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Jealous Jason Todd Headcanon

~loooong requested hope you enjoy some brotherly competition~

- jason had no idea he wanted you until dick called "dibs" the first night he met jason's mysterious "friend" and newest bat-recruit

- at first, jason didn't care. like at all. but that never stopped him from being an asshole

- "my brother y/n really? what's there to like? i didn't see you as a musical theatre and dad-joke enjoyer" he'd scoff anytime dick tried to make a move

- that didn't stop richard fucking grayson.

- "hey! y/n! fancy seeing you here!" .. "it's the batcave dick i work here" .. "oh, well are you working all night? maybe we can grab some big belly burger after?" .. "we have patrol together you dork"

- honestly, it was endearing being adored, worshipped even. from handwritten poems, to a little mini batarang necklace, and all the weapons your heart could desire

- and for all his dork-tendencies, dick knew a thing or too about hand placement...

- "put me down richard" .. "you literally fell into my arms" .. "i would've landed on my feet" .. "sure princess, but aren't my arms a little better?" he'd tease, sweeping you bridal style out the back door of the gala you two had just rescued

- it was somewhere in between the gift giving, rooftop dates, and stolen glances that jason realized he might want -slightly, just a tiny bit- more.

- okay; he wanted you all to himself.

- but he's always been shit at explaining it

- where dick was obvious and flirtatious, jason started subtle: always inching closer to you, keeping a longing gaze set on your every move-even if it meant tripping himself up in battles- you noticed he would sooner get shot than let you catch a scrape

- and just like dick's coddling, it got annoying

- "jace i've been on the team for months, i think i can watch out for myself" .. "i know, i protect the people i care about" his response was almost a whisper, and before you could pry further, he disappeared, replaced with a familiar cheesy grin "hi y/n! wanna catch a movie tonight?" .. "uh, one sec dick! i need to check on jace"

- but jason was never anywhere to be found. every time he let you in, he disappeared just as quick.

- when you started toying with new weaponry jason was there, you still got butterflies remembering the way he pressed himself against you while fixing your form, his calloused fingertips lighting fires as he subtly adjusted your grip on your gun

- "jay is this right?" .. "mhm your grip is perfect, but the recoil will get you, slide your leg backwards to brace for the impact of firing" .. the minute his hand touched your thigh a shiver ran across your body, against your shaking will .. "oh, sorry i didn't mean to-" .. you cut him off "no it's good, you're good" but before you could turn around to unpack the cloud of tension in the room, jason cleared his throat and gruffly said "fire" ruining any chance of an emotional conversation. three perfect shots to the targets, and with a satisfying nod he was gone once again

- so when dick asked you out on a real date, to a restaurant whose menu alone gave you anxiety at the thought of ordering, you realized you had to give jason the ultimatum

- but for once in his (second) life, jason was way ahead of you.

- "you said yes to dick?" jason was sitting at your desk when you entered your own room, overly dramatic but it was jason todd after all.

- "do i have a reason to say no?"

- "you hate fancy restaurants. you need like a week to plan what you'll order otherwise you'll just be stressed the whole time"

- you rolled your eyes, but jason wasn't finished: "and you hate movies, sitting in one place watching a film you probably haven't heard of, pretending to enjoy the nuance"

- he wasn't wrong. "whatever jace, that doesn't-" .. "i can tell you what's gonna happen. he'll order a wine too sweet for your taste, and talk to the waiter enough to make you want to crawl under the table. then after a perfectly lovely dinner he'll take you to a rooftop to 'show you the sights' and you'll have your first kiss. but you hate the city skyline, it reminds you you're far from home. you like the sound of the ocean and the rusting of the forest. you like something real."

- your heart was in your throat. but you needed something more: "say it jason. don't tell me the future with dick. fucking say it."

