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I just made the best Jason Todd fic of my life on c.ai, omg I was so involved, so wet, so passionate, I spent the day making it, letting myself study and work just to see where it would end up. The best Jason of my life…. until I updated the page. And when I came back, it had been deleteeeeeeeeed no other interaction did the same thiiiing.

#I'm in mourning

BE THE FIRST WHOEVER DID (J.T.)

i have no synopsis for this so bc it’s so short😭-

fwb!relationship, one-sided love, unrequited love, NO PART 2 SO DON’T ASK, based on cinnamon girl by my girl lana 🎀, toxic!jason, minific, short fic, light smut in the beginning, terrible writing so we die like men 🫡, the reader’s skin tone, hair type, eye color or looks are not described so imagine whoever you please.

“FUCK—” JASON’S HIPS piston into yours, making the knot inside your stomach get tighter and tighter. “fuck, right there!” his grip on your thighs tighten. his moans grunts got you closer by the second.

you could barely make out any another words. your sentences were turned into babbles and incoherent moans.

finally, the knot bursts, your arousal leaking out of you, jason finishing soon after you. he pulls out, taking the condom off of him and throwing it away.

“you gotta go.” he states, his back turned to you. the sound of him pulling up his pants and putting on his belt snapped you back into reality.

huh?

tons of thoughts rush inside your head at once. did he find another fling? was it over? did he not feel the same?

“what?” you manage to stutter out. “you need to leave. how clearer can i get?” he grumbled. “what—what’s going on?” you reach a hand out, touching his back, making him recoil. “get out!”

his voice makes you jump, “just get out! i don’t want to see you anymore for christ sake.” you squint your eyes, “so you bust a quick nut and all of a sudden we’re done? really jason?” you jump out of his bed, quickly throwing on your clothes.

he had turn to you to say something but you had cut him off — the last thing you needed right now was to hear him say anything.

four weeks.

it’s been four weeks since you and jason had last spoken together since the…thing.

you would be considered a liar if you said you didn’t miss him. his warmth. his presence. his coc—

no! you couldn’t go back. you needed to let him know that you didn’t need him. most importantly, you needed to let yourself know that you didn’t need him.

so, no matter how many messages and calls you received from him, you had to fight the urge to give into him. but it hurt knowing that he could’ve found someone else to take your place.

that he never loved you.

arkham knight!jason who watched you for months before the cloudburst. you catch his attention as he tried to get familiar with Gotham after he left the asylum. maybe it was the way your hips swayed flawlessly as you walked or the way your breasts jiggled. whatever it was made him enamored.

arkham knight!jason who takes you in secretly. he feared that if scarecrow knew about you, you would become his test subject to his fear toxin. he keeps you in his bunker, bringing you the necessities.

you got comfortable with arkham knight!jason after a while. he even showed you the person under the mask when he was sure you weren’t a threat. on calm night, he’d strip down into nothing but his boxers, cuddling you as he stroked your hair whispering apologies for taking you.

arkham knight!jason was quick to fuck you through his mattress. your face was pushed into the pillow as his large hands held your hips up, helping him hit your spot at a better angle.

arkham knight!jason who fucked you so good you didn’t even think about leaving him. his cock hit your sensitive walls too beautifully for you to threaten him of escaping. his tongue was too skilled for you to even utter the words for leaving him. he made sure of it.

taglist ;; @worldsgreatestsinner

ARKHAM KNIGHT THOUGHT

the lock pick in your hand fumbles and falls out of your palm as you crouch in front of the last door until you saw freedom. "what are you doing, little bunny?" you freeze, your whole body suddenly not being able to move.

the heavy footsteps creep up on you. "i know my little bunny didn't want to leave me, did she?" he stops behind you. you slowly turn around, worried as you see a mini group of militia behind him. the arkham knight eyes the lockpick by your feet before picking it up, twirling it around in his fingers as he examines it.

"where did you get this, bunny?" he turns his head to you, his mask concealing his face. "answer me!" "i-i found it in one of the vents." you stutter. "one of my past bunnies must've left it." he pushes it in one of his many pockets, his attention on you again. "i'm feeling generous. don't disobey me again and we'll have a good day." he pulls you onto your feet again by your chin, his gloved index finger curled under your head.

"i have a meeting soon. i don't trust you to be on your own so you're coming with me." you looked down at your attire. you were wearing a red and black oversized sweater with some black socks. you weren't ready for a meeting. "i-i'm not wearing any good clothes." 'it'll do." he yanks you by your arm close to him.

"do we understand the basis of the mission?" the arkham knight's booming voice sounds throughout the whole room. the militia's eyes were all on you. the arkham knight was known for making abrupt decisions but him bringing you was unpredictable.

your plump ass was fit perfectly on his crotch. every time you tried to adjust your bare thighs on his rough military pants, you could feel his cock hardening. "i'm tired of you teasing me." he seethes in your ear before lifting the bottom of your sweater up to your waist. you hated that he never provided you with underwear. you were always walking around the quarters without any panties. but he loved it. he could take you whenever-wherever and no one could say anything.

he didn't care of how obvious he was being with you. he was so quick to pull out his cock from his fly before bending you over, plunging in you. "you see this?" he chuckles as he hears you whine. "this little bunny has tried to escape. we don't want that. do we, boys?" the room fills with 'no's. the arkham knight grips your waist as you grip his arms, needing to hold something as he abused your cunt in front of his soldiers.

