#proposal

Finally got around to finishing the SamBucky proposal comic!!

Inspired by the thought that a ring wouldnt work on buckys metal arm, so maybe Sam would get a whole new arm made with a ring integrated into it

What's your ring size? ♡˖ ⊹

𝜗ৎ tags/tw: fluff fluff fluff!! sliiiightly sugestive, lover boy jason todd, not proofread, established relationship

ও˖ ࣪⊹ pairing: jason todd x f!reader

𝜗ৎ a/n: im sorry for being kind of inactive lately, ive been sick lately and overall not feeling that good so i took the chance to pick up on some books i wanted to read (and ive also spent lots of time playing the witcher 3 lol, im even thinking of writing something about geralt in the future). hope u enjoy!!<3 oh and the wc for this fic was 2222k which i thought was perfect

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Jason would categorise his life as unusual. Not many people could say they died and came back to life, even fewer could say they turned their life around after being given a second chance. Between all the hatred and revenge plans, he managed to find something more precious to him than his own life. You. Even when he didn't believe in himself, you did. Even when he pushed you away, you didn't point your finger. Even when he felt unlovable, you loved him. Jason got better because of you. Sure, when the two of you met he wasn't out to kill Batman anymore, buuuut their relationship was civil at best.

You're the reason he could attend family dinners, and go on missions, and debrief with Bruce without feeling the tension lingering in the air. But today you were actually the reason he left the house to patrol with Bruce!! And why he was so nervous too.

“Good work today, Jay.” Bruce was leaning against the batcomputer with his arms crossed and a warm smile across his face.

“Yeah–” His voice broke in a high pitched sound and Bruce looked at him with slight concern. “It was awesome. Cool patrol. We should totally repeat it.”

They both stayed silent for a few seconds while Bruce looked at Jason with narrowed eyes. “Jay, are you okay?”

“What? ‘Course I'm fine! Why wouldn’t I be fine? I'm fine. Totally fine. Aren't you?” He was rocking on his heels while trying to avoid eye contact. Bruce just raised a singular brow that told him to stop bullshiting, so reluctantly, Jason sighed.

“I need to talk to you.”

The sigh that left Bruce could have easily come from a small petulant child, and the way he rolled his eyes while pinching the bridge of his nose did not help. “Jason, you don't even live here, what have you managed to break this time?”

“What? When have I ever broken anything here?”

“Should we ask Alfred?”

Jason put up his hands in mock surrender. “No! No, we don't. And I didn’t break anything.” He sighed deeply and scratched the back of his neck. “Have you ever given Selina a ring?”

A smirk took over Bruce's face and he looked to be reminiscing. “Of course I have. Although she sometimes gets ahead of herself so I don't have the opportunity to give them myself before she has already snatched them away.”

“I see… And how did you know they were going to fit her fingers?”

He shrugged. “They're not engagement rings, if it doesn't fit one finger it'll surely fit the other, you just have to gauge the size of her hand. Plus, Selina has so many rings I'm pretty sure she ends up selling them.”

“You're not helping, old man.”

“I think you're just taking this ring shopping too seriously, your girlfriend is a sweetheart, she won't–”

“I'm proposing to her, B.” Bruce's eyes widened and he stayed silent for a while. For a few moments, Jason wondered if maybe he didn't approve. Not like he cared but it would be nice to have his help. and maybe he cared a little bit about Bruce's opinion

Jason was about to start rambling when Bruce took him in a hug. “Oh, I'm so proud of you, bud.”

The hug took him by surprise, and the part of him that craved for Bruce's approval felt warm. It took him a few seconds to return the hug, but when he finally did, he had to keep the tears at bay. Imagine crying because your dad hugged you and told you he was proud. Pffft. “Thank you.” They let go of each other and Jason wiped at his tears while trying and failing to pretend there was just something in his eye. “You're the only one who knows. Well, you and Alfie, but you need to keep it a secret.”

“Of course. Are you sure you don't want to include your brothers?”

“Oh, no. Dick would fold under 0 pressure, Tim has mumbled weird shit that we definitely didn't need to know in his sleep, and Dami spends waay too much time with my girl. I don't think he'd tell her, but I think he would make some things weird and she's smart so she'd figure it out. And the proposal needs to be perfect.”

“Alright, so you need to figure out her ring size right?”

Jason nodded and Bruce sat down at the batcomputer. “Hm. I never really thought about this. You could try measuring her finger while she sleeps?”

“Too risky, she's a light sleeper.”

“Doesn't she have any rings you can use as standarts?”

“No, she can't wear jewellery to work, especially not rings so it's not something she spends money on at all.”

Bruce sighed deeply. “I think we're going to be here a while.”

Plan one: matching rings

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You and Jason were doing your usual shopping trip together, but this time he whisked you away to the jewellery section because he wanted your help picking a gift for Stephanie since he quote unquote needed to bribe her. She knew he was pretending to be sick to spend more time with you, oops.

“Look at these cute rings, baby.”

He proceeded to point at a bunch of silver and gold rings in a bunch of different shapes and sizes, but you felt like they didn't really match Steph's vibe.

“Hm. I don't know, they're cute but they don't really feel like her.”

Jason tried to show he wasn't panicking at all, his excuse to look for jewellery was half assed at best. “Uhh yeah you're right. But hey look!” He pointed at some cute matching rings. “We could buy these for ourselves.”