- jason stood up, closing the distance between you, eyes now desperate and wild: "say what? that i've loved you since the minute i lost you? that i feel like ive known you forever? that i don't need to learn to love you like he does, i was built for it? that i feel like i was made for you? how do i put it in a few useless words"

- "you just did jay." you whispered, letting him lock his lips in yours with a smile.

- "please go break richard's fucking heart and come home to me." he grumbled, to which you agreed, letting dick down softly and promising to set him up with one of your friends in return for his kindness- a deal which he wouldn't let you forget

- years later, it was more of a household joke, dick claiming he was the catalyst to your and jason's lovestory. to which jason wholly despised, but you never minded giving dick a little credit

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Your first night with BNHA guys

I can’t keep these things inside me and I have to share them with the world.

Please, welcome some headcanons (am I using this word right?) of how your first night would go with BNHA guys who are not so easy to deal with. 

Plot: You have no expirience in intimicy but, having met your faited one, you now know what it is to be horny af. So you ask for some help.

Chisaki Kai

Mysophobia is a problem you can’t ignore and never did.

You might be unexpirienced kid in this stuff but that fever you feel every time Chisaki takes off his mask or gloves (only to change them for the other pair) - that fever you feel makes you swallow your saliva helplessly.

So you start to take little steps in Chisaki’s comfort zone, making him look at you more attentively and understand what you’re up to.

Finally, he lets you touch his body (just for him to get used to it). He calmly sits on the bed while you stand in front of him. You are nervous and blush. He takes his mask off and closes his eyes for not making you even more nervous. You take your time watching his body close: his eylids, his lips, his chin, his neck, his chest mustle which even black shirt couldn’t hide.

You are about to reach your hand to touch his cheek when you notice that the man has clenched his fists. So he is enduring it, huh? That’s when you stop and fall on the bed right next to Chisaki without touching him in any way. He looks at you quiet suprised and you refuse to look at him, feeling embarrassed, frustrated but helplessly in love with the man.

He’ll never tell you but at that moment when all he could see was tips of your ears getting red he felt an urge to touch and being touched by someone for the first time of his life.

You won’t stop trying. So Chisaki is quite amused finding you on the bed half-naked and with your hands tied up. You explain that it's all up to the man and you tied your arms up so you wouldn’t be able to touch him even accidentally, you let him touch your body so he could get used to you.

Chisaki willingly gives it a try. He touches your bare torso first with his gloves still on. That’s when you lose your breath and bury your red face in arm bend.

Chisaki touches your body with his fingertips, going higher to your chest and neck, slowly, getting used to the feeling of touching someone’s skin, feeling its warmth and scent.

Having noticed your heavy breathing, Chisaki asks you if you’re feeling o'kay and after a short silence, still hiding your face, not sure whether you should say it, you'd answer, “the man I want is touching me, I can’t help but feeling happy”

And then

He takes your hands away and shuts all complaints by a kiss. His instincts don’t allow him to think or feel disgusted: you’re under him and he can feel that bitter taste of desire you have towards him, he could see it deep in your darkened eyes;

Still with your arms tied up, you response to man's kisses with greed. Everything you wanted is given to you and you accept it all with gratitude.

On the morning there’re no hugs or good morning kisses. Yet Chisaki musingly plays with the tips of your hair and for that moment you couldn’t ask for more or feel even happier.

Hawks

Hawks is a mess, honestly, you can never tell what he’s thinking.

Oh, those wings, oh, those feathers, oh, that smile.

That smile seriously starts to get on your nerves: the love of your life teases you heartlessly for God knows why.

Shouldn’t be #2 Pro Hero be more tolerate towards his sagnificant one? Nah, not about Hawks.

You could never figure out what the man was up to but who said you wanted to?

So when the damn bird corners you in the kitchen, whispering in your ear sweet stuff just to tease you again you decide you’ve had enough. You kiss him and don’t let him pull away as he usually would do. You start feeling hot as he lets your tongue inside his mouth.