"she's mine. if any of you touch her-shit!" he groans, throwing his head back as he slaps your ass. " you're 's fucking tight." he laughs before continuing his sentence. "if any of you touch her without my permission, i'll kill you." he pulls his gun from his side holder, pointing it around the room.

then his attention averts back to you. he would never admit to anyone but he's growing fond of you. every time he took you, he secretly took notes of what sent shivers down your spine, what made your walls flutter around his length. he yearned to make you feel good during intimate acts. so for you leave him after falling for you left a sick taste in his mouth. "say you love me." he begins to thrust harder. "you're-" he seethes, "you're all dismissed." he had taken notice of his men palming themselves at the sight of him taking you apart.

the men beeline out of the meeting room. most likely rushing to their bunkers to relieve themselves, storing this moment in their spank bank. "say it." his mask was now fully off, the 'J' scar saying hello to you. "i love you..." you moan. you felt a ring of arousal around the base of his cock as you both release, streams of hot white cum painting your walls. "kiss me." he pants. he couldn't get enough of you. he was insatiable.

he shoves his tongue down your mouth, the tip of his tongue not letting any part of your mouth be undiscovered. "you're not leaving me. i'm making sure of it." he pants, putting your cheek as he sees you drift off. "understand me?" you nod, your eyelids heavy. "good. 'cause fucking love you." he huffs, rubbing your ass before pulling out.

what happened to all the good jason todd smut…

I’M IN LOVE WITH A CRIMINAL ?!

ᡴꪫ summary . the rivaling rich billionaire's princess mingling with gotham terrorizer. what a headline for vicki vale.

ᡴꪫ includes? . red hood!jason, sionis!reader, rich girl life!reader, smutttttt, p-i-v intc*urse, cheesy but heartwarming relationship behavior, uhhh idk just read ho <3

"this is vicki vale reporting in Gotham News headquarters. Next story, Sionis' daughter involved with the enemy? Pictures caught the infamous Red Hood visiting on her balcony. is he using her for information? making her betray her own father?"

you turn the television down to hear your livid father on your phone. "my own daughter engaging with the enemy! i can't believe you!" you thought his voice couldn't get any louder but his tone conveyed his anger. "yes. yes, father. i know, I'm sorry."

you pace back and forth in your living room as the enemy has a smirk on his face, manspreading on the couch your father bought for you. your ear would be spared if it wasn't for the meddling crummy press. the red hood was a tantalizing human. getting what he wanted with his natural charm.

but you made it known that you knew nothing about your father's plan with his illegal weapons trade. you were just benefiting from the money he racked up.

"sorry, i gotta go." you end the call, dropping your phone on the coffee table. "geez," you card your hand through your hair, letting out a deep breath. "this what you wanted? for all of Gotham to know what i do in my free time?" his eyes rake up and down your body. "sorry princess, i thought i was bein' discreet with us." his smirk widens as his eyes halt at your hips.

"my father will be down my throat with this." you stand in front of him, hands of your hips. "come on. pretty. you're a grown woman. what's your daddy gonna do? stop you from seeing me?" amidst his sentence, his large hands rest on your waist, pulling you on his lap.

you roll your eyes. "you wanna throw me away for some dumbasses' opinion? i thought we had something. you wound me." he puts his hand up to his heart, feigning pain.

"look." you adjust yourself on his lap, earning a groan from his lips. "if we want to continue this, you're gonna have to do something with your appearance."

"you think i'm ugly?"

"no!" you swat at his chest. "i mean you can't keep coming to my place as red hood." his lips lock onto your neck, taking nips at your soft skin from time to time.

"jason, are you even listening to me?" you sigh. but not in anger, more as in a relief of pent-up tension. "yeah, ma. change up my appearance." he lets go of your neck with an exaggerated pop.

"good," his face lines up with yours as you both smile. in a flurry, you both are fighting for dominance on your couch. "come on, princess. you know you're gonna lose." he chuckles, pinning you down.

"come onn!" you whine. he laughs at your defeat, sitting on top of you. "who needs a shirt anyways?" he shrugs, lifting your shirt over your head, revealing your dark red bralette. "oh, i missed my girls." he jiggles your breasts. "jason, quit it!" you laugh. "what? i can't show them any love?" he stuffs his face in your cleavage, shaking his head. his stubble tinkles your skin, something you'll never miss. "okay, that's enough." you weakly push him off you.

his next target was your shorts, sliding them and your panties off, leaving you only in your bralette. "you shaved." he teases. "when do i not?" you send a calf into his side, an 'oof' coming out of him. "play nice, girl." his hands slip in between your thighs, fingertips gliding down your cunt. "fuckin' soaked." he chuckles under his breath. two of his fingers curl into you, something you'll never get used to.

the sounds of your slick sliding in and out of you brought a wide grin to his face. "think she's talkin' to me, baby." he groans, fastening his pace. "mm," you arch your back up a bit, unknowingly giving him more space for his fingers to fill.

"think your ready, baby?" he looks at you, tapping you on your cheek when you don't respond, too fucked out in ecstasy. "fuck-yes." he felt your cunt flutter around his digits, knowing that you wanted more.

without another word, jason moves out of his jeans and boxers, his cock springing free. a few dribbles of precum slip out from his slit, slowly sliding down his shaft. he pumps himself a few times before lining his tip up with your wanting hole. "ready?" you nod.

that's one thing you loved about him. he was always cautious if you were ready or not. he slowly pushes himself into you, letting you adjust to his size again. "fuck, baby." he groans, closing his eyes. after some time of sitting still, he thrusts into you, gradually getting faster. "oh god." he holds onto the armrest above your head for support.

you open your eyes, seeing his handsome face above you. from the array of scars on his face, the white fluff of hair, to the hook of his nose. he was the most beautiful thing you had ever saw.

he takes one of your legs and places it on your shoulder, giving him a better angle. "oh my-" your eyes rolling to the back of your skull, the pleasure becoming unbearable. unmeasurable. "please." you didn't even know what you were begging for, you just were. maybe for him to quicken or to go a little easier on you. you couldn't put your finger on it. but you knew it boosted his ego. "please what, princess?" he looks down, emerald eyes boring into yours. "fuck me." you say just over a whisper.

the last bit you restraint he had went away as his hips began to slam into yours. "god!" he grunts, looking down at where you two meet. he loved watching you take him. a beautiful scene that only he could see.

the band on your stomach was only one string away from breaking before your orgasm would wash over you. and from the way jason was fervorently thrusting inside of you, you could tell that he was chasing his own orgasm.

