#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

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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.

[gothamitee]

What will you be tonight? That’s the question

[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

[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 🥰

[arunneronthird]

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

[connorsui]

"Girls like it when men ignore em"

LIEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSS

I WANT THAT MAN OBSESSED WITH ME

I WANT HIM THINKING ABOUT ME LIKE A PRAYER, EVERY BREATH, EVERY MOVE, EVERY CHOICE HE MAKES ANCHORED TO ME. I WANT HIM LOSING SLEEP BECAUSE THE IDEA OF ME IS TOO LOUD IN HIS HEAD TO LET HIM REST. I WANT HIM TO LOOK AT ME LIKE I’M THE ONLY THING THAT MATTERS—LIKE THE WORLD COULD BURN TO ASHES AROUND US AND HE WOULDN’T CARE AS LONG AS I’M STILL STANDING THERE.

I WANT HIM TO SPEAK MY NAME LIKE IT’S SACRED, TO LOOK AT ME LIKE I HOLD THE UNIVERSE IN MY HANDS. TO BE HAUNTED BY THE SOUND OF MY LAUGH, THE TRACE OF MY SCENT ON HIS SKIN, THE MEMORY OF MY TOUCH. I WANT HIS OBSESSION TO BORDER ON MADNESS, TO FEEL ME IN EVERY PART OF HIM LIKE A HUNGER HE CAN’T EVER SATISFY.

I WANT TO BE HIS FIRST THOUGHT

[spocks-husband]

In Bruce's phone, he keeps the contact photos for all his kids as their baby pictures (or the closest approximation that he has).

Dick's is a photo of him when he'd first designed his Robin costumes, smiling ear to ear as he proudly showed off his first hand-sewn prototype.

Jason's is a picture Alfred got of the boy sitting on Bruce's shoulders while they went over a case.

Tim is him fast asleep in the middle of taking notes on his first real mission (he wanted to impress Bruce really bad).

Damian is a polaroid he got from Talia of him when he was about a year old, teething on a mango seed as he sat on the floor of his mother's room.

Cass is entirely blacked out except for her big bright eyes that can be seen in the darkness-- Bruce thinks it's the cutest photo ever.

Even Babs has hers set to a photo of her with her first computer, grinning happy as she probably hacked into a federal database somewhere. He got that photo from Jim.

Likewise, of course, Alfred's (very bareboned) smartphone that he barely uses has Bruce's contact set with a photo of him playing in the snow as a little boy.

[varpusvaras]

Jason and Damian meet in the LoA AU where Damian vehemently insists that Jason is his only real brother since they have the same mother and father. The others try to tell him that Jason is also adopted, but Damian will just stare at them like they are stupid and go "is Father not his Father in the eyes of the law?"

"Well, yeah, but-"

"Does Mother not call him as her son?"

"I mean she does-"

"Are they not my Mother and Father as well?"

"Yes?"

"The matter has been concluded, then, Richard."

"What about me? Bruce is also my dad on paper?"

"You get half of the acknownledgement, of course, as you have been getting so far."

"What about Tim, then?"

"I don't see how he is relevant to this conversation."

"I'm just curious where he lands on the brother percentage scale."

"Nowhere. Timothy is a neighbour. Though I shall offer him hospitality while he is under our roof."

"You tripped him on the patrol last night."

"Does the alleyway look like our house to you?"

[redsray]

the funniest part of any Robin meeting the JL is that every Robin is so distinctly different from the previous one in terms of personality and vibes that the league literally gets backlash. and like, I don't blame them. not to mention that they are non-meta children that dress as a traffic light and fight crime alongside batman in gotham on a nightly basis. i'd also be a bit concerned. Batman, literally The Night of Gotham personified in the League's eyes, coming into a JL meeting: This is Robin, my crime-fighting partner. 11-year-old Dick Grayson, dressed in the brightest primary colours possible, vaguely hidden murder behind those eyes, never stops moving even for a moment: Hi! Superman: That's a child. That's-- Bats that is a child. You let a child--? Batman, deadpan: You try to stop him. Would you rather he try and murder a grown man with a wire?

Batman: This is Robin. 12-year-old Jason Todd, with the biggest grin on his face, about 3 books in his hand, stars in his eyes and a distinct street-kid drawl: Hey!!! Green Lantern: That's ... that's a different child. What?? Jason: I stole his tires :) Batman: Tried to. Jason, stage whispering to the League: basically did. Green Lantern: that is a different kid, right?? I'm not seeing shit??

Batman: This is Robin. 14-year-old Tim Drake, bo staff clutched in his hand, a wary and tired expression on his face, more on the quiet side, the literal walking definition of don't judge a book by it's cover: hello Flash: Where do you even find these-- Tim: I found myself.

Batman: This is Robin. 17-year-old Stephanie Brown, literally blonde, with a shit-eating grin, eyes full of nothing but mischief and the most explosive personality you've ever seen: hiya!! Superman: I give up. Stephanie: I know, I have that amazing effect on people.

Batman: This is Robin. 13-year-old Damian Wayne, a literal wet cat that will hiss at you, has a sword, the most judgemental stare you'll get from a teenager, ready to jump anyone there: Green Lantern: WHY DOES HE HAVE A SWORD?! Batman: ... he came with the sword.

[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.

[singswan-springswan]

In a happy world where Jason is legally resurrected and gets to go to college like he's always dreamed of

[ashoss]

needed to draw kori and this is what came from it

[dragonpyre]

Goonion rule #14. If given the chance; always fuck with Batman

[arguablysomaya]

oh thank god bro i thought jason was allergic to serving cunt