A/N: Reblogs and Comments appreciated. Reposted from my old account + some changes (@/luviery), maybe OOC
Girl Dad!Jason who shed tears of joy when he first held his newborn, her tiny palm curling onto his finger. She had been crying incessantly, only ceasing after feeling her father’s touch. His heart filled with so much love at the tiny human gleaming in his arms.
Someone who was so small held a monumental amount of trust in those sparkling blue eyes.
Girl Dad! Jason who reads your daughter books everyday - inculcating from the very start, the importance of education (after all he was an A+ student). She would also have an extensive vocabulary for her age.
Girl Dad!Jason who makes curated bento boxes for his daughter (and for you) filled with adequate nutrition and a little bit of junk that kids could have at that age. He makes sure to always stick a tiny note on top that has something funny written on it.
Girl Dad!Jason who teaches his daughter martial arts. Your daughter would be the kid who could lift weights pretty early on.
Girl Dad!Jason who’d let his daughter color his tattoos. Jason would also get a tattoo dedicated to her (and probably has one for you already).
Girl Dad!Jason who let his daughter to practice makeup on him. Wild pink eyeshadow, dark red lipstick outlining his lips, blush strayed across his cheeks like two pink cotton candy, all accompanied with a smile that reached his eyes.
Girl Dad! Jason who is in a skin-tight black T-shirt that stretches across his beefy biceps and taut muscles, accompanied by a black net tutu and sweatpants. Your daughter’s school had organized a mother–daughter dance segment as part of the ballet recital. Unfortunately, you had a last-minute emergency that caused you to back out.
Fret not! Girl Dad! Jason saved the day, wearing a tutu on stage, alongside the other mothers. Not only did he know what to do, he knew the entire routine as if he had been practicing with his daughter everyday. Videos of the dance quickly go viral, even earning an article from Gotham Gazette.
Girl Dad! Jason who writes a journal dedicated to his daughter. Every milestone and every age is documented as she grows up. Jason Todd aims to be the best father he can possible be for his daughter.
Girl Dad! Jason who catalogues every important moment of your daughter's life. There are not many pictures of him to look back on and he wants to change that for his daughter. So, you will see a lot of polaroids, framed photos and numerous photo albums scattered around your home.
Taglist:
For all works: @gglouise23 @qardasngan @brucewayneisavirgin @annibellez @patientofarkhamasylum @yearninglustfully @living-that-chronic-life @turquoiselace @batwngs @athenxt @goonette5 @iloveyou3000morgan
Jason Todd: @angel-achlys-r @superherosdystopiafreak @rhyviier @maxcinthe
Summary: Jason is angry after watching Wuthering Heights. You are horny watching him get angry.
Pairing: Jason Todd x fem!reader
tags and warnings : Wuthering Heights. Suggestive (making out, grinding(?)), repost from my old blog!
MDNI
“Why the fuck is Heathcliff played by Jacob Elordi? Did she even read the book?” Jason huffs, turning the pages of his annotated copy of Wuthering Heights, “There is so much evidence that he is anything but white, yet here we are in the big 2026 ...”
blah blah blah
You really should be listening because, for one, he was right, and two, it concerned a whole lot about the world’s state right now.
But how could you, if Jason Peter Todd sat on the velvety couch, knees spread with his jaw clenched tight, and those beautiful emerald eyes narrowed into tiny slits. His black jeans strained against his sturdy thighs, and the white t-shirt stuck to his torso like a second skin – you could even see his abs pulsing with every word, and boy, was it hypnotising.
Both of you had just returned home after watching the recent adaptation (if you could even call it that), and to say the least, Jason was pissed.
He had walked straight to the bookshelf at the corner of the living room, grabbed his paperback copy and started ranting about all the discrepancies between the movie and the book, which were pretty much everything.
It’s not like you didn't try to focus; you really did.
But your boyfriend was hot, especially when he was angry.
You lick your lips, trying to cool the sudden warmth surging through your body. The deep blue lighting from the paused TV screen highlighted Jason as if he was the deep blue ocean, and you were the reckless sailor drowning in it. Jason leaned against the couch, his head falling back with his palm resting against his forehead in exasperation, but instead, all you saw was his biceps flexing.
Yeah, you couldn’t take it anymore.
