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Jason Todd the man you are
jason todd who makes everything in your home kiss.
it starts with your toothbrushes.
when you wake up before him, groggy and yawning. rubbing at your eyes as you pad to the bathroom when you see it. both of your toothbrushes facing one another and touching at the bristles. part of you is grossed out by the germs, but the other part thinks it’s the cutest thing to just naturally happen.
but you didn’t know he’d meticulously placed them like that the night before, giggling to himself before he shut the door after him to sneak into bed.
when you finishing brushing your teeth, you move them apart, leaving yours on the other side of the ceramic cup.
though when you get home, there they were, kissing again.
he did it after washing the dishes too, setting aside your mug next to his and letting their handles touch one another like an inanimate lovers embrace. when he’d brew both of you coffee in the morning, he’d have the handles facing outwards and the mugs clinking together until you took yours. he wouldn’t even take a sip until you pulled them apart first, watching you drink over his own mug. glasses fogging up as he pretends to read and drink at the same time.
sometimes he’d take pictures of it like people do with their food at restaurants.
the front door that was littered with different pairs of shoes, he made sure were also in love. the inanimate objects touching the other pair close. he’d even take a shoe off on either side of yours, pressing your pair between his.
the teddy bears he won you at the fair were also not safe from this. especially while sitting on your bed, he makes them face one another and smooch with the arms of the bigger bear around the smaller one. sometimes he does it while you’re in bed. he moves them to the bedside table, being sure to squeeze them face to face again.
after a long day of work you walk into your bedroom with the bed still made and jason out on patrol. you plop onto the bed when you open an eye and huff at what he’s done. the jingling of his keys and the crinkle of takeout echoes through the apartment.
he calls out your name, “i’m home princess. where are you?”
“jason get in here,” you call from the bedroom, already standing up. when he gets there your arms are crossed and your looking back and forth from him to the bed. “what is this?”
you pointedly ask as he looks to where you were. blinking at him, you struggle to compose yourself and giggle too at the position he’d placed them in. the pink bear, that was supposed to be you, was bent over and the red one that was him was pressed up behind, mounting teddy bear you.
he genuinely blinks, “uh, two bears in love?”
he says it so seriously that you can’t help but burst out laughing.
“you’re so annoying,” throwing your head back and putting your hands on his chest as he crowds over you, staring.
that familiar hunger in his eyes that makes you feel like you feel all warm and fuzzy. the calculated kind of stare that told you that sleep was not longer at the forefront of your mind.
without realizing it, he walks you backwards until the backs of your legs hit the side of the bed. he gets you off balance just to press you against the mattress and leave his hands on both sides of your head. like a familiar dance, your arms wrap around his neck to pull him in even closer. jason smiles with that irresistible face of his that lets you know you’ll cave on whatever he says next.
shifting his eyes to the bears before training them back on your face, his grin spreads more.
“should we show them how it’s done?”
PRIMEHOOD yuri bc I have free will
#primehood #jasontodd #redhood
"jason's username on ao3, istagram, tumblr and all the other platforms is jay.austen!" I say as i burn at the stake.
Everyone boos.
Then a voice from behind the crowd yells "how the fuck do you know?!"
It's jason todd himself.
Quiet Affections: I Do
Jason Todd x Reader As part of my Quiet Affections mini series
The time has finally come, as Jason and his lover finally get married. A beautiful day to start the beginning of the rest of their lives together. It's also the one time Jason's love manages to gift him a flower. Very Fluffy
• word count: ~2.4k
You almost can’t believe that this was happening.
After a few hours spent getting ready, surrounded by Steph, Barbara and Cass, who ensure you have the best morning before the big moment.
All leading to now.
As your eyes trace your figure in the mirror, committing every detail to memory as the delicate white fabric drapes you elegantly. Your fingers tracing the fabric as it smoothens beneath your touch.
Hair pinned, curled, and whatever else the hairstylist had managed for you, all in an effort to flatter your features.
Makeup done to best suit you, with painted lips and a glimmer of shimmery eyeshadow coating your eyelids.
“You look absolutely gorgeous,” Babs says, while she slightly rearranges your veil.
“Honestly, move over Jason, I’ll marry you myself!” Steph jokes, causing you to lightly push her arm laughing at her antics,“I can see the headlines now, runaway bride of billionaire’s son, gets hitched with bridesmaid” causing you all to fall into a fit of giggles.
Cass then holds your hand, conveying everything you need to know with a simple “Jason’s very lucky.”
“Thank you, Cass. But I think I’m the lucky one to be honest,”
“No, Cassandra is quite right. It is Jason who is the lucky one,” a new voice enters the conversation, as Damian walks into the room.
"still so good f'me, after all these years…" (or, dilf!jason takes his sweet, sweet time with you~)
dilf!jason todd x wife!reader
a/n: i have been plagued with thoughts of this man for far too long. seriously. huge thanks to @artficlly for helping me figure out how to get that moodboard sorted mwah mwah mwah <333333
word count: 2.1k
decription: jason todd comes home from patrol, only to start realising he's actually aging when he looks in the mirror. lucky for him, you're here too~
content: this is smut. don't like, don't read! dilfson todd has me in a chokehold oh my GOD MDNI! they get freaky, soft sex.
dc fics ♡ f'(uck) me
marital devotion
PAIRING: Dilf!Jason Todd x Wife!Reader
SUMMARY: Jason Todd loves fingering his wife.
WARNINGS: SMUT!! slight plot, porn :D, fem! wife! reader, established relationship, slight sub!reader, use of 'good girl', use of other pet names/names of endearment, dirty talk, praising
WORD COUNT: 1.4k
"Please—"
The word breaks from your lips, broken and whining, and Jason's mouth curves against your throat, the shape of his smile pressed to your pulse point.