Due to inexperience you pushed too much so very soon the hero loses balance and falls on the butt with you on top of him. His wings spread wide and the wind they made makes you open your eyes and break the kiss.

You feel satisfied. You weren’t good kisser, you could tell, but for a moment it feels like Hawks wasn’t the head of the game.

Yet what you see then make you feel confused a bit. Hawks covers the half of his face with his hand, and his left wing’s covering his head and face with tips of its longest feathers as if protecting him. 

You get worried that you might’ve crossed some line, it was unpleasant after all, so you start to nervously shake your hands, mumbling apologies and excuses.

“Ooh?” You hear Hawks’s low voice and look at him, noticing very dangerous light in his eyes. “The truth is I was afraid you’re too good for me and didn’t want to scare you away being pushy but you got some interesting side of your character as well, didn’t you? Well? You’re not going to step back now, are you?”

The smirk on Hawks’ face which doesn’t suit a hero makes you swallow your saliva. Not saying a word, still sitting on the man’s lap, you place your hand on his chest and look straight in his eyes, making him understand that is what you want yourself.

Hawks’s a smart and somewhat mischievous guy. He doesn’t ask you twice, making sure you’re really ready. Hawks is a bird of prey after all.

You nearly suffocate with admiration when Hawks’s wings spread wide when their master’s on top you with these darkened eyes of his, focused on your face as you’re getting what you’d asked for. 

Lying next to him afterwards you hide your face, burning with embarassment, as Hawks teases you of how bold you were, attacking him and pushing him on the floor. 

You can hardly hear him as you’re remembering the last night: all those expressions you saw on Hawks’ face you’ve never seen before, his moans, his darkened eyes...

Hawks starts to poke you as he doesn’t get the desired - usual - reaction from you and it’s his way to check up on you.

You stare at him for a moment and he smiles innocently at you. “Angel in disguise” is what you think before covering yourself fully in the blanket.

That makes Hawks burst out laughing with tears in the corner of his eyes, feeling at ease that you’re o’kay and have accepted him whole.

Twice

The man's split personality (?) was too much for your heart: at one moment he'd press you against the wall with violent kiss, at the other he'd be already 10 steps away from you, crying, explaining himself, begging for your forgiveness and escaping way too fast, not letting you say anything and acting all innocent afterwards until the next sneaky attack.

Twice thinks too high of me, you say to yourself, already irritated by - ahem - well, you can’t be mad because of the absence of something you never experienced in the first place, right?

Anyway you came up with a plan.

You know you can’t handle the "tough guy" until Twice himself isn’t willing to do anything

On the Friday night when you both’re having fun, watching some crazy TV-show. I mean, Twice's having fun, all you can think about is how fluffy his hair is, how his stubble would feel like when he’d be kissing your neck, how he’d look like when he-

Twice bursts out laughting as players on TV-show did something apparently funny and turns his head to you.

You planned to attack him like his "tough guy" did with you but couldn’t bring yourself to ruin the fun Twice had at that moment.

Feeling bad, you wish the man good night and go to bed.

After some time, unsuccessfully trying to fall asleep, you feel that something’s crawling its way in your bed.

You were about to pull away your blanket when Twice grabs your arms and pulls them away, kissing you roughly. His arms sneek between your legs under the blanket, making you gasp.

That’s what you craved and yet something is missing. “Jin...” Your hot whisper's enough for the man to gain his consciousness and starts pulling himself away only for you catch his arm, making him to stay.

Still feeling insecure, Jin watches you take his position

Getting on top of the man, you decide it’s your turn to make him feel wanted so you cover his face with gentle kisses

Jin, with his eyes wide open, doesn’t dare to breath until you reassure him you're okay and he didn’t scare you. He takes a deep breath, lying on his back, letting you caress his body and kiss him. It doesn’t last long though.