"come with me, baby." he slaps your hip, making you jolt. you bite your lip, your walls pulsing around his length. all the more signs to tell him that you came. his warm load painted your walls, emitting a sigh from you both.

the both of you sit in silence, catching your breath and relaying the moments that just happened. "how about i get rid of that 'sionis' name and make you a 'todd'?"

𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆!

🪽ᯓᡣ𐭩 dating two vigilante’s is already a mouthful, so much so, you’re not too shocked when you and jason give dick a little treat during his patrol ~♡

⋆˚࿔ FEATURING . . 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ JASON TODD & DICK GRAYSON X MALE! READER

° ᡣ𐭩 . ° . cw — ftm!reader, open relationship [dick grayson], cuckholding, phone sex, facetime, masterbation, some degradation, cumshot, jason is a hoe and dick is a shameless cuck.

[・:。author’s note ! 「 ✉️ 」・𓂃 ࣪˖ went off the rails with this one ngl, was kicking my feet the whole time too (*ﾉωﾉ) if willing, i’ll make a pt 2 for yall <3

still nothing yet.

dick grayson sat on the edge of the Wayne Industries building, gazing upon Gothem from an eagle’s eye. seemed like the criminals he usually decends upon decided to take it easy tonight, barely making a peep besides the typical bar fights and runaway children rebelling against their parents.

but it didn’t bother him much, after all, his patrol was nearly over with bruce and cass already out ‘n about the streets. dick will finally go home, to you and his stubborn brother jason fuckin’ todd.

none of you had any clue how the things went so off the rails, starting when you suggested to your boyfriend that you wanted to try and open the relationship. dick, while hesitant at first, decided to give it a go. surprisingly, it went pretty smooth. dick went off seeing other people just like you were, yet always coming home to each other just like before.

until, someone decided to take his golden opportunity.

it wasn’t a secret that jason had the hots for you, always taking the chances to talk to you while dick couldn’t grab his attention for shit as the vigilante was too lost in his conversation with you. “dick’s a lucky one alright..” he’d say so shamelessly.

so lucky, jason hops on your ass the moment he got a hint of your open relationship. you didn’t even stop the man and niether did dick, as things quickly escalated between you and the red hood. tonight being no exception.

rinnggg! rinnggg! dick’s phone jingles to you calling to facetime him, he picks up expecting to see your pretty face greeting him. and he did!

“hey prin!—“ “oh..oh fuck!”

there you were, on your back with cum already splattered all over your stomach, you’re whole body rocking up whatever soft surface you laid on from the unseen stranger’s cock pistoning in and out of your soaked cunt.

“sorry big bro, couldn’t wait another—shit!—second for ya..”

jason’s voice rasped into the speaker, drowning out your moans. dick stared, jaw agape and pants tighter then he remembered. despite listening to your hookups, he never actually watched you get your back blown out by another man. a high pitched whine snapped him back into reality, now you’re staring right at the camara with teary eyes and swollen, wet lips.

“nghh..dick..p-pwease come home! need you to..”

another harsh snap of jason’s hips knocked a moan out of you, as he grabbed a fistful of your hair and forced your face back towards the camara. towards dick. “need him to what? c’mon [name], sing it for dickie!”

he mocked as dick already shuffled his way into the staircase, frantically fishing his leaking cock out as you clenched around jay’s girth.

“fuckkk..jason you son of a—“ dick hissed, fucking his fist to the sight of your squirming in orgasm. your knees threatening to snap together, your face flushed in embarrassment yet arousal and those syrupy, pathetic eyes staring back at his. a sight straight out of some fucked up porn for a guy with a cucking fetish.

“woah there! look at that dick..i think you’re little boyfriend’s into this, right? you brazen little minx?!”

jason’s breathy laugh of amusement harmonized with your hiccups and sobs as you creamed all over the red hood’s cock, his girth wet and coated in white as he slowed his thrusts down. dick, turned on yet aggravated that another man made you cum, threw his head back against the wall as he reached his own orgasm.

“[name], baby..look at me, please, look at me while i cum..! shit!”

dick let out a broken groan as ropes of white landed on his phone screen and onto the floor, yet he still was hard as a fucking rock. what didn’t help was that when he looked back at the facetime, you were already on all fours, ass up with your leaking pussy ready to be fucked once again.

“you might wanna hurry up, or i’ll fuck him raw again.”

jason chuckled as dick sprinted through the dark sky, already around the corner to get some well deserved payback. see who’s laughing still once you’re stuffed full of your man’s cock with the paramour watching.

© porcalinecunt 🪽ᯓᡣ𐭩ྀི do not steal, translate, or use my work and claim as your own.

𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐅 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑!

🪽ᯓᡣ𐭩 jason meets a single father, desperate for a chance at love again. little did you know, you’re right up his alley! ~

⋆˚࿔ FEATURING . . 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ JASON TODD X MALE! READER

° ᡣ𐭩 . ° . cw — ftm!reader, dilf!reader, red hood! jason in mind, age gap [reader is in his 30s while jason is 23] mentions of divorce, sexting, doggy style, implied size differences, breeding, jason wants to knock you up so bad omfg

[・:。author’s note ! 「 ✉️ 」・𓂃 ࣪˖ this was lowkey a little self indulgent but can you blame me? no. now shush and enjoy <3

ᥫ᭡. — jason todd never really cared about his dating life, and really why should he? getting blown up, resurrected and busting some heads open keeps a man busy! if he’s not dealing with black mask’s goons or the bat himself, you can find him in the nearest diner enjoying his own company. that is of course..until he laid eyes on you.

ᥫ᭡. — alone and pretty, you sat at the bar stood a couple feet away from him. staring down at the empty pit of your dark coffee, you’re heart heavy and tears threatening to spill out. jason, while having a hard outer, still had a little heart to scotch over and struck up small talk with you. after all, he did say it himself that he is a good listener! after some innocent chatter, you finally allowed the friendly face to fall and began to vent to the stranger. you’re recent yet messy divorce from your ex-husband, the juvenile drama he brought, the exhausting routine of juggling work with your daughter—wait. you had a daughter?! jason eyes widened, finally allowing himself the realization. you were one hell of a dilf! <3

ᥫ᭡. — despite being nearly a decade apart in age, you looked so damn good. tired eyes peering upwards at him with that adorable, gentle smile. fuck, you were so small compared to him. he could’ve easily picked you up and threw you over his huge shoulders and just take you away, back to his place. his bed. he couldn’t stop the lewd images from flooding his head, you taking his girth in that pretty mouth or face down while he dicked you down doggy style. you’d make the prettiest noises while he breeds your pretty pussy full, only to flip you onto your back and ass fuck you until you ruin the sheets.

