#dc jason todd

[silvaaart]

Lazarus Pit

[lettaniko]

Finally finished this piece after months of reworking. Far from perfect, but I’m glad it’s done. Inspired by the amazing Bruno Redondo, Dan Mora, and especially Dexter Soy.

[classygumi]

jason todd has a habit.

several, actually.

a few centered around his family—he always sits or stands to the left of dick, always makes cass her plate, always brings dessert to gatherings because nobody can do it as well as he can.

a few about his work—he always starts on the south end of gotham and works toward the north, always cleans his guns an hour before patrol, always puts his right boot on before his left one.

then, he has several for you.

he always flicks your sky projector on fifteen minutes before you’re done getting ready for bed, he always lets you take a bite of food first before picking his fork up, he always lets you read the prologue of a book he’s considering purchasing.

but your personal favorite?

jason always lets you kiss him first.

he’ll lower his face to yours, keeping the space between the two of you until you lift your lips to slot against his. whenever he wants affection, he’ll draw closer, look at you with those utterly compelling eyes of his, and wait.

he waits until you respond—whether it be reciprocating his energy or not.

he doesn’t take from you. he loves whatever you give him, even if it’s merely eye contact.

even then, he’ll graciously accept it because it’s from you.

jason has a habit of waiting for you to kiss him first, not because he’s nervous or shy.

he waits because he knows what it’s like to have things taken, and he always wants you to have a choice.

[nobodys-s0n]

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jason was just trying to get to bed.

he got out of the shower, shirtless and sweatpants sitting low on his waist. the towel was wrapped over his shoulders, his hair damp but trying to dry. his frame was getting your attention even when it didn't mean to.

you were on the bed in nothing but one of jason's shirts and nothing on the bottom, no underwear or no panties. you watched with a sharp gaze as jason walked around the bedroom, his steps soft. his figure never failed to turn you on, make your cunt so wet; his biceps that were too big for their own good, scars on his chest and jaw that became your favorite places to kiss over the years, his hair so perfectly sitting on his head with the white strands curling in front... he was too damn irresistible.

no wonder you had kids with this bastard.

he was muttering about how your teenage son was getting too big for his own good.

"hun, he's getting fuckin' huge. i wasn't his size when i was sixteen." he tells you, picking up something off the floor and putting it on your dresser.

you shrug, rubbing your thigh right above the end of the stolen shirt you wore. "jay, of course he's going to be big... he's your son anyway." you try to reason with him— telling jason todd that he was a big man isn't even a shocking thing to say... but you had a little idea in your mind.

jason rolls his eyes, crossing his arms. "i am not that big, honey." he tries to argue with you, grabbing the towel on his shoulder to rub the water that's trying to drip down his forearm.

there you go. that's your entry. you smirk, and with no issue, your words left your mouth. "you're right about that..." you began, rubbing an itch behind your ear. "with your dick not being that big anyway..."

he stops his towel's movements; he looks at you like you just smacked him. his spine straightens, his eyebrows furrowing. no way you, of all people, just told him that. "what did you say, baby?" he questions you, his voice low enough that you could barely hear it, but the tone is what makes you not ignore him.

you shrug, watching him walk over to you on your side of the bed. "you heard me; your dick is not that big." you double down on your stance— which wasn't even true because that same dick was the same one that stretched you out like crazy.

jason doesn’t even give you a damn moment to speak or explain yourself.

he drops the towel to the bedroom floor, and before you could blink, he grabs your hips, shoving you face down onto the mattress. your face first in the pillows, hand immediately shooting to the sheets as your ass is put in the air. his hands are rough against your hips, shoving your shirt up and revealing your bareness to him. he gets on the bed, knees dipping into the bed and changing the weight.

