#redhood dc

[llmsos]

My muse

[holyinvader]

sexting with jason...mdni 20+

Jason LOVES sending dick pics.

it's probably one of his favourite things to do when he can't see you in person.

he loves the build up, working himself up til he's painfully hard. tip a deep shade of purple and leaking through his boxers. he makes sure if he's going to send something that he puts effort into making it worth your while.

pulling his member out, his hand wrapped around the bottom of the base, band of his boxers strapped under his balls. his dick leaning against his lower stomach, following these pictures are the most foul fucking phrases.

'so fucking hard for you, gonna stuff you full of my cum next time you're here.'

'send me your cunt now.'

'shove as many fingers into that pink pussy for me ;)'

and you wasted no time sending something back, lingerie mirror pictures, back pussy shots, toys and fingers buried deep inside you.

that only made him more aggressive, if he wasn't practically humping his fucking fist he was now. desperate to feel as close to you as possible.

the next text to come through is always a video, his cock in pain view as he fucks himself with his palm chasing a release. his moans and hushed curses.

'fuck, please baby I need you so bad.'

'gonna cum so hard to you.'

'wish I was there showing you how to take care of that pussy.'

'don't cum yet, I'm so close.'

eventually it turns into a video call, his desperate whiny moans still finding a way to dominate you.

'fucking keeps those legs spread.'

'dont your dare cum without me.'

'fucking desperate slut, aren't you?'

he has a private folder with all your photos and videos for his own personal collection.

[lanadelreyscokewhor3]

THE ITCH- J. TODD

day twenty five of the june bug masterlist

pairing: boyfriend! jason x fem! reader

word count: 1k

summary: when you cant stop itching your bug bites, jason does the only thing left he can think of- tying you up.

warnings: this is all fluff but lots of sexual tension, innuendos and flirting, pet names etc

“You can't scratch bunny or it's just gonna get worse.” Jason scolded you as he sat you down on the bathroom vanity, frown etched on his face.

You didn't care. You had to itch.

You were completely swollen, covered from head to toe in bug bites. They coated your arms and legs, even places you don't even know where possible for them to reach.

You glared at him as he went over to the bathtub, turning the handles as water began to flow. Itching your arms again, nails scratching the skin until blood drew.

You didn't even know how this was fucking possible. You had practically smothered yourself in bug spray, inhaling it for this exact reason- you knew how bad of a reaction you got from those thirsty bloodsuckers.

“I have to itch.”

“If you keep itching I’ll have to tie your hands together.”

You raised an eyebrow, a smirk forming on your lips at the thought. “Sounds kinky.”

He rolled his eyes, running a hand through his hair before adding the oatmeal bath treatment to the running water, an attempt to soothe your wounds. 

It was torture, really- being forced to sit and not scratch.

Which is exactly how you ended up in that oatmeal bath with your hands tied together by soft rope.

“I’m gonna kill you.” you grumbled, staring blankly ahead at the wall in front of you as Jason chuckled behind you, dragging a washcloth across your back.

“Kinda hard to do that when you’re tied up, isn’t it?”

“I’m creative, I can find a way. Or multiple. Say Jay, has anyone tried to drown you before?”

He rolled his eyes, scrubbing a bar of soap across your skin, attempting to soothe your bites. You hated that it felt good.

“I’m doing this for you, silly.” he stated, as if he was scolding a five year old for restrictions on the cookie jar.

You huffed. “I can wash myself.”

“I know you can sweetheart. And you can be as mad at me as you want, but you’ll be thanking me later when you aren’t scarred .”

Well, he did have a point there. Still, you tried to flick him with water, though it became difficult with your hands literally tied. When he was satisfied with your soak, he helped you out of the bathtub and began to rub you dry with a soft towel from the linen closet.

It smelt like him.

You tried not to stare at him too much as he knelt down, drying your legs and thighs.

You could get used to this sight more often.

You were the only person Jason Todd had ever knelt too. And you wanted to keep it that way.

“Are you sure this can’t be sexual?” you asked coyly, biting your lip as he looked up, a little gleam in his eye as he lifted your leg up to rest on him, planting a gentle kiss to the skin.

“When you’re not tempted to itch, I’m sure something could be arranged where you’re all tied up for me.” he murmured, his words making your breathing hitch.

“What if I want to scratch you instead?”

His eyebrow raised. “Might be difficult to do so if your body is tied.”

You swallowed. “M-my body?”

He smirked. “I have some tricks up my sleeve.”

Holy fuck he was so hot.

You were so lost in thought you didn’t even realize he had grabbed hydrocortisone and had started applying it to the welts. “Cmon my little prisoner let’s get you to bed.” he cooed, slipping your hand into his, tugging you over to your bedroom.

“How long am I your prisoner?” you asked meekly, clenching your thighs together. He shrugged, back turned to you as he searched for a clean set of pj shorts for you to wear. It appeared tonight there would be no top for you. Which was honestly a blessing in disguise, because of how hot and sticky it was.