You’re surprised when the man gently takes your arm and places a kiss on your palm. Then he looks straight in your eyes, pulls your face closer and kisses you, more passionate that his “tough side” ever did. At instant your head gets dizzy and, though still being on top, your whole body is in control of the man under you.

On the next day Jin’s shy as ever. “You’re not hurt, are you? You’re o’kay?You’re in pain! It must’ve been painful as hell!”

You can’t help but chuckle and that makes the man smile too, shortly, awkwardly but sincere.

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Knowing Charles’ family background, you couldn’t blame him for taking a break, leaving the big city and living on the coutnryside for a while just for him to get all of his thoughts in order. Suprisingly, simply watching you every day was enough to calm his mind. He meant no harm to you, he never enen intended to meet up with you or being introduced to you. Just watching you from distance was enough for Charles, he couldn’t ask for more. You were funny, radiant and, oh, so lovely. Charles couldn’t remember the day when all his troubles with his family, friends, the whole world didn’t matter to him anymore. All that mattered was you, what you were doing. You were the center of his world now.

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*some fellow passing by Jaskier in a pub*: Heard that princess got engaged recently. Lucky guy.
Jaskier: *was in the middle of chatting with Geralt but stops and can’t bring himself to continue his joyful speech*

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You: *going away from him* Stop talking nonsense! There is no ‘us’! And never will be. Jaskier: *following you and stopping at your words* Just because I’m a human? You: *feeling exhausted, stop and exhale annoyingly for the bard not understanding such simple things and keep forcing his love to you* Exactly because you’re a human. Jaskier: Well, that’s not fair. You: *getting even more annoyed but this time because you hate how desperate and hurt Jaskier sounds when the only thing you want for this man is to have long and peaceful life* Tell me about it.

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Jaskier: *playing his lute, singing and winking at you*
 Maidens ahead of you: *watching Jaskier, thinking he winked at one of them, giggle* 
You: *sigh tiredly as you think he simply flirts with you but all these glances from noble ladies because of his signs of affection towards you annoy you a bit*

after the ball

Jaskier: *catching up with you as you didn’t wait for him* Did you like my singing?
 You: Ah, yes, it was… nice *keep going to where you stayed with Geralt and Jaskier in this town*
 Jaskier: *taking your hand, surprising you and making you stop* Your opinion is really important to me. 
You: Jaskier *holding a nervous laughter* It’s a mere flirt, right?
 Jaskier: *stepping closer to you, his eyes don’t seem to you as bright as they usually are* What if it is not?

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There’re actually previous parts bu~ut I really need to publish it and put this plot to an end. Thanks to everyone who enjoyed it ;)

You: *don't understand why any Barry needs to come to your Earth and don't have a desire to figire it out as after leaving Earth-1!Barry you remember how it was like when Justice League told you the Flash died* Barry: *smiles at you happily as if he's been looking for you forever and now finally finding you doesn't know what to do* You: Barry? How can I help you? Barry: Oooh, I thought you wouldn't be so cold with your future husband. You: *didn't have time to recover from your travelling and can't think quickly* What? Barry: *steps closer* It's me, Y/N. Your Barry. It's me. I'm here. I'm back for you. You: *start to recognise what's happening* No... You-you're dead. It cannot be you. Whatever Earth you're from you got to stop this. Barry: *laughs at you shortly and kindly and pulls you closer to him* I love you, Y/N. I was so sorry I never said it to you properly. And when I came back I found out that you were gone. I didn't know what to do. Is this how you felt when I left? You and I, we are meant to be after all.

the end

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Barry: *cries* I can't. Why does she have to go through all of this? Alone? For what? For some dead man who will not- *swallowas as he understands what bullshit he's saying* I just... I can't let her go. I can't. Not after all of this what she's done for us. For the Flash. For me. Why can't she just... Just love me?

