꒰ content ꒱ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ jason todd x fem!reader, smut? idk man, not proofread
“Jason, please," you whine into your phone. It's connected to his comms. You can hear his heavy grunts and the bodies of goons slamming to the ground.
All that only made you wetter and more desperate.
Now you have needs. Needs that Jason can’t always take care of from miles away. That’s fine. You have your trusted pink vibrator. Expect this time it decided to give out in the middle of it all. You'd been thinking of Jason while you played around, thinking about how he'd whisper filthy things into your ear, all while somehow still being so sweet and careful. him trying not to crush you when all you needed was for him to do just that. it was all you could think about while you were on the phone with him, your body buzzing with need. You want your man to crush you.
"i need you," you beg, all sense of shame gone. Your fingers play around with your clit, but god, none of it—not even your beloved vibrator—had or will ever compare to your boyfriend.
He's panting on the other side. though, for completly diffrent reasons. "fuck, sweetheart, you know i cant—
"Then talk me through it," you argue.
"I'm fighting criminals, theres nothin' sexy about it." he grumbles. "Just a bit longer?" then, he lowers his voice. "please, baby?"
Nothing sexy his ass. As if any of that mattered when he has you talking to him so wonderfully.
"Fuck you, todd," you mutter, not really meaning it.
"Later," he says as he—you think—swings at someone becasue you hear a crack.
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Summary - They believe that you are fighting and try to make it up to you- only to find out you aren’t fighting.
Characters - Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd
Bruce Wayne
⭐︎ You and Bruce don’t fight often, which is why it makes it such a dire situation to Bruce.
⭐︎ Your fights are usually quiet ones, a comment here or there but no yelling or shouting. Bruce isn’t an explosive man, his irritation and anger runs cold. You match his energy in a way that is both good and bad, especially when you are fighting.
⭐︎ It had started with you getting angry at him getting home late from patrol. He was irritated at first that you seemed to disregard the people who needed him. Then after a few days he calm down enough to see it from your perspective.
⭐︎ Bruce Wayne is someone who believes that actions speak louder than words so he calls up your favorite florist and sends multiple bouquets of your favorite flowers to your office.
⭐︎ He is slightly nervous to talk to you since you have been a little distant after your fight. Multiple times on the walk to your office he messing with his tie, just to give himself something to do to sieve off the anxiety.
⭐︎ You are looking at the note he told the florist to write when he knocks on your door. Your smile is radiant as you look over at him, no trace of irritation or anger on your face to be seen.
⭐︎ Bruce feels like he did a good job when you walk over to kiss him. He hasn’t had too much contact with you for a couple days since he was keeping his distance so he welcomes your touch like a man starved.
“What is this for?” You ask after pulling back from kissing him. “Did I miss something?”
Bruce blinks down at you in confusion, “You were upset with me about arriving home late, I am sorry for worrying you.”
A look of confusion crosses your face before you start laughing.
“The whole time you thought I was upset with you?” You stop laughing to give himself something a soft look. “I’m sorry Love, I was busy with work so you must have thought I was ignoring you.”
Bruce feels sheepish now that he got the situation wrong. “You don’t need to apologize for my misunderstanding-”
You kiss him mid sentence, cutting him off.
“The flowers are perfect don’t apologize.”
Dick Grayson
⭐︎ Dick would like to think that you don’t argue often and you agree except for the constant back and forth of him stretching himself too thin and putting everyone’s needs over his.
⭐︎ The fight happens when he misses a date because they needed his help in Gotham. He had left you a note and a text about it. There was a lot of apologies in both. But when he got back to his apartment all the lights were off and you were gone.
⭐︎ Your fights are usually conversations, there isn’t yelling involved unless it’s really bad. You always wanted to talk things out rather than just leaving them lie. So you leaving without talking about it made him scared.
⭐︎ Dick is a little desperate when he feels like he is being left. There’s an involuntary coil of dread that settles in his stomach every time. He always needs to make it right as soon as possible, he can’t wait because he is afraid of never seeing you again.
⭐︎ So he runs down to the 24 hour convince store a block down from his apartment to get, admittedly, a lot of your favorite candy. Then he breaks into the florist shop across the street to grab a premade bouquet of flowers, he makes sure to leave them money plus a little extra because he broke in.
⭐︎ He is stressing himself out the whole way to your apartment. The thought that you won’t have the window unlocked like usual crosses his mind. He imagines you locking him out and refusing to even see him.