"you really want to try that with me and have no underwear on?" he asks you, dragging his cock out of his pants and lining up the blunt head of his thick dick against your folds, slow and taunting to you. "you've carried my children, you've begged for this cock this morning and i gave it to you three times this week and it's barely wednesday... and now you're saying my dick isn't that big. say that shit again, do it."

you look up at him, whining as his tip gets sucked into your cunt so easily. you try to speak, you really do, but a moan suppresses that, a moan that was too loud for it's own good.

he laughs at your futile, downright pathetic attempt at speaking, his left hand holding his cock as his right hand presses down on your lower back and forces you to arch. "good, that's what I thought... now take it like a good girl."

then, he slams into you with no issue whatsoever, pushing into you with one slick thrust. your walls instantly open up to him, knocking the air out of your lungs in a breathtaking thrust.

his hands are enormous on your hips, his rough palms and fingers pressing bruises onto your hips as he pounds into your cunt, relentless and precise. each thrust rocks the bedframe against the wall, making the headboard groan and the bedframe creak.

all you can do is moan, your tone whiney. you can't get a damn word out, all that comes out is an incoherent sound, your messy little whimpers make jason's grip tighten and him grumble out a groan.

"not that big, huh?" he growls, pounding into you so damn hard that the wet sounds between your cunt and his cock sound pornographic. "funny, sweetheart, 'cause this 'not-that-big' dick had you screaming for more last night..."

your vision blurs, eyes rolling back as your hand shoots from the mattress up to the bedframe, fingers trying to get a good grip on the wood. "jason! o-oh— ngh! jay!"

"oh, so you're nice now?" his right hand moves up and grabs a fistful of your hair, yanking your head up just enough to see your face, the arch in your back so damn sinful as your ass jiggles with each thrust. "just a minute ago you had all that mouth..."

moaning at feeling his fingers yanking on your hair, you nod your head, mouth too full with moans.

he grunts under his breath, voice dripping with a smug heat that makes your pussy flutter. "you carry my kids, you cum on my cock every night, you take every damn inch i give you, and somehow you still decide to run your mouth." your body jolts with each one of the snaps of his hips. "i'm starting to think you want me to break you..."

legs shaking violently, your chest heaving and your eyes rolling back, you can't help but nod your head at his words. "y-yes, jason, please— oh fuck! ru- ruin me..."

"oh that's it." he whispers in your ear, licking the back of it. "you just wanna be fucked so stupid by the daddy of your kids, by your husband. you want this pussy fucked?"

"fuck! ye-yes jason, fuck me. fuck me, 's-so good." you cry out, nails digging deeper into the headboard. his right hand stays in your hair while his left hand cups one of your asscheeks.

"that's it." he growls, rutting into you. his left hand lifts up and cracks against your asscheek, smacking it as the sound echos through the bedroom, mixing in with the bedframe creaking and the moans. "since you're so damn convinced i'm not that big, i think this pussy won't mind if i go just a little deeper, huh?"

he angles his hips a certain way, and with the same speed and same ferocity, he hits direclty on your g-spot, making you see stars and getting you so damn close.

"oh fuck! ja-jay! right there! oh right t-there!" you babble, feeling his hand smack your ass again before sliding down on your body.

his hand goes in between your thighs, thick fingers finding your clit and pressing down on it, rubbing circles in it mercilessly, his hand on your cunt keeping in speed with his thrusts.

"come on, mama." he murmurs, knowing what the pet name does to you, he used it to rile you on, especially in that low tone of his. "give it to me, cum on my cock, i know you want it."

and without needing any more, your orgasm slams into you so damn hard you scream into the mattress and your legs giving out completely. your body trembles violently as you sob out his name, cumming all over his cock and your vision whitening out.

jason grunts, feeling your cunt clench harshly down on his cock as he reaches his own orgasm, spilling deep inside of your folds with a groan, white painting your walls.

his right hand loosens in your hair, going to your shoulders and massaging them as you come down from your high, and the feeling in his sticky cum being shot into your cunt, his soft grinds from overstimulation slowing down and bringing you back down to reality.

"there you go... come back to me, hun..." he encourages, leaning down and pressing a kiss onto your cheek. still buried deep inside of you, he can't help but whisper next to your face. "not that big, my ass."

you move your head to the side to look into his eyes and press a kiss onto the scar on his cheek. "shush, big guy..."

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AUTHOR'S NOTE: meow. dilf! jason todd got me going absolutely insane. he's so fucking hot, he's literally bruce's twin. dilf! jason todd and dilf! dick grayson, eiffel tower me, now! i saw him in 5 minutes and KNEW I had to write sum about him, he’s so fucking fine—

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[lukewarmcomic]

A lil HC I have that Jason and Damian were in Nanda Parbat together and Talia took this candid of them.

