#jason todd × you

[daellauchiha]

Bathtub

Jason Todd × reader

Warning: +18

Summary: You've been in the bathtub for too long and Jason comes to get you.

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- Are you never going to get out of this bathtub?

- It's warm. - You say to Jason from where you are.

He smiles and starts to take off your shirt, showing that piece of skin that left you mesmerized.

You sigh.

He gets into the bathtub after finishing taking off all your clothes, causing water to spill thanks to his enormous size.

Jason had a hungry look in his eyes, as if he was ready to attack his prey.

In this case, you.

You let out a sigh thanks to him.

Jason kneels in the bathtub where you were sitting, leaning his chest against yours

And making you sigh with desire.

He was so close, his face was a small distance from yours.

It's tempting to kiss those kissable lips of his.

He murmurs a "hmmm" before leaning your mouth against his and kissing you.

You move your hand to his neck, and he moves his hand to your thigh, squeezing it there and making you gasp.

- Jason. - you moan into the kiss when he touches the tip of his cock to your entrance.

He lets out a hiss at the feeling of pleasure, stops kissing you and looks into your eyes with rapid breathing, then goes down and kisses your neck right on your sweet spot.

You roll your eyes, moaning his name.

Jason stops abruptly when he can't continue in the small space of the bathtub.

- Hold my neck and grab your legs around me. - He ordered and you obey without even asking.

Jason picks you up and stands up with you in his arms, as if you weighed nothing.

- Let's go to bed.

You laugh, at what awaits you.

[melloollem]

Casual|| Jason Todd × Male reader

Summary: Jason doesn't know if you were dating, but if you were, you weren't being loyal Warning: Sexual implications, fighting, bad language, Story inspired by Casual- Doja Cat

(Dc masterlist)

Jason and you were fucking, he knew that, but dating? He wasn't entirely sure. You treated each other like a boyfriend whenever you were together, but then you'd disappear from each other's lives for weeks at a time, without much explanation, and Jason couldn't tell if you'd been with other people in the meantime.

"Hey, what's up, huh?" Your voice brought Jason back to the moment, you were standing up, putting on your shirt to leave right after one of your many fucks. "Jay, I'm talking to you" He had probably taken too long to answer, since you were looking at him strangely and worriedly.

"Nothing" a quick reply as he looked away "Don't lie, I got it-" your speech was interrupted by the sound of a message, you quickly groped for your cell phone, the man lying on the bed looked at you again after a few minutes of silence, he watched you smile at the messages the same smile you gave him, shit, you were talking to someone else in front of him?

Things made more sense now, you wanted to leave because you were already preparing for the next fuck with another guy "Stupid" was all Jason said, making you look at him without understanding, you didn't have to say anything for Jason to understand that you wanted explanations

"If you want to lie with him, why don't you just stay with him?" Anger overflowed his speech, shit, this conversation became very humiliating while he was being covered by just a sheet in his bed right after you had sex "I'm sorry, what?" Jason let out a frustrated grunt at your confusion.

"Why are you talking to someone else in front of me?" His voice didn't sound angry, but confused and a little frustrated. "Sorry Jay, you forgot to tell me we're dating" You sounded a bit sarcastic, but you also gestured with your hands, something you only did when you were nervous.

"I didn't say that, I just want to know if this is casual or are you with me?" You looked at Jason in disbelief. "Does it matter?" He couldn't believe you, he got out of bed looking for his clothes, he couldn't be here for another second.

Your gaze followed Jason as he put on his clothes past you "Jason, I just want to understand why this has become relevant now" He didn't look back at you as he continued to button his pants "Forget it" He was about to put on his blouse when your hands stopped him.

"Listen to me, okay? I just didn't know you wanted a serious relationship Jay, I've seen you kick every person who tried to have a relationship with you, I'm surprised you want me, that's all" You looked calm and had that smile that Jason liked to believe was for him.

"You don't have to do this just for-" You silenced him with a kiss, a quiet kiss, one he wasn't used to from you, you pulled apart out of breath "You can't fuck anyone else" He said really seriously, as if it were a warning. "You're right, then I guess I'd better fuck my boyfriend, huh?" You said, pulling Jason's waist close, God, that man loved you.

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This is a bit of an old story so the writing is a bit different.

[skecherss]

@batbirdies honestly this SOUNDS like something your Jason would say

[dragonpyre]

Au where Jason is under the impression Talia told Bruce Jason was alive and just moves back to Gotham to get back to the life he missed. GED, college, part time job, etc. Runs into one of the bats at a coffee shop one day and is confused why they just fainted

[gothamitee]

What will you be tonight? That’s the question

[prlssprfctn]

Batsiblings convince Jason to get himself a cooking Tiktok account, and he gives in. To his surprise, he quickly gains millions of followers and a loyal auditory. The only problem? Jason has no idea that these people came here not necessary for recipes.