“However long I want you to be.”

“So forever?” you asked, lifting your legs one at a time, leaning against him for balance as he slid the fabrics up your legs.

“Something along those lines.” he laughed.

“Ya know, if you’re my prisoner that means I can make you do whatever I want to do.”

You pursed your lips together. “Is that so?”

“That is so.”

“And then what would you have me do?”

The tickle of his breath had you jump as he slipped behind you, tucking your hair onto one shoulder- leaning down to whisper into the other.

“Oh I can think of a lot of things sweetheart. But that’s for another time. For now, you’re going to sleep.”

You grumbled incoherently, letting him guide you over to your bed, the cool, plush sheets feeling nice against your itching skin. “Do I have to sleep like this?” you whined, curling into his chest like a cat as you stretched, feeling the rope began to loosen.

He hadn't tugged it too tightly, an indicator that you could break free at any point. Still, you kept your hands loosely tied as you let him codle you, pulling you in closer as he teased you, planting a kiss on the top of your head as you started to doze off.

He murmured something like a sweet dreams prisoner as he stroked your arm, gently soothing the itch- letting you drift off to sleep.

[raidenssblog]

training tactics

Pairing - red hood x male reader low-key don't know want to put here, you and Jason have a spar with a flirty comment ????

The training room in the Batcave echoed with the dull thuds of boots on padded flooring and the sharp crack of gloved hands colliding. Sparring with anyone in the Bat-family was intense, but sparring with Red Hood was something else entirely. Jason fought like a storm—fast, aggressive, relentless.

Most people struggled to keep up with him, but you were bigger, heavier, and strong enough to match his momentum when he came at you. Sweat clung to the back of your neck as he lunged forward again, trying to sweep your legs out from under you.

You caught his arm before he could finish the move, twisting your body with the motion. Jason’s eyes widened just a fraction when he realized what you were doing, but by then it was too late. Using your size and leverage, you pivoted sharply and hauled him over your hip.

The world seemed to tilt for a second before Jason hit the mat with a muffled thump. Before he could recover, you followed through, dropping down and pinning him firmly to the floor.

Jason struggled immediately, of course, because that was who he was. But your knees trapped his arms and your weight held him down just enough that he couldn’t easily buck you off. Being bigger had its own advantages, and right now he was discovering every one of them.

His helmet had been tossed aside earlier in the match, leaving his dark hair messy and damp with sweat. Bright green eyes glared up at you, equal parts annoyed and impressed.

“Well,” he huffed, breathing a little heavier than before. “Didn’t know you had that move in you.”

You leaned down slightly, close enough that he could feel your breath near his ear. The fight had left both of you warm, the air between you charged with leftover adrenaline. Your voice dropped into something quieter, almost teasing.

“Careful, Hood,” you murmured. “Keep letting me pin you like this and people might start thinking you like it.”

For a moment Jason just stared at you, stunned into silence. Then his expression twisted into that familiar crooked grin, half challenge, half amusement.

“Oh, you’re dead,” he muttered, though the threat lacked its usual bite.

With a chuckle, you loosened your grip and pushed yourself off him, standing up and offering a hand like the match had been nothing more than friendly sparring. Jason remained on the mat for a second longer, staring up at the ceiling as if processing what had just happened.

Finally he grabbed your hand and let you pull him to his feet. His eyes narrowed slightly, but the smirk never left his face.

“Enjoy that victory while it lasts,” he said, brushing dust off his jacket. “Next round, I’m not holding back.”

You only shrugged, a confident grin spreading across your face as you stepped back into a fighting stance.

“Good,” you replied. “Wouldn’t want you going easy on me.”

Across the mat, Jason cracked his knuckles, that competitive spark returning to his eyes.

And judging by the way he kept glancing at you now, the next round was going to be very interesting.

[schismsheaven]

[sov666sov]

Jason Todd aka RedHood in different (??i think) arstyle

I was just try new brushes i got so each sketch i try doing with different brush and also colour with different techniques ( 1 jason is with watercolour/ pencil technique to make it's look like traditional drawing, 2 jason i make with simple manga brushes, 3 jason i make with pencil/ marker combo and 4 jason in some comics brushes combo)

[bex-is-complex]

Jason Todd!

[remotefox]

Jason and Tim my beloved brotherhood i love them so muchhh

Idk why ppl always looks at relationships of dick and other like what about tim and jason like they are eachothers emotional support brothers in knight terrors they were bonding and i think it was better than a dick-jason or dick-tim interaction. I feel like tim-jason brotherhood is so underrated or probably i can’t find them or so. I mean if you look they have lots of things in common they both think they are failures, they both think they are crushed under dicks legacy, and their traumas with joker they always seem to be hating each other but i think they have one of the strongest bonds in bat-family. This is my opinion ofc but sorry if I miss characterized any character im like 4 maybe 5 months into this fandom i read as much as comic i could to have this idea.

Oh and first post hello tumblr.