you nod understandingly. “And, pissing you off has become a very entertaining thing to do.” He says chuckling and you grin.

“I can tell, i’m glad i’m so amusing to you.” You say sarcastically and he licks his lips, there was something about you that made him feel lees on edge, it was strange - he thought -. Talking to you was so different and calming. 

“How do yo do it?.” He asks and you look at him confused. 

“Are you drunk yet, Todd?.” You ask and he shakes his head. 

“You’re so gorgeous.” He blurts out and quickly clears his throat and looks the other way. “Forget i said that.”  

Your eyes widen and then you laugh softly. 

“What if i don’t want to forget it?.” You ask teasingly and he looks at you, his blue eyes locking with you. You bite your bottom lip nervously, you truly had no idea if the alcohol had already kicked in or what was making you so attracted to Jason. Unless you had always been attracted to Jason and you disguised it with hostility.  

Jason leans in, your faces only inches away. You didn’t know it, but Jason was somewhat nervous. He connects your lips together and everything pieces together, his broad shoulders relax and your hands move up to the nape of his neck as his hands are placed strongly on your hips. His expert lips move against your clumsy ones, and the kiss becomes more lustful. You tug on his hair and he tries to stiffle his moan against your lips. You giggle and depart from his lips, his eyes are glued to his lips.

“Want to keep me up all night once again?.” You ask teasingly and he snickers; how could you drive him so crazy?.

“Only if you don’t yell at me and threaten to slap me again.” He replies and you hum. 

“I can do that.” You say and he catches your lips with his once again, biting your bottom lip slightly. 

That was the second night in a row where you didn’t get any sleep.

Here you guys go! hope this is good.

[gangrenados]

Jason Todd masterlist

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Headcanons

My heart is wherever you are. (preference)

The average girl: Jason's new girlfriend doesn't seem to fit in his familily "normalcy"

Arkham Knight and tiddy sucking

Tea prompts with Jason 

Cute fluff with Jason

Clingy Jason

Wearing Jason’s clothes

Good and bad things about dating the batboys

Dating a latina! (preference), Jason dating a latina

fights

Stark reader

Being the daughter of Tony Stark and dating Jason Todd

Your dad, Tony Stark, finding out your boyfriend is Red Hodd

Tony and Peter interrupting a moment with Jason

stark reader x jason todd featuring reader’s best friend!

Stark!reader and Jason having a toddler and Tony and Bruce fight for the baby’s attention

smut.

Poor little hood: When the clock strikes one the bad wolf needs to eat, too bad the little red thing is the only thing near.

Sinful tragedy: Demystifying an old myth becomes a difficult task when you come face to face with it. Jason is a demon as old as time and will do anything to have you at his mercy.

Small tits: Where the reader has small tiddies and Jason loves sucking them.

The loudest in bed: A Jason's preference.

Nsfw things that nobody asked for w Jason Todd and Dick Grayson!: A bunch of smutty headcanons.

Threesome: Dick Grayson and Jason Todd/ Jason Todd and Peter Parker

Cockwarming the Knight: You're the knight's most precious thing.

Pancakes and boners: There's no better way to start the morning after a rough night.

nsfw alphabet

Lazy night: It's rare having boring nights in Gotham, but your boyfriend makes it worth it.

thigh riding: Coming home to his pretty needy little thing gotta be one of the few good things that has happened so far.

brat tamer: Jason doesn't tolarate your misbehaviour.

Dick pic: Jason is bored and wants to show you something.

Scary Love : His love for you clog his brains, and even if he's insane that doesn't stop him from wanting you.

misc: size difference, pussy spanking, eating his girl out

Blurbs/ One-shots

Bath time: After a rough mission you convince Jason to join you in a nice, warm bath. This situation gets to him and makes his feelings to overflow.

Downside of the party: Getting out of a party becomes a hard task when danger appear, luckily Robin appears to save the day.

Rest: The Arkahm Knight comes home after a tiring day, he's watered down and the only thing he wants is comfort.

Are you afraid of the dark?: It’s not weird that beings from other universes end up wandering in this earth somehow. It has happened before and it will happen again no matter what the heroes do.

Another gala: Jason hates those fancy galas Bruce makes him attends,but maybe you can make it easier for him to bare this whole thing.

A day in the park: The Todd's family is having a nice day, but of course people can't help but hit on Jason

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[posiey]

Too Cliché

Jason and the reader spending their first Valentine's Day together and Jason being as cheesy and cliche as possible since he doesn't want to mess anything up and the reader finding it really cute. Please?

Jason Todd x Reader

Jason fidgeted nervously as he watched you look around the room with wide eyes. There were candles carefully placed around the room, rose petals covering the floor, a huge bear on the bed along with a box of chocolates, Jason stood in the midst of it all dressed in a tux holding a rose.

You never saw Jason as the guy to like clichés, sure you had a slight suspicion that he was a desperate romantic but not this exaggerated.

“I’m fucking stupid, it’s not enough is it?” Jason mumbled sadly, “No!” He flinched in fear of your rejection.

“No, this is beautiful. I’m just shocked that's all.” You grinned at him, he let out a breath of relief.

“I thought you would want something romantic, I mean I didn't want to upset you or anything and-” You hugged Jason tightly, he stopped his rambling to hug you back.

“This is perfect, it’s cute. A bit too much, but cute.” You pulled back slightly and kissed his cheek.

“I didn't want to mess anything up.” Jason said as he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, “Jason I don't need all this stuff spending the day with you is enough, but this really means a lot to me.” You reassured him, “But I must admit, you look really good in a tux.” You pulled his tie teasingly.

“At least you didn't serenade me that would have been over the top. "Jason motioned for Roy to get out, Roy slowly backed out the room with a guitar after your comment.

“Something wrong?” You asked confused when you noticed his frightened look, “No nothings wrong, I love you.” Jason covered up, “Love you too.” You kissed him back happily, while Roy on the other hand grumpily walked out the apartment.

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Batboys x Reader

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by CrazyFreckledGinger

A collection of Batboys x Reader fics, some including Roy Harper and Wally West -- and other members of the DC universe! The fics get increasingly less cringy I swe

Words: 6143, Chapters: 4/4, Language: English

Fandoms: DCU (Comics), DCU, Batman (Comics), Batman - All Media Types, Young Justice (Cartoon), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Marvel

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi

Characters: Tim Drake, Jason Todd, Dick Grayson, Damian Wayne, Robin, Nightwing, Red Hodd, Red Robin - Character, Bruce Wayne, Batman, Roy Harper, Arsenal, Wally West, Kid Flash

Relationships: Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Jason Todd & Damian Wayne & Reader, Jason Todd/Reader, Dick Grayson/Reader, Red Hood/Reader, Nightwing/Reader, Damian Wayne/Reader, Robin/Reader, Batboys/Reader, Batboy/Reader, Tim Drake/Reader, Red Robin/Reader, Batfam/reader, Batfamily/Reader, Roy Harper/Reader, Arsenal/Reader, Wally West/Reader, Kid Flash/Reader

Additional Tags: Violence, Implied Sexual Content, Explicit Language, Mild Language

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