⭐︎ When Dick knocks on your window at 2am you open it up with sleep still in your eyes. You look beautiful even half asleep, confused and in one of his old tee shirts. Your eyes eventually focus in on the bag and flowers.
“Dick? These are wonderful,” You take the flowers from his slightly trembling hands. “but why are you bringing me flowers at 2am?”
Dick pauses midway through climbing through your window, “You are mad at me for missing our date so I thought getting you flowers would help.”
Your expression softens as you take a deeper look at him, seeing the anxiety in his rigid posture and the desperation in his eyes as he takes off his domino mask.
“Oh baby.” You says softly and pull him into a hug. “I am so sorry my friend had to rush her pet to the vet and had no car so I drove her. In all the rush I forgot to text you that it was fine.”
Dick exhales, all the tension in his body leaving with the air. He slumps a little as the adrenaline from crime fighting and this whole debacle evaporates.
“Thank god.” He whispers as you guide him over to your bed and gently pull him down onto it.
“I will always tell you if I have an issue,” You press a kiss to his brow, “promise.”
Jason Todd
⭐︎ You and Jason try not to fight often. It reminds Jason of darker days and you just don’t enjoy the conflict.
⭐︎ But when it happens it’s loud. Jason doesn’t start out yelling, he doesn’t enjoy it. But that’s usually what it devolves into, the two of you yelling over each other over something you can’t even remember.
⭐︎ Jason always needs time to cool off after. He leaves the apartment so he can get some air, climbing up to the roof or going on patrol early depending on what time it is.
⭐︎ This time was a little different, there wasn’t yelling or raised voices, just a slow sigh and you leaving the apartment.
⭐︎ The fight started over a bookshelf. You were insistent that you could put it together yourself while Jason wanted to help. After a couple minutes of him trying to help you told him that you wanted to do it yourself. He left the room then a few seconds later you were grumbling, putting on your shoes and slamming the apartment door.
⭐︎ Jason knew that you enjoyed doing things yourself so him trying to help must have made you angry with him. He didn’t leave like usual, instead he began to clean. It was a nervous habit that stemmed from needing control over something. He left the book shelf alone because it was the source of the argument but everything thing else he could clean was.
⭐︎ You came home an hour later to a spotless apartment and dinner ready. Jason was moving around the kitchen silently when you set the bag you got from the hardware store on the counter.
“Thanks for making dinner Jay.” You walk over to wrap your arms around him.
He tenses a little and you pull back immediately.
“You are sending me mixed messages.” Jason says with a furrow between his brows.
You frown in confusion, “What do you mean?”
“You left earlier because you were angry and now you aren’t upset.” Jason points out to you.
Your eyes widen with realization then soften, “Jay, I didn’t have the right screw for the bookshelf.”
Jason feels the tension bleed out of him at your words. You hug him again and he won’t say it out loud but he holds you tighter than he has ever held anyone else.
“If I am angry at you believe me you would know.” You laugh.
“Good.” Jason breathes out in relief.
“Now,” You pull away and walk to the bag. “do you want to help me put this together? I am way past the point of having any pride to defend.”
He grins, “It would be my pleasure.”
Blue’s notes - Imagine being in a family prized for detective skills and misreading a situation lol. None of these men can have a straight forward conversation about feelings. Also Dick’s is so much more angsty then intended, it originally was just a funny misunderstanding then my brain was like ‘make him suffer’ and I succumbed to the voices.
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content.ᐟ 18+, bf!wally, fingering, oral sex (f receiving), cums in his pants, praise, pet names (baby, pretty)
wally west has eaten you out plenty of times. in fact, it's his favorite hobby! he absolutely loves living in between your legs. he could never ever get tired of it, but he's been wanting to try something new for a while, spice things up.
he's working you up under his tongue with teasing kitten licks to your puffy clit, failing to hide a smirk when you whine at him. "can i- can i try something baby?" your eyebrows furrow softly at the question, looking down at him with his head leaning on your leg, flushed cheek pressed against your inner thigh.
he's rubbing your hips and giving his best pout and puppy-dog gaze. you roll your eyes, giving a small nod. it's hard to know what he's thinking— it is wally after all.
so when he presses the pad of his middle finger to your sensitive bud and starts vibrating it at a low pace, you're taken by surprise. "h-holy shit..." you breathe out, fingers flying to grip at his auburn hair.
it feels good, really good. better than any vibrator you've used. "feels good, huh?" he teases with that shit-eating grin plastered on his face. he leans into the hand on his head, his breath hitching when you tug at the strands.
when he pulls his vibrating digit away from you, you open your mouth to protest, but any complaints die in your throat as he plunges two fingers into your heat. he groans lowly at just how wet you are. he's already finding that spongy spot inside of you, curling and pressing his fingertips to hit it.
you cry out, "fuck!" and he's just staring up at you with those lovesick eyes, clearly so enamored with you and the fact that only he can make you feel like this.