“What was that for?” he mumbles when you pluck the book out of his hands and straddle his lap. His face is warm under your palm, eyes a little wide at the sudden movement. You brush against his scars before placing feather-light kisses from the tilt of his jaw, the expanse of his cheeks, his scars to the column of his throat. His hands are at your waist, firm but gentle, as his eyes flutter, breathy gasps leaving his lips at the sudden rampage.
“Angel, please, " he sighed at the lack of your mouth on the one place he wanted.
Finally, your lips seal his, tasting the cherry ice cream he had earlier. Jason squeezes your hips, finding the silver of skin underneath your shirt, tracing circles onto them. Before long, one of his hands cups your neck, slithering his tongue between your glossy lips, swirling with yours like a melody you both were fluent in. Your hips unconsciously grind onto his, moans leaving his mouth.
“You just looked so hot, Jay.” You whisper, letting out a breath as you nuzzle into the crook of his neck, placing a small kiss on his red skin while your fingers threaded through his hair, “I couldn’t help it”. He hums, hands trailing to your butt before squeezing the flesh as he stands – your legs still looped at his waist—causing you to let out a yelp.
“ Well, we can’t just leave this halfway now, can we?” Emerald eyes hold yours, now brimming with desire, flooding all your senses. You whisper back, a sly smile on your face, “Of course, we can’t”
You giggle as he leaps (literally) with you to the bedroom.
Bonus Scene:
“It still doesn’t make sense how she could cast a POC actor for Edgar but not for Heathcliff,” you hum, drifting in between sleep as you nuzzle into his naked chest, his fingers twirling your hair. It was early in the morning now. After hours of being in each other’s arms, Jason was still stuck on last night’s movie.
“Wuthering Heights by Kate Bush is really the best adaptation to date."
Taglist
For all works: @gglouise23 @qardasngan @brucewayneisavirgin @annibellez @patientofarkhamasylum @yearninglustfully @living-that-chronic-life @turquoiselace @batwngs @athenxt
Jason Todd: @angel-achlys-r @superherosdystopiafreak @rhyviier
// Some work in progresses. Pls do not copy said idea. Only longfics mentioned because drabble ideas are too spontaneous. Just to keep track!!
Mr. Chubbycheeks is the one I'm hoping to finish sometime by august 10th (6.5k words in)
The rest should hopefully be written someday!!
About you will be a series!! The rest are longfics!
I commented on your post saying can you add me to the tag list but I didnt realize your blog says 18 plus to interact im really sorry i lwk shouldve read that before commenting(no im not a little kid just not 18 😭✌️)
RULES: post the last sentence you wrote (fanfic/original/anything) and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence
Here's the last sentence I wrote from my wip Forgiving Bullet:
"If you win, I'll leave you alone for good…" he says it like it hurts to get the words out beyond the weight of what they really mean.
While I was looking for an older post on my blog, I found this little tag game and decided to bring it back for a bit of weekend fun 💞 I didn't realize how many words the last sentence I wrote was 💀 so I'll try my best to tag as many moots as I can 😂💖
here’s a sneak peek from a luke skywalker x medic!gn!reader fic, currently without a title because I cannot for the life of me decide on one:
“Well, so-rry, Your Worship, but—”
(it’s set during the empire strikes back, so of course this is an exchange between han and leia haha! they may or may not be arguing about exposing luke’s crush…or, that’s one of many things they’re arguing about, at least. they’re so much fun to write for omg)
no pressure tags: @iristheplanet16 @devisedplan @harddeckstories @lovesflourmorethananything @of-apollo
this is for the dex cat series (Nosy Neighbour) which im mostly done. but! it is subjected to some changes as i need to edit a LOT before posting it this week (hopefully)
"Is she in your house again?" You asked with a sigh, feeling slightly embarrassed.
no pressure tags: @kryptidfiles, @batwngs, @twentytomidnight
tysm Z @batwngs for the tag (also can't wait to read the oneshot once it's out)
"You are tall and muscular, so clearly you can protect me. You work at a bookstore - that's like Green flag 101, and well, it would be nice to look at a pretty face at that."
-> Upcoming Jason x reader longfic (that I started writing in april and it's not yet completed).
no pressure tags: @gothamorphosis @pixelbfs @fanfictionwarrior-chills @dontyouworrydaddy
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