ᥫ᭡. — fuck it. he thought to himself as you walked out of the diner happier then before, and with his number too! the next few weeks, every text the vigilante sent you made you feel more in love then your last marriage could’ve gave you. of course, the conversation didn’t stay innocent for long. soon, jason began to open his texts to pictures of you in the sexiest lingerie, you’re legs spread open to show off your needy cunt. strip tease pictures at your workplace’s restrooms in your uniform, and the audios…you’d send him a particularly lewd audio of you fucking yourself with one of your many sex toys you’ve stashed away, moaning jason’s name and begging him to come over and satiate your neglected desires. safe to say, he drove like a madman to your house the next night your daughter is with a sitter.

“o-oh jason! don’t stop please..!”

just like the way he wanted, you face down and ass high up for him to fuck your cunt stupid while you moaned like a bitch in heat. your cute cheeks were littered with his giant handprints from his harsh spankings. you were fuckin’ perfect.

“mm keep talking baby, takin’ me so well like a good little boy yeah?”

jason knew the comedic irony of calling you, an older man, a little boy. yet the name made you clench around his girth with a sigh of pleasure leaking through your drooling lips. you loved that name, a lot. something that snapped the rope of control in two, unleashing an insatiable nature that only existed in his disgusting fantasies.

jason pulled out, grabbing you by your upper body before practically manhandling you onto your back. before you could even make a noise, the young man pressed his whole weight against yours and sunk his cock into you until he was already balls deep. taking it from behind was a challenge in itself, yet he outdid himself once again as a strained moan tore itself out of your throat.

“shhh..” jason’s shushes tickled your ear, drowning out your shakey whines. “relax baby, can’t fuck a baby in you if your squirmin’ like that.”

oh..oh shit. it was enough to have you clench around his girth as he snapped his hips against yours with an unforgiving pace. a pace that spoke more then whatever came out of his mouth. nothing but promises of another baby, a sibling for your little girl from a man you met in a diner not long ago.

“just like that! like that ja..son! oh god!”

nails raked against the bare skin of his back as your felt that familiar yet distant feeling of your orgasm inching closer and closer, eyes rolled to your brain as jason kept spewing out profanities and coos of faux sympathy.

“shiiit, can’t believe you’re husband left you baby. i would’ve knocked you up every chance i got, treat you like a damn prince..”

he was right, you’re husband never gave you sex this good nor did he spoke such words that went straight into your cunt. every praise, every groan and grunt jason let out pushed you closer and closer..until you finally snapped.

“j-ja-SON! MMM FUCK!”

you gushed all over the vigilante’s cock as he painted your pussy white, breeding you until you couldn’t hold another drop in. the pleasure could’ve damn well nearly killed you as you laid there near unconscious and panting like a dog. jason, however, was only getting started.

“don’t think i’m done with you yet boy..it ain’t over till you’re kid has a sibling.”

© porcalinecunt 🪽ᯓᡣ𐭩ྀི do not steal, translate, or use my work and claim as your own.

j.t. | smutty scenario

pairing: titans!jason todd x fem!reader

an: just a little bit of ✨S P I C E✨

warnings: smut, begging, bad writing.

jason was eating you out like a man STARVED. flicking your clit with his tongue, his middle and ring fingers deep inside you, brushing by your cervix every once in awhile.

jason curled his fingers inside you, pressing on that spot that made your eyes role to the back of your head, “jay! i’m gonna cum…” your voice barely above a whisper, but loud enough for him to hear.

he saw an opportunity and took it, pulling his fingers out of your pussy and stopping all movement of his mouth.

you get up, obviously pissed that he stopped, “what the fuck? why’d you stop?” you whined, jason smirks, “you wanna cum, beg for it.”

“…i’m not in the fucking mood.” and this little cocky shit goes, “well, i guess you’re not cumming tonight.” he shrugs, as if this bitch doesn’t have the biggest hard on- 💀🤚🏻

you pout, finally giving into what he wanted of you, “please…” it’s like your pride held you back from saying what you wanted, and of course that isn’t enough for jason, “i’m gonna need more babe.”

rolling your eyes, even though you kinda enjoyed begging, “please jay, please make me cum, i need it…”

jason, finally satisfied with your answer, smirked once again and gave you what you wanted.

before you know it, his fingers are back inside you, and his tongue is back on your clit. “fuck! mmm feels so good-“ that familiar pressure returns and you’re on cloud nine.

fuck im bad at endings- 💀

also inspired by one of @smellslikemultifandomimagines amazing head-cannons!

I need help finding a fic series on tumblr

So, a while ago I read this series on tumblr where the reader was with Tim Drake or Damien Wayne (probably Tim but I can't remember), and they had been together for a while, but he didn't think sex was important in their relationship, so they never did anything even remotely sexual. So fast forward to when he's telling Dick and Jason about this and they're like "seriously?" and Jason is all like "she probably feels like she isn't good enough for you, did you even think about that?" yadda yadda. Anyways, he eventually catches Y/N or reader or oc, WHATEVER, the girlfriend, he catches her and Jason having sex on the Batcomputer, and is like disgusted like "how could she like being treated like this?" blah blah. Anyways he watches them and sees them say "I love you" after they're done, and he leaves and doesn't tell them he knows. Fast forward a couple weeks (I think) and Tim (or Damien) is noticing that she's pregnant, doesn't say anything, and I'm almost certain it turns into a dark!Tim thing with Jason and reader still secretly together.