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Jaskier: *singing but once he notices you leaving a pub stops it and rushes after you* Woah! I-it’s you. Really you. You: *being deliberately suave* Nice to see you’re doing well, Jaskier. If you’re here it means that the White Wolf is somewhere near, too? So Yen is, I suppose. Jaskier: Will it always be about them? You: Why, it’s also about princess Cirilla. Jaskier: *feeling unfair for you only caring about them* Will it ever be about me? You: You don’t want it to be about you, bard, trust me. *giving the man a sincere smile this time* Jaskier: If it’s the only way to be with you... I’m ready. You: *looking into bard’s eyes, probable the first time when you see Jaskier as serious and almost desperate as he is now in front of you and understanding that it's starting to be hard for you to get separated with him* 

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You: *screaming inside for having let these words of confession slip off your tongue and turning your back to Jaskier ready to go to the other side of the world to save your heart from being regected* You didn’t hear anything!

Jaskier: *being shocked as you, the reason he hasn’t been able to write a single poetic line since he met you, confessed you loved him but waking up once you’re going away from him*  What- Wait! Stop, no. *standing up from the spot he was sitting, letting his notebook fall and nearly falling himself* Wait, just a moment... Y-You did say it though. *trying to act cool but feeling really scared that you might not really mean it*

You: *stoping your step but still not facing Jaskier and not knowing what to say to him*

Jaskier: D-did you - uh - mean all those words? *still staying awkwardly, barely breathing* There’s huge hope in my heart that you did because if you didn’t I just might die of a broken heart.

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You: ... but I’m not sure if it’s a good idea to tell him. I’m not that type of ladies he’s usually after. Jaskier: *listens to you suprisingly quietly and thoughtfully and finally his eyes meet yours* Well, who knows? If he’s not an idiot - as I assume he is for not giving a proper record for such lovely human being - he won’t ever let you go once you trust him your heart. I wouldn’t.

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Jaskier: *hasn’t yet met up with you, with lungs full of air, ready to scream* And like the sun rises up every day my love will!..

Geralt: *sees you coming from far distance with his Witcher vision and grabs Jaskier without letting him finish his line*

Jaskier: Geralt. What-are-you-doing. Oh. *turns to face the Witcher* Have you found her? The love of my life? The most beautiful and adorable maiden the world has ever welcomed? Isn’t she everything a man could ever desire? Oh, but don’t you dare to impress her will all your musles and heroism... I wouldn’t stand a chance against you, you know, and she... she is everything I’ve ever wanted.

Geralt: *has no idea why he helps Jaskier not to be an idiot in front of you and finds himself in quite problematic situation of finding cure for Jaskier and keeping him away from you* ...Fuck. 

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Jaskier: *sees you and Geralt talking lively from distance, how sparkling your eyes are when you look at Geralt, and pursing his lips, deciding not to even try to compete with Geralt* Oh, right. *yet feeling bitter and frustrated*

meanwhile between you and Geralt

You: He is so lovely. Too bad he’s like this with every maiden. Ah,I wish I could be the only one in his heart. Geralt: *tired of both of you*

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Jaskier: *shaking his head briefly as he struggles to figure out why he feels so helpless when you’re around* Nah, it must be something about her, you know. I am the Jaskier, professional story teller. To talk is my profession. But once she comes in my sight I just... shut up.

Geralt: *wasn’t really listening to Jaskier but gets interested in keeping you in his party if it makes the bard quite* Hm.

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You: *trying to catch your breath right after killing a monster, feeling quite refreshed* Well, it took us more time than we thought but we did it, right? *looking at Jaskier and smilling at him* Well done, bard.

Jaskier: *smiles back awkwardly* Ye~eah, thank you. *tries to hide how stiff his whole body is after fighting the monster and how scared he was, holding on a hope that he became closer to you and that one day you call him by his name*

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Jaskier: *clenching his teeth so hard the vein in his neck starts popping out when he hears your kidnappers swear at you and hit you for talking back at them, boiling with anger but keeping his mouth shut so that he won’t make the situation worse for you*