"yeah, that's it..." he presses soft, reverent kisses to your inner thigh, "pretty pussy's s'wet" he relishes in the way you're fluttering tightly around his fingers, moaning his name.
"i bet no toy can do this..." he grins and moves to start sucking at your clit, trapping it around his mouth and pulsing his tongue. your hips buck up involuntarily at the pressure, but he keeps you steady. the added stimulation of his mouth is too much— a mind-numbing sensation that has you only repeating his name. wally, wally, wally. and it's like music to his ears.
"walls- fuck! waitwaitwait!" you feel your orgasm growing in your belly alarmingly quick, sneaking up on you. "shit, baby, already?" he raises his eyebrows and huffs a small, condescending chuckle. he can't exactly be talking with the way he's humping the bed underneath him, so close to spilling in his boxers.
he's speeding up the flicking of his tongue until your legs are shaking and you're mewling in pure pleasure, his fingers never faltering either. the sounds are lewd in the quiet bedroom, wet sounds of him scissoring you open and the low buzzing from his vibrations.
"there y'go..." he coos, kissing your glistening folds. "you gonna cum for me? hm?" he's teasing you, slowing his fingers down and watching you squirm, so irritated, but so needy for him.
he shuts up when you tug at his hair a little too hard, whining. "sh-" he winces, "god, okay!" he pretends to be annoyed, but he can't deny he enjoys when you boss him around. he ducks his head back down and sucks on your sensitive clit, moaning into you when you clench around his vibrating digits aggressively.
"m'cumming!" you cry, throwing your head back. your legs resting on his back shake as you gush around him, his name heavy on your tongue as your orgasm crashes over you like a tidal wave.
he finger-fucks you through your climax, until you start to shake from overstimulation. "s'too much- walls-" you pant.
"i know, pretty" he moves up from your core, slipping his fingers out with a squelch and shamelessly bringing them to his mouth, licking them clean, and god if that doesn't get you even more wet.
he moves on top of you to bring you into a deep kiss, his hands cradling your head. his precious girl.
you can taste yourself on his tongue, and you feel even more dizzy in your post-orgasm state. but you snap out of your daze pretty quickly when you feel the warm and wet sensation against your thigh, right where his crotch is.
wally's grinning at you boyishly, the wet patch on the front of his sweats painfully obvious. "you're jus' too good, baby" he whispers, so smug knowing he's ruined any other guy for you.
that one post abt how jason fans always whine abt him being a victim is odd to me. even if he was this full on terrible bad villain, it wouldnt take away from the fact that he is a victim of a violent crime. theres a lot of things to hate about a character like jason if you disagree with him as a whole, but making a dig abt their status or validity as a victim to put them down is just strange
May I present the "strangers to ambiguously unspoken friendship and perhaps leading to more?" slowburn of the ages. 3 things I immediately loved about this fic: #1 The relationship doesn't feel forced in the slightest; the trust is very slow and very fragile. #2 Jason is given proper depth; he's not a heartless villain nor a complete softy. #3 The reader is realistically afraid about their situation but still has a backbone; fear and determination are not as mutually exclusive as it's often written to be. Genuinely an impeccable piece of writing.
Burn The City Down pt.1 & pt.2 by @4dian-nip-slip
LISTEN, everybody and their grandma's goldfish knows I'm an absolute SUCKER for hurt/comfort, and these fics right here are 50% hurt, 50% comfort, and 100% FANTASTIC. We really get to see many different sides of Jason and how they all exist both with each other, and in spite of one another. Everything is written with such obvious intention and care.
ARKHAM by @nagumolvr
Another banger from Syra. The scene itself looks so domestic and simple from an outside perspective, but the sheer amount of emotional complexity that goes completely unspoken yet is clear as day is all written so poetically.