PLEASE TELL ME IF SOMEONE KNOWS WHERE I CAN FIND THIS!!!!!

if you find this, can you please comment the name and author or tag me on the fic because I read it a while ago and all the time for like over a year, maybe two, I've been wanting-- no NEEDING to reread it and see if it was finished and just escape from reality because it was MAGNIFICENT.

Please and thank you.

the post i saw directly after this one is so accurate for when i see this photo

@deviouz thank you for voicing my thoughts

Jason Todd with an unzipped hoodie by Nick Robles

This song makes me sad, but I came up with some ideas for imagines.

•Content warnings: none that I can think of (warn me if there is)

•Summary: Jason finds you wearing his clothes

• SUGGESTIVE CONTENT MINORS DNI!!! •

Jason had been away on a mission for a few days. You were sitting alone at home, bored. He was supposed to come back later that day so you decided to kill two birds with one stone and get rid of your boredom by preparing a surprise for your boyfriend.

You got out of bed, walked towards your shared closet and picked up one of Jason's helmets, one of his leather jacket and his favourite set of lingerie of yours.

After putting it all on you stood in front of your bedroom mirror, taking the ensamble in and thinking about how to pose for the "I miss you" text you were planning on sending.

You were too busy lost in your thoughts, posing for your phone so you didn't hear your front door opening and Jason coming into the apartment. He walked towards your bedroom to greet you but stopped in his tracks at the door and looked at you for a few moments before speaking up "What's the special occasion?"

You got slightly startled but quickly threw your phone on the bed and went to give him a welcome hug.

He hugged you back and asked again "What's up with the outfit, hon?"

"I wanted to give you a surprise"

"You did" He said, moving his hands down to grab your waist "Now can you take that helmet off? I want to kiss my girlfriend properly"

You obliged and took it off and placed it carefully on a nearby shelf. You took his face in your hands and kissed him softly. He deepened the kiss, moving his hands up and down your torso, going to your ass and back to your waist. His mouth travelled from your lips to your neck and then your collarbones. He kept going lower until he was kneeling on the floor in front of you, leaving kisses on your stomach and over your panties while muttering praises "You're wearing my favourite.." "Got all pretty for me" "I missed you so much, love"

Needless to say his clothes didn't last long on either of your bodies

I don't know what's with me and leaving things half written 🤩

I’m thinking a few things about these two… Anyone have a guess? I might even make a post out of these two… MAYBE. Because these two just give me the same vibes, and I don’t know why.

IDFC if I’m late. This girl is amazing.

Listen to me kat, dick & Jason tag team where the just tease you like can u imagine how much of a menace both of them together would be?

SHARING IS CARING FEATURING JASON TODD AND DICK GRAYSON

DESCRIPTION: just a threesome with your fave brothers <3

WORD COUNT: 1898

CONTENTS: threesome, edging, vibrator use, praise, degradation, mocking, orgasm denial, oral (giving + receiving), mandhandling, throat fucking, spit roasting, overstim, afab reader, fem reader, cervix fucking, squirting, mating press, unprotected sex (no cumming inside tho), unedited

A/N: this ended up not following the prompt at all oops

“look jay, she’s trembling.” dick coos out, tone dripping with mockery as he looks down at you. 

you’re currently splayed out on the bed, hands tied to the bed frame, leaving you helpless and at the mercy of the two men. you’re stripped bare, heated and needy body writhing on the bed sheets, desperate for their touches. 

a vibrator rests against your drooling cunt, pressing against your sensitive clit and making you buck your hips up, humping against the air. 

“oh, poor thing. how're you feeling baby?” jason sports a fake pout on his face, before breaking out in a smirk. 

“need- need you please,” you can barely gasp it out, moans interrupting every syllable. “wanna cum!”

“oh, hear that, dick? she needs us. isn’t she adorable?” jason ignores you completely, instead turning to address dick. 

“the cutest. come on, we’ve teased her long enough haven't we?” the vibrator shuts off with a click of the remote in dick’s hand. 

you inwardly rejoice inside, knowing that dick was about to stop the torture that you’ve been enduring. the torture, of course, being the fact that one of the brothers would stop the toy the moment you neared orgasm, bringing you to the edge and back for what has felt like an eternity. breaking your mind and melting your sensibility away until you were nothing but a needy mess. 

the bed dips beneath dick’s weight as he settles near the edge of the bed, positioning himself near your dripping slit. his hand picks up the small toy and tosses it on the bedside table, before turning his attention back to you. 

two calloused fingers trace through your folds, making a broken sob escape your lips.

“look how wet she is, jay. our princess is so perfect.” dick holds up the fingers, now shiny with your slick. jason steps forward before grabbing dick’s wrist, wrapping his lips around the digits and sucking it clean. the younger male lets out a hum of satisfaction before replying.

“she sure is, so sweet too.”

“is that so? i want a taste…” dick trails off the end of his sentence, now focused on repositioning his body as close to your sex as possible.

the way the two were talking about you like you weren’t even there- like you were just some sex object- turned you on incredibly, making the heat inside you triple. 

dick changes his kneeling position to a laying one, his stomach against the bed as he presses his face into your cunt, hands gripping your thighs and resting them against his broad shoulders.  

your thighs clasps around his head the moment you feel his tongue against your folds. his nose bumps against your clit, racking your spine with shivers. 

dick flattens his tongue, lapping at your sopping cunt before pushing his tongue into your fluttering hole. you wished you could tangle your hair into his raven locks, but the only thing you could do to ground yourself was press your nails into your palm. your eyes close shut as whimpers and babbles pour out of you.

dick’s tongue presses against your walls, an obscene slurping noise erupting out as he savors your juices. 

you can hear shuffling in the room before feeling a tugging at your wrists. you open your eyes to see jason loosening your bonds.

“you can’t have all the fun, dickie bird. don’t be selfish.” he tutts out. 

jason lets the rope drop to the floor, motioning dick to move while he repositions you. 

jason scoops up your body in his arms, lifting you off the mattress with no effort at all. he turns his body, dropping you onto your stomach. you let out a gasp at the sudden impact. 

jason clicks his tongue. “turn to me sweetheart.” 

you follow his orders. your head was now leaning over the side of the bed, laying across the mattress.