Jason: Geez, my followers had been pissing me off lately.

Dick, confused: Huh? Why?

Jason: They keep commenting ATE. Like, dude? Fucking where? I am not eating in my cooking videos. What is the fucking point?

Tim, choking: Oh my fucking God-

Jason, making an angry text post for his followers: YOU ALL. STOP COMMENTING "RAW". MY MEAT IS NOT RAW. I AM A PROPER COOK. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU???

Cassandra: Maybe it is time to tell him...

Tim, Steph, Duke, in unison: NO

Bruce, awkwardly trying to have a conversation with Jason: Hey, lad, how is your cooking blog is going?

Jason: Uh, people keep commenting cryptid messages. Like, the last time I was showing the right way to tenderise meat for chops because apparently it wasn't clear and someone requested the whole video? Anyway, I did it, and the whole comment section was writing me "in bed, on the floor, on the couch, on a chair, against the wall, against the window, against the door"... Like, why would I do that, not in the kitchen?

Bruce, no less clueless: Maybe it some kind of challenge. Kids love trying new stuff in extreme places nowadays.

Jason: Huh. Maybe. Thanks.

Bruce, just proud to have a proper conversation and somehow a help: Anytime, Jaylad!

Damian, who was unblissfully educated on the slang matter by Tim (because it was his responsibility as a big brother to traumatise him), with his eye twitching: ...None of these words were in Quran

[dilucs-kitty]

Batfamily reunion, kinda ?

Not my idea: https://x.com/tocartss/status/1897135638438404416?s=46&t=zkCvxQnVoZvDMu4v7483qg

[thebat-musicman]

jason keeps getting banned from twitter because he runs an anti jason todd account and as far as anyone else knows, jason todd is a poor little dead 15 year old.

in unrelated news, tim keeps reporting a heartless individual who makes fun of his dead brother.

[fanaticalthings]

Bruce Wayne except he texts like an ominous boomer

wdym you can't tell if he's threatening them?

Based on this post by @mysterycitrus :)

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Bonus:

Happy birthday, Tim 🥰

[daellauchiha]

Memories of the night

Jason Todd × reader

Warning: +18, Mention of sex

Summary: You remembering last night

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You were lying on Jason's bed, in Jason's apartment and in Jason's city.

He was next to you, reading Jane Austen.

For the 10th time this year, probably.

He was focused. And it felt good when he did that, and how he did.

You lick your lips, thinking about last night, how he sucked you off and then fucked you until your legs went weak.

Damn hot nerd who fucks well.

Putting your cell phone and thoughts aside, you stand up and take the books from his hand. Making Jason raise his eyebrow in question.

Putting the book on the table next to you and crossing your leg so that it was on top of Jason's muscular thighs.

He smiles, when he realizes your intentions and licks his lips, looking at your mouth, putting his hand on your waist and the other on the back of your neck, grabbing your hair. You put your hands on his shoulders.

- You know... I was remembering some things. - you say, sliding on his lap, making you feel his hard cock.

Jason sighs, closes his eyes a little and lets out a 'hmmm'.

- What things? Maybe you could jog my memory.

- I certainly can. - You say and kiss his mouth.

Jason runs his hand down your back, squeezing it there so that you are closer to him. With his other hand, he pulls your hair while kissing you.

[melloollem]

"I thought I'd be the last person you'd ever let him hurt."|| Jason Todd × No reader gender

Summary:Jason's death meant nothing, your death meant nothing. He had lost so much and for no reason.

Warnings:Anguish, This is a lamentation.

(DC masterlist)

Perhaps some part of Jason's still childish mind believed in the possibility of you still being alive, even after that.

When Jason's eyes closed as he was about to meet his end, your hysterical figure still staring at him, when he came back to life and discovered that your body was never found in the wreckage of that warehouse, it was as if a flame of hope was still in him, a reason to try.

Now he felt sick. You didn't die that night, when the Joker ran off leaving Jason to die, he dragged you with him. No matter how much resistance and fear you showed, in that warehouse there was only you, the Joker and Jason's lifeless body.

You survived months after Jason's death, living in the same hideout as the Joker hid from Batman. He didn't want to kill you, Joker didn't want anything to do with you, you were just the bait he used to attract Robin, now he was just bored with your presence. He tried to plan something to involve you, but nothing seemed so great after Robin's death, nothing could affect Batman so much.