"Please what?" His voice rumbles through you, calloused fingers slowly trailing along your inner thigh. "Use your words."
You whine, hips canting toward his touch, and he tsks softly.
"Jason," you whine, and your voice sounds foreign even to your own ears. Desperate. "You know what I need."
★ kinktober | day 7
you have no idea bruce wayne is the batman, but he knows everything about you—including your illegal extracurricular activities. what started out as recon on one of gotham’s most prolific art thieves quickly turned into something…new for a man like him.
contents: role reversal, m sub, impact play, biting, teasing
warnings: light pain play
done!! thank u for all the people who tagged me on this too hehe
could i request a one shot of the reader finding out she’s pregnant with Jason’s baby but doesn’t want to tell him because she’s scared of his reaction and tries to leave without telling him but he finds out anyway? hurt/comfort please (with dick and Bruce and Damian appearances if you can) ?
of course darling! sorry again about the wait! i hope this makes up for it! <3
always with you - j. todd
dcu masterlist , main masterlist , teklarn’s cliche’s and tropes
jason todd x fem!reader
summary: convinced jason isn't willing to give up his current lifestyle, you attempt to hide your pregnancy and make a move to run away.
UNEDITED!
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18+ minors dni
first clark kent post on this blog. please clap. do it now.
warnings: sweetie clark & overstim 🙂↕️
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clark kent’s blue eyes are locked onto the heart shape of your ass as he fucks into you from behind, mesmerised by the way the plump flesh ripples off him with each thrust. “you feel so good, baby,” he groans softly, his cheeks flushed and his lips parted as he takes in the soft slopes of your body in front of him. “so good like this.”
𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘, 𝐈‘𝐌 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 ۪ ᡴꫂ ׂ ׅ ༦
— 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 𖹭 j. todd x reader is it really love if you don’t try to devour each other like animals everytime you kiss? @redjayy
ㅤㅤJASON TODD held a presence as strong as liquor. every second with him was intoxicating. he left you trashed, wrecked, hammered, smashed, and every other word there possibly was for drunk. from the moment you saw him, you wondered how’d he taste in the rain, and just like that, you became an alcoholic.
your traitorous heart battered against your chest, and his lips found the pulse in your throat like it was pure instinct. his bothersome shirt was long gone now, and your hands were wandering along his skin, tracing his scars like they were beautiful cracks in the concrete, split like a meandering river. you were tempted to plant kisses in between them like flowers.
“hands are cold.” he mumbled against your neck.
“sorry..” you whispered back, your hands finding retreat over in his hair. he shook his head lightly, silently telling you your apology wasn’t necessary.
ugh, he was a terrible addiction. and like every addict, you were attached to him. you couldn’t leave him, you couldn’t quit him whenever you wanted. you weren’t fooling anyone, all talk no bite, you gave in everytime. flames danced over everything he touched, and you were so, so cold anyway.
his mouth returned back to yours, his kisses full of tongue and hunger, like he was starving. he fit so perfectly against you though, like he belonged right there and nowhere else. it hurt whenever he pulled away, and ever so cruelly, he did.
“i want you.” he said it like it was a promise, and he wanted to keep it—keep you so badly.
“i’m yours.”
“is that another one of your porn books?”
the smell of tobacco and old leather wafts into your nose as jason leans over your shoulder, a dark eyebrow cocked as his green eyes look down at the book in your hand. a soft piano melody plays through the aisle of the bookstore you’re in. probably one of the composers he likes to listen to at home, given the way his finger taps against his thigh along with the measure of the song. and though no one else is in the section with you two, you still feel the embarrassment of someone possibly overhearing him.
you playfully smack him with the hardcover, then motion towards the book he has tucked under his arm. “is that another limited edition of wuthering heights?”
he shrugs. “in my defense, emily is the best brontë sister.”
you feign offense with a mock gasp. “i know you did not just diss my girl jane eyre. besides, you’re only saying that because you love hareton.”
“he deserved his own book!”
“i know, baby.”
“he wanted to learn to read for her…”
“i know, baby.”
𝜗𝜚 MY LOVE , MINE, ALL MINE, ALL MINE ❤︎𝄢..
📞 — aftercare with JASON TODD 𝜗𝜚
✉️ — contents : : aftercare , mentions of jay's scars , fluff , yearner!jason todd , first time having sex ( in their relationship ) , grammatical errors , ooc (?)
✉️ — word count : : 1.9k
✉️ — vi whispers : : woohoo !! we reached 700!! also,, i'm still in the hospital, unfortunately. but i will be doing an event 😋 just expect,,, late responsdjes. back to my oldoldold format!!! NOW. this is acc for @fromdove !! like,, remember when i told you that i'll write you a reply?? well, here it is !! lol, how dare you be upset. + will be redoing my m.list. couldn't edit this bc my mom took my laptop
your skin still tingles. it's as if your entire body is remembering what just occurred in waves ▰ the weight of his palms, the way he spoke your name like it was something sacred. the air smells of sweat & heat & him. all is black except for the warm yellow light from the hallway seeping in through the half-open door. the blankets are kicked halfway off the bed, wrapped around your ankle. you're there with your chest rising & falling slow, like the only thing holding you to earth is the weight of his body beside yours.
he's on your side, one arm slung over your waist, forehead against your shoulder. breathing hard like he's still trying to come down. his palm glides up. your ribcage ▰ not sexually, just there, anchoring himself with you. his lips brush the back of your neck. you feel him smile a little.
happy uh belated death day, jason
from batman annual #25
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