“alright, now open that pretty mouth for me.”

you obey him once more, parting your lips and letting your tongue stick out. jason places the pad of his thumb on your muscle, and you instinctively close your mouth around him, sucking at the digit. 

“fuck.” jason groans out, feeling his cock throb at your obedience. he removes the finger, hands now working at freeing himself from his cargo pants.

dick now occupies the space behind you, kneeling on the floor as he dives into your cunt once more. dick inserts two fingers into your dripping sex, making a scissoring motion and stretching you out. you bite your lips to keep down the wanton cry trying to escape your throat.

dick’s lips wrap around your bud, sucking it and making your kick your legs up. the older brother uses his older hand to grab your ankles, bringing them together and pushing them against your lower back. the pads of his fingers curl up against your sweet spot, a place that both brothers have long since memorized. 

your head drops down as you moan, before jason grips your chin and redirects your point of view. his other hand is pumping his girthy cock, the tanned tip of it shines with a drop of precum. the sight makes your mouth water. 

jason’s hand moves to your cheeks, squishing it and making you open for him. he slides the head of his cock against your lips, slathering the salty pre all over it. your tongue peeks out once again to lick it up.

“god, such a perfect little slut we got here.” jason laughs out. “open wide, sweetheart.”

the second your lips part enough, jason slides his cock inside. groaning as the feeling of your warm mouth envelopes him. your tongue runs along his shaft, gliding along his pulsing veins. 

he reels his hips back before inching in again, this time making sure the tip of his cock reached the back of your throat. you gagged slightly, your jaw already aching from the size of him. your nose pressed against his pelvis, his pubes tickling your nose. jason smells of musk and cigarettes- pinewood and ash. the epitome of masculinity. your hands leave their place beside you to grip onto jason’s thighs, your nails slightly digging into the toned flesh. 

dick’s fingers continue to drag against your walls, wet slapping noises adding to the cacophony of filth in the room. his fingers are long and thick, easily reaching places inside you that you could never even dream to. dick smiles against your cunt as he feels your fingers fluttering against his digits. 

“i think she’s gonna cum, jay. our baby’s gonna make a mess, yeah?” he chuckles out, before going back to tasting you.

you could only nod your head, your mouth stuffed full as jason thrusts his cock in and out of your face. tears prick your eyes from the overwhelming sensations, body erupting in goosebumps. 

your orgasm hits you hard, like you ran full speed into a brick wall. the sensitivity from your previous denied orgasms making your climax much stronger. flames engulfed your body as you twitched and writhed on the bed. tears fall freely from your face, streaking your cheeks. 

jason huffs out strained sighs as you moaned against his cock, making vibrations buzz along the shaft. your nails are now fully digging into his thighs, making crescent marks behind. 

jets of your juices squirted out, soaking dick’s face and fingers. dick continues to lap at your cunt, making you tremble under him.

you try to shout out “too much!” but it’s muffled by jason’s cock. 

dick continues until he’s certain he’s gathered all of your essence, before standing up and making eye contact with jason. he sucks at each of his digits, cleaning them off and releasing them with a loud pop. jason smiles in response, winding his fingers into your hair to fuck into you faster. 

behind you, dick releases himself from his pants, as well. after stepping out of his boxers and sweats, he grips your hips: lifting your bottom half up and repositioning you into a kneeling position.

he grabs his cock and aligns himself with you, sinking in with a groan. you were still wet and sensitive from your previous orgasm, your walls clamping down against him as he inched his way inside. 

“pussy’s sucking me in, i can’t get enough.” he huffs out. 

dick draws his hips back, before slamming it back into you, the tip of his cock pressing against your cervix. his hands have a harsh grip onto your waist, using it to pull you back into his thrusts. each ram of his cock inside you knocks the air from your lungs,

it feels like your body is on fire, your veins like electricity and constantly sending sparks that are melting your brain. the overstimulation is so much, you feel like your body is about to give out at any second. your body feels fuzzy and you want to sink into the bed. 

dick picks up a steady rhythm, the clap of his pelvis against your red ass echoing through the room. beads of sweat drip from his forehead as he focuses on angling his head to hit your soft spot. when he does, you keen. dragging your nails down jason’s thighs, which makes him hiss.

jason releases himself from your mouth, a string of drool connecting it back to your lips. his hand pumps at his cock, before his balls tightened and he shoots his seed on the ground. 

jason’s chest heaves as he catches his breath, falling back into the recliner behind him. his eyes hazed over as he just enjoys the show before him.

dick pulls his cock out from you, using his grip on your waist to flip you over once again and pull you closer. you’re now centered on the bed, back on your back again.

dick’s hands move to the back of your thighs, pushing them up and pressing them against your chest. he bullies his cock into you again, and you swear you could feel his cock in your throat at this angle. 

his pace was fast this time, hips knocking against yours, cock pummeling in and out of your cunt, head positioned right at your soft spot everytime. he had you seeing stars, white fuzz blurring your vision. his violent rams had slick splashing out of your pussy, coating his abs and cock, and dirtying the sheets under you. drool was dripping from your lips, you being too fucked stupid to even notice.

your thighs started shaking under his grip, eyes rolling back into your head. his hand targeted your clit, rubbing circles on the sensitive bud.

you let out a shuddered cry as you came again, back arched against the bed and hands gripping onto the sheets. pussy once again soaking his cock. aftershocks wracked your body, with you trembling under him. 

you whimpered as dick slid out of you, tears falling rapidly again from the sensitivity. dick followed jason’s actions, pumping himself to completion and spilling himself onto your stomach. 

“hey, it’s okay, pretty girl.” dick shushes you, wiping away your tears. he peppers kisses all over your face, hoping to calm you down.

jason leaves the room to start a bath, the sound of the faucet running audible from the conjoined bathroom. dick scoops you up into his arms, pressing you against his built chest.

“let’s take care of you, shall we?”