Damian is one of the only things that managed to make Jason smile after his resurrection.

[deansnoodle]

his prince of gotham era was so so good

[abreca]

rough Jason Todd page of sketches.

love that little babyjay in the corner.

[torupng]

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you were lounged back against the pillows in dick’s oversized t-shirt, legs stretched out, completely absorbed in your book. fingers flipped through the pages with the occasional rustle while your boyfriend was out.

dick slipped in after patrol, still in his nightwing suit. he crawled onto the bed and settled between your legs, resting his head on your chest with a soft sigh. this was practically routine now. dick was obsessed with your tits—needed them after every patrol like they were what he came home for (which… they are.)

“baby… can i…?” he asked, voice low and warm and so sweet, that easy charm threaded with pure need. when you made a small noise that indicated permission, dick tugged the shirt up gently and latched onto one nipple.

his mouth was hot, his motions eager—lips sealing tight around the stiff peak as he sucked with slow, rhythmic pulls that made your breast ache oh so sweetly and sent heated jolts straight to your cunt. his tongue swirled and flicked relentlessly around the sensitive bud that had pebbled immediately under his tongue, then flattened to nurse harder, drawing your nipple deep into his mouth with wet, obscene slurps. cheeks hollowing, he moaned softly against your flesh, the vibrations buzzing through your tit while saliva dripped down the curve of your breast.

he ground his hips against your thigh like a desperate puppy, his thick cock rock-hard and straining through the thin suit fabric. the leaking head left a growing wet spot as he humped slow and insistent, rubbing his throbbing cock along your legs in needy strokes. the friction the suit provided was delicious—but nowhere near what it would feel like to thrust into those pretty tits.

“mm… baby,” he mumbled around your tit, switching sides effortlessly, latching onto the other nipple and sucking deeper, tongue lapping messily at the slick, spit-covered skin. “missed this. fuck… you’re so soft and warm.”

you slid one hand into his dark hair, holding him close but kept your eyes on the book. he couldn’t help but wonder what was so good about words that made you so distracted. “wait a sec, dick. i’m in the middle of this chapter.”

he groaned, the sound buzzing through your breast as he sucked harder, pulling your nipple taut between his lips before soothing it with hungry laps, spit trailing down your tits as he sucked like he couldn’t get enough—which is true. his hips rocked faster, cock sliding hot and slick with pre-cum against your thigh, dragging the swollen head in filthy up down motions. “c’mon… just look at me? i’m being good here.” his tone stayed playful, that signature wit light even in the plea. “feels good, right? tell me. please.”

you turned another page, fingers stroking his hair absently. he groaned, hips twitching. “you’re doing fine, baby. give me a minute.”

“okay… fine. i can wait,” he breathed, still nursing with greedy pulls that left your nipples swollen and glistening with his saliva, grinding harder now so his aching cock dragged along your leg with slick, filthy friction. “but god, these beauties… been thinking about them all night. don’t ignore me too long.”

after a few more minutes of his devoted sucking and puppy-like humping, you sighed, slotted your bookmark in and closed the book with a snap, setting it aside. you tugged his hair gently so he met your eyes, a teasing smile on your lips.

“aww, look at my needy dick,” you murmured, guiding his mouth back down while you laid back fully so you weren’t resting your back against the headboard anymore. which meant he could grind better now. “begging so sweetly while humping my leg like a puppy. can’t get enough, huh?”

dick pulled off with a wet pop, lips shiny and swollen, biting his lower lip up at you with that bright, boyish spark. “guilty. you bring out the best in me… or the neediest.” he chuckled softly. “you gonna tease me or finally give me all your attention?”

you laughed, arching your back to press your glistening tits closer. “go on then. keep going. make it good and i’ll take care of that aching cock next. you’ve earned it.”

he groaned happily and latched on again with fresh hunger, sucking deeper and sloppier while his hips kept grinding, cock pulsing hot and heavy against your cunt now that he’s got you under him properly. you held him close with both hands in his hair, finally giving him the full attention he craved.

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