Knife Under My Pillow by @flimsily-flimsy
This is a fic I keep coming back to, and for damn good reason. Violence and pain doesn't have to exclusively be sharp and loud, and Ava shows that so perfectly here. We only see the aftermath and the side effects but they're no less haunting, and its often the most intangible pains that feel the most real. There's enough stubbornly unspoken unadulterated love in this fic to write a Jane Austen novel.
Who do you love? by @teklarn
This one made an immediate home in my heart <3 Short and sweet, but the friendship between Jason and reader is so so genuine and adorable. GOD did this one have me cheesen' from beginning to end.
Coparenting by @lushberrys
UGH this one went straight for the jugular. I'm usually not a huge fan "getting back together with your ex" stories, but that's not really what this one is. I absolutely adore how lizzy wrote the dynamic between Jason and reader. They're both clearly still bearing the weight of a "what could've been," but they don't let any bitterness or reluctance stop them from their common goal. The feelings are gradual and uncertain, but we still see the exact chemistry that had them falling in love in the first place.
a/n: okay so we're just gonna ignore the fact that I haven't posted a rec list since MARCH and that I haven't even finished my Valentines Day rec lists either. Please take this stock pile of Jason fic recs as my apology for getting preoccupied by life's trials and tribulations :)
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i know its been 5 plus years and enough people have talked about this enough but i cannot physically refrain from clawing my eyes out every time i come across this panel. Truly one of the most ridiculous things tom king has ever written (and the list is huge). Like why is this character who is almost in his thirties comparing himself to his brothers who are atleast 5 to 12 years younger than him? Of all the things he could have an identity crisis about they actually made him lose his mind over what type of robin am I? Not parents dying in front of a whole ass audience or withstanding the demands of being the perfect soldier in batman's crusade or having to put up with the pressure of being a leader other heroes look up to or his friends and family dying all the time, and man i could go on and on. I assure you he is not losing any sleep over where he stands with a bunch of people he cares for very deeply and ultimately thinks of as kids.
Steve Orlando, after writing half of Supergirl Rebirth and fixing Wonder Woman after Robinson's run, in the middle of writing Donna Troy's nth origin story retelling: "bro she saw her planet blown up as a teenager and then got to Earth and her baby cousin was older than her now. it's not hard, go read some of her stories and figure it out"
And, of course, Gretchen Felker-Martin's Red Hood comic was cancelled. Because she felt happy for the death of a man who dedicated his career to spouting white supremacy, zionism, transphobia, and racism - to the point of constantly inciting violence. To the point of saying the deaths of children due to school shootings were an acceptable loss to keep gun laws loose in the United States. A man who said that, if his infant daughter were to get pregnant after being sexually assaulted, he would make sure she'd have the baby.
Gretchen Felker-Martin was fired from writing a comic book while Jeph Loeb, a racist who said Asian people are disposable and that`s why nobody cares about watching them die on television, is writing his own Batman book right now. Felker-Martin was fired while Scott Lobdell wrote Red Hood for almost 10 years even after being accused of (and admitting to) sexual harassment. Felker-Martin was fired while Tom King, an ex-CIA agent who worked on the Iraq war and has joked about the torture of prisoners is celebrated as one of DC's greatest talents.
I'm seeing people say this wasn't even "the right" reason to cancel the book. I just read the first issue. It's not even close to bad. It's an interesting noir with great art and a very nice voice for Jason Todd. It could've potentially been the first interesting Jason Todd comic since Grant Morrison wrote the man. Batfamily and Jason Todd fans who were up in arms, harassing the woman, begging the book to be cancelled, calling it the "evil comic"? You are all children. More importantly, you are all T R A N S P H O B E S.
If you dedicate this much of you life to harassing a trans woman out of a book while the men I've mentioned get to enjoy healthy, wealthy careers, you are pathetic.
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“go to hell” is basic. “i hope the only ongoing books your favorite character is in are written by tom king and tom taylor” is smart. it’s possible. it happened to donna troy.
can we talk about Tom King for a sec?? im sorry if im the boring person on your feed but it really pisses me off how DC has not fired this man yet. his poor writing is frustrating? Sure. But since there are bigger problems about him, I ought to remind y’all: TOM KING IS A WAR CRIMINAL WHO TALKS ABOUT ALL HE DID IN IRAQ WITH PRIDE. He’s said himself and I’ll quote: “I always found that kind of fascinating — these guys would work with America to take over a country that used to be theirs.”
That guy has blood on his hands and he does not regret it one bit.
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