He didn't perform a great deed or a great torture, he just shot you, just as he had done to thousands of other people. That meant nothing to him. Maybe you would have survived if Batman had found you first, but he didn't.

Now Jason had to live with it, knowing that you had died for this foolish reason and unlike him you didn't have a big raise, there was no reason for them to revive you with the Lazarus Pit. To them your life was as insignificant as your death.

He often wondered if that was all you had been to Batman. If Jason was your greatest failure, what were you? One more person the Joker killed? Just that? As if there had never been a life there? As if you weren't a person? A person that Jason loved? Jason thought he'd be the last person Batman would let the Joker kill, but no, then there was you and thousands of others.

He couldn't deal with it, he couldn't accept it. His death had no impact, his death didn't stop you from dying, even after that the Joker walked free, even after that he killed you, even after that he was still alive. As if Jason's death meant nothing, as if your life meant nothing. He had lost so much and for no reason. Not for a great purpose, not for a new beginning, you meant nothing and they had to pay for it.

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This was inspired by a heardcannon from @brucewaynehater101 , not much to do with what was said, but I thought it was important to highlight the inspiration.

[ashenquill]

[Tim and Jason watching Dick as he fakes his death for a mission]

Tim: Man, he really is peak pretty boy

Jason: Right? Like, stop serving while you’re dying. It’s disrespectful.

Tim: For real, like, at least YOU had your priorities straight.

Jason: Exactly, I—

Jason:

Jason: Now hold up just a second—

Tim: I mean, you looked like shit when you died

Jason: THE FUCK, TIM????

[arunneronthird]

he will use every chance he gets to be a drama queen and if he doesnt have one he will create one

[dickgraysonmybeloved]

Bruce, High on pain killers: I hate to tell you this, but one of you is adopted

The Batfam: …

Dick: .. only one?

[frownyalfred]

actually the idea that Dick, the eldest, the only one who ever wore the cowl long term, the only one who raised a Robin on his own, is also the only one who can successfully, perfectly replicate that barked ROBIN! in Bruce's voice? the only one who can pull that exact tone from the depths of his soul, to the point where his voice is identical, so identical that old Robins like Jason are obeying before their minds even realize their bodies are moving? that Dick is the only one, has always been the only one, who can channel Bruce's voice? can channel Batman himself? I am going feral

[prlssprfctn]

Imagine in the beginning, before Red Hood's goons figure out that he is a baby, they think he is a single dad of a bunch of kids, instead. And it is not like they are wrong, since he does parent all kids of Crime Alley, but they mean not them. They mean Bats, instead.

No one is sure how old Red Hood is. But they saw a single white streak of the hair once, so he is... old, right? And these Batkids, they always hang around him, whining and asking for something - surely, it is his kids? Right? That gotta be it.

Red Hood: Now, back to- Sorry, I need to take a call. Goons: Sure, sir. Red Hood: What... Oh my god, Red. What do you mean, you don't know how to wash the carpet without- Spoiled brat. Okay, listen to me, you first need to get a really hot water... Goons: That's definitely his son being in troubles.

(It was Tim, who accidentally ruined Alfred's favourite carpet. He was in big troubles that day.)

Robin, appearing on the doorstep of Red Hood's den: Scram. I am here to see Hood. Goons, staring at little Damian: Hm-m. Red Hood, pushing them away: Bad day? (Damian wordlessly raising his arms to be picked up by Jason) Okay. It is fine. Goons: Hm-m-M.

Nightwing, whining: You are so boring. Why don't you want to play Twister with us this Sunday? Red Hood, rolling his eyes: Shut up. Goons, overhearing the conversation: Kids, am I right? Red Hood: Huh?

Goons, watching Batman and Red Hood shouting on each other on the rooftop: Hey, do we think Batman is also his kid?.. Goons: (thoughtful pause) Red Hood, completely pissed off by his dad in the meanwhile: I am TIRED of you. Go back to your stupid ass CAVE and think about your behaviour. I don't want to see you AGAIN. Batman: But- Red Hood: OUT OF MY TURF. NOW!!! Goons, staring at Batman, who walks away sulkily: ...HM-M.

Red Hood, staring at the "Best Dad" merch, given him by his goons on his birthday: I am confused. Do they mean kids from Alley, or they view themselves as my kids... What does it mean? Uh. Whatever. It is kinda sweet. Red Hood, on the next day: Thanks, guys. Very thoughtful of you! Goons, high-fiving each other: Sure, boss!