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◜Dad! Jason Headcanons ◞

          ┊ ᝰ﹕Characters : dad!jason todd x latino vigilant! Reader

          ┊ ᝰ﹕Summary: recently I saw a post from @super-marvel-dc here on Tumblr where she said her headcanons of Jason being a father of a big family, and it inspired me a lot! So I decided to share some of the crazy things that had been on my mind for a while about this. If you like this maybe it could become a series

(Link to the initial post by @super-marvel-dc, )

          ┊ ᝰ﹕Theme : nothing but fluffy and google translate english

- You and Jason had already been married for about two years, things were stable and happy for both of you, taking into account your busy vigilante lives.

- The first child to be adopted was Naomi, who was found when she was just 3 years old abandoned in the alley of crime, and since then you and Jason have had her as your daughter

- Shortly afterwards, things got complicated with a completely unplanned and surprising pregnancy, after all, after the incident, Jason thought he could not even have biological children,and nine months later you had twins Holden and Skyler

- Shortly after two years, a little boy named Austin had been rescued by the Gotham police after a major attack caused by the Black Mask, having arrested the culprit Jason felt the responsibility of taking the boy in

-And then came the twins Savannah and Aspen, who were adopted after a Wayne gala in support of Gotham Orphanage, the big surprise for everyone was Jason and Y/n adopted two of the children instead of Bruce

- After that came Hazel, a little girl who had been purposely abandoned at the mall by her mother.

- and then we had river, a boy from a troubled family who lived in the alley of crime, and with him little darcy who was protected by river while her parents were too busy spending all their money on drugs

- And that was how the simple routine maintained by two people over five years together, in less than three years multiplied, becoming a family of eleven people

- At first things were chaotic but over time a routine was established, Fridays were reserved for friends, Saturdays for meetings and Sundays for family.

- Jason despite initially being terrified of fatherhood and literally shaking with fear, things changed in a short time, this man read every book on pregnancy, fatherhood and positive parenting he could find, he watched vlogs and tips on YouTube and Instagram from mothers and fathers on how to care for and educate their children, and I say with conviction that he has become an incredible father and making it his personal mantra to become the father he wishes he had had

- because you have children of different ethnicities, you reserved one day a week with us. traditional cuisine dinner, holidays with foods typical of each place, you made sure your children knew about their respective cultures and origins

- As a Latina by blood and raised in a Latin neighborhood in Gotham, you made sure your children learned your native language (Portuguese or Spanish, you choose lol), in addition to obviously the house being always filled with cultural music and food

- Speaking of home, in a short time you had to exchange your beautiful industrial loft in the center of Gotham for a large farm-style house that was about 40 minutes from Gotham, after all, you refused to raise your children in the chaos that was that city. by the way, don't tell bruce but you and jason had to accept many jobs in addition to surveillance and batman's rules to be able to pay for everything, but for the comfort of your children it was worth it

- Since the family grew abruptly, visits to the mansion became less frequent, but you and the children still visited at least once a month, especially when you needed a free babysitter. It is worth mentioning that for a long time they will be the butt of jokes on family holidays due to the large number of children

- You keep the life of vigilantes away from the children's reality, they don't even know about their second identities because you feel better knowing that you are keeping them away from this world, despite this you both agree that you will bring the truth to light when they are old enough

- Despite not wanting anyone anywhere near a gun or robin uniform, they all know self-defense and some type of fight or sport.

- An additional thing is that Jason sees himself on the river a lot, especially when he was younger, and that's why he always tries to be a present for him.

-Meanwhile Austin is the little version of Dick which makes Jason wish for death many times while you just laugh at the whole situation finding it hilarious, and all of this gets worse after I give Austin gymnastics lessons which results in Jason taking his son away from him. you from the roof of the house after ending up stuck in one of the tiles.

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◜Family Todd Verse ◞

After the repercussion of my headcanons about Dad Jason, I decided to create a universe from him and publish it for the rest of us. I have the intention of creating, in addition to headcanons, some scenarios that involve the family and possibly some social media au .

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◜𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐖𝐞 𝐌𝐞𝐭 ◞

          ┊ ᝰ﹕Characters : Dad! Jason Todd x Vigilant! Reader

          ┊ ᝰ﹕Summary : My first Todd FamilyVerse post and I'm really excited about it, the following posts will follow the results of the poll previously posted here on my profile. I'm going to consider this a chapter so it will tell about how Y/N and Jason met and it will be divided into two parts, this is the first of them, I hope you like it <3

          ┊ ᝰ﹕Word Count : 527

          ┊ ᝰ﹕Theme : a little angst, difficult childhood and "mention" of death

During her 12 long years of life, Y/N knew only one reality: that of an assassin, molded into this destiny since the age of 12 when she became a hired killer and a small pet for the black mask, living on the crime alley streets, surviving on stolen wallets and leftover food. Then, they appeared, her mothers, the most functional dysfunctional family Y/N had ever known, the only family she had. Despite being crazy, thieves, and ecoterrorists, they cared for her as a daughter, despite the circumstances. Being raised by the sirens of Gotham had its advantages.

Some children, greatly admiring their parents, dream of following in their footsteps, and with Y/N, there was no difference, except that her steps would lead to becoming an internationally wanted thief at the age of seventeen. Well, let's say Batman didn't approve of the paths her life was taking and always kept a watchful eye on her actions. Despite this, things were going well until she met him.

He was 5'5, with the bluest eyes she had ever seen and an impulsive and cheeky personality. They hated each other, not because they were enemies, but because they were so alike. It all started with a confrontation while Catwoman was once again robbing Gotham's museum. Y/N, better known as Copycat, was the great distraction. Batman knew Selina's moves well enough to let Robin go in his place, and then they met and fought. It would be an understatement to say that Robin took only a small beating. Since then, they hated each other for every minute after that, but despite denying it to death, they enjoyed it, the hatred, the fights, and the provocations. They counted the minutes to meet again, always claiming that the reason was revenge.

By some twist of fate or just his irony, Y/N was there, sitting on the edge of some Gotham gargoyle. It wasn't a good day; in fact, it was the complete opposite. And then, suddenly, he's there behind her, the green and red uniform a bit stained, and a paper bag in his hands. She knew he was there, but she didn't even have the energy to start a fight or provoke. Somehow, he knew that. So, he just sat there in silence, opening the bag and taking something out, surprising Y/N with a sandwich. She initially refused, but he just ignored it and left the sandwich in her hands until she gave up and just surrendered, taking a few bites. They remained seated in silence with the sounds of Gotham's night in the background. What was supposed to be a rare event began to happen frequently until one day, silence was replaced by single words, and then sentences, and finally, deep conversations where they lost themselves in time.

They were alike, children with difficult and traumatic pasts adopted by people of questionable psychological character. They both knew what it was like to fight for survival and the difficulties they had faced. Thus, they went from enemies to friends and then to something more. They knew and trusted each other despite the masks and codenames.

But things wouldn't be good forever. On that night, he didn't show up, so Y/N decided to look for him. He was on top of Wayne Enterprises, but that wasn't the same Robin she knew. He was different, agitated, and anxious. He told her about his fight with Batman and his plan to go after the Joker. She tried to stop him, but it was too late; he was determined. She tried to convince him, but the voices got louder and more disturbed. Tears flowed down her domino mask as she turned her back on him and walked away. The next day, she wanted to resolve things and apologize. She went to the gargoyle, their place, and sat there, waiting. But hours turned into days, days into weeks, weeks into months, and months into years, but he never came back.

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◜𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 & 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐬 & 𝐒𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐬◞

          ┊ ᝰ﹕For a long time, I’ve had this playlist about Jason that I created based on some specific universes and scenarios, and now I associate all of them with him and specific situations. Anyway, I decided to share a little about it with you.

          ┊ ᝰ﹕The following words were written by a woman with insomnia during an anxiety-filled and obsessive night about Jason Todd.

♧ Electric Love

This song makes me feel like I'm in a specific scenario where Jay and the reader are just riding a motorcycle on one of their outings through Gotham, without any specific destination. I imagine the sun setting and giving way to the city lights at night while they just speed off towards nowhere.

♤ Go To Hell

This one is a bit more specific to the Vigilante universe. It happens right after they meet again following Jay’s death and all the drama of Red Hood vs. Batman. Jason rejoins the team, but the reader has already moved on or at least tries to, despite Jason's constant presence by their side. So, after a successful mission, they decide to have a happy hour with some of the older team members like Babs, Dick, Luke, and Kate. The reader ends up meeting one of their flings while Jason ends up drinking too much. I feel this song is exactly what’s going through his head the whole time.

♧ End Game

First of all, I’d like to make it clear that this song is definitely the song for Jason and Vigilante. There simply isn’t a better definition of them than this. Okay, just imagine Jay alongside another vigilante with a turbulent past and questionable morals, who is equal to or worse than him in ruthlessness. They simply become the royalty of Gotham’s underworld. Criminals would shudder just hearing about them because they know how bad they were separately, but together, they are completely unbeatable.

♤ Adiós

This one is short and quite similar to Electric Love, but different at the same time. In this, Jason and the vigilante are riding a motorcycle through Gotham, the reader on the back while Red Hood pops a wheelie on the wet asphalt of rainy Gotham. That night, there was a small breakout in one of the smaller prisons, nothing as serious as Arkham but still dangerous. So, the whole team spreads out across the city looking for the criminals. The adrenaline is strong while shooting at criminals at high speed, and Jason’s hand on your thigh to congratulate you on a job well done.

♧ Love Me Harder

This one is extremely specific and also takes place in the Vigilante universe. Jay and the reader were sent on a mission to Tokyo, which wasn’t uncommon as they had to travel frequently. They end up staying in a cheap hotel that served as a great hideout for them. By this point, they are already a couple. In fact, I feel this is where things change for both of them in their relationship. The mission ends well and ahead of schedule, but they decide to stay and enjoy the beauty of Tokyo, going out at night, trying foods, or buying silly things at fairs, just being young and in love on a trip without any external worries.

♤ Harleys In Hawaii

This story happens when Jason, finally, after much insistence from the reader, decides to take a vacation. And nothing is better than a hotel in Hawaii, in which Bruce is one of the partners, far away from Gotham and vigilantism. So, the next two weeks are summarized by boat rides along the coast, diving, hiking, and romantic seaside encounters with a tanned Jason, with his sculpted and tattooed body under the Hawaiian sun.

♤ Dark Paradise

This story takes place in two scenarios at the same time, where the reader is a classical dancer. The reader is in their dance studio, rehearsing late at night to relax and relieve the weight of their feelings. "Dark Paradise" plays on the sound system while they spin and leap around the mirrored room, but their mind travels to the previous night, where another Wayne gala took place. All the pomp and candlelight created an ethereal atmosphere with Jason there. He hated balls but knew the reader would be present. So, there he was, in a well-tailored suit, his eyes fixed on the reader as they entered the ballroom, almost hypnotically. The rest of the night was filled with tension and small "accidental" touches everywhere.

♧ Valentine

This is a simple yet extremely cute story, where Jay takes the reader to a carnival that was passing through Gotham that weekend. And it is nothing but intoxicatingly cute. They go through all the rides, and Jay makes sure to win the biggest teddy bear at the shooting gallery. They eat junk food and laugh idiotically as they walk, with Jay’s strong arms around the reader’s shoulders. They end the night on the Ferris wheel, having a perfect view of Gotham's lights. When they head back home, their hands are full of prizes and photos taken in photo booths.

♤ Marry You

This story came about because of a one-shot I read here once and simply could never get out of my head (I really don’t remember the author’s name, but if you know, please leave the name of this heaven-sent angel in the comments). The scenario is basically this: Jay and the vigilante are on a mission in Vegas, and things almost get out of control, but it ends with a "if we survive, will you marry me?". And they do survive. They look for a chapel the next day, wearing simple clothes and nothing but each other and an Elvis-dressed officiant. For them, it is simply perfect. Everything happens with lots of smiles and loving gazes. Afterward, they just enjoy the Vegas gambling and casinos (let’s completely ignore the song lyrics, okay? Just feel the vibe).

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