“I don't wear rings, Jay.”

“I know, but they have a little bat.” He narrowed his eyes. “Wait.” There were Batman, Nightwing, and Robin themed matching rings. There was even a Flash one! “Why are there no Red Hood matching rings?”

“You're not exactly family friendly, babe. Lot's of people still see you as a scary guy.”

He crossed his arms. “I am pretty scary, but so is Batman. And Wally isn't even a hero here.”

You laughed softly while taking his hand and walking away. “C'mon big guy, let's find Steph something that doesn't hurt your feelings.” The plan was to get you to try a ring to see if it'd fit Steph. Now he was probably going to need to buy her something random just so you wouldn't get suspicious.

Plan 1: busted

Ego: hurt

Plan 2: getting drunk

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The smell of your favourite meal wrapped around you as soon as you entered your apartment. After dropping your keys on your key holder, you made your way to the kitchen. “Oh my gosh, Jay, what's this?”

In front of you, the table was set with a red cloth, your favourite dish in the middle with a dark red wine bottle next to it. Some candles were also scattered around, mixed with some flowers. Jason was leaning against one of the chairs, hair messy and a towel draped on his shoulder, the corner of his mouth tilted up. “What? Can't I wine and dine my girl?”

You approached him and wrapped your arms around his neck. “Hm, with you looking like that I'm confused as to what my meal is supposed to be.”

Jason's plan: getting you drunk so you'd fall in deep sleep, allowing him to measure your finger without you waking up.

What ended up happening: you two ate dinner and both got drunk, then you were all over each other and at some point his mission became taking you to the bedroom, rings completely forgotten.

Plan 2: also busted (but good outcome!)

Plan 3: comparing hand sizes

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You were reading a book in Jason's chest, completely relaxed, when he started giggling to himself.

“Your hands are so tiny.”

“Scuse me?”

“You heard me. I bet my pinky is the same size as your ring finger.”

Slowly you put your book down before narrowing your eyes at him. “I am normal sized, you're just gigantic.” He laughed earnestly before putting his hand up to compare sizes. Rolling your eyes, you joined your hand and it did look comically small in his. Then, he shifted his pinky to your ring finger and it was actually a bit bigger. why did none of his plans work???

“Oh my god, I actually also thought they'd be the same size.” You were finding this hilarious, but Jason was slowly dying inside. He was being dumb though, he had an approximate size, it was fine! Even if the ring wasn't the perfect size, it'd be near perfect and he knew you'd be overjoyed. He kissed you while you were still giggling.

Mission accomplished!

Finding your perfect ring

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Jason had an idea of what you wanted in a ring since the two of you had talked about getting married before, and you told him exactly what you liked, but he wanted a picture to look for online or to commission to a jeweler. He knew you had a wedding board on pinterest because he saw you saving wedding dresses there, surely you'd saved rings too.

So, he obviously decided to create a pinterest account and search your account (he asked to see your account one time just so he'd see your user)! It didn't take him long to find it, but there was no wedding board. Private. Why would you private that one? There were a bunch of silly ones you left public.

With a sigh, he looked around. You were showering, but since you were tired from your shift, you ended up leaving your phone in the bedroom. He knew your password… Jason didn't want to use your phone without your permission, but fuck it, it was for a good cause.

Quickly, he reached your phone and opened pinterest. You had even more private boards that consisted of silly memes regarding your interests and he found that extremely endearing. It didn't take him long to find that board, you saved a bunch of rings but he chose three that were the most similar to the one you told him you liked. Then he screenshotted them and sent the pictures to himself, after that he deleted all traces of ever being on your phone. Now he just needed to get the ring and prepare.

Ring situation: figured out

‎‎ ‎The proposal

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It was a slow day at the hospital. The sun was setting when you got home, and you were ready to just relax while waiting for Jason.

However, when you got home, there were small candles, all in your favourite scent, making a pathway to your living room. You softly closed the door behind you before taking off your shoes.

“Jay?” You called out to no answer. Slowly you started walking in the candle pathway, careful not to accidentally kick one over. When you got to the living room, your couch was slightly pushed so there was more space. That space was now occupied by a circle of small and medium candles, with Jason in the middle, looking super nervous. “Hi, love.”

“Jason…”

Your heart was in your throat. Before you could say anything, Jason took a step forward.

“There was a time where I thought I had all the time in the world, and that love sprouted from every corner. Then, there was a time where I thought love was a fabricated thing, and that I didn't deserve it. I thought coming back to life was a sick mistake, a way to torture me and to remind me every day of my mistakes.” He took a deep breath and you started tearing up. “I grew up reading love stories, but deep down I never believed I'd get to live anything similar. But then… then I met you. At that library. Five beautiful years ago. I was stupid that first year because I should've made you mine from the moment I saw you asleep over a lecture book, but at least we can thank Scarecrow for pushing us together.” You let out a sound between a laugh and a sob, Jason got down on one knee, box in hand, and called out your name.

“Ever since you came into my life, I've been a better man. I wake up every day happy because I am by your side. Any time I'm sad, I just need to remember your smile and the way your beautiful face lights up whenever you laugh.” You were crying hard now. “Darling, light of my life, after everything we've been through, I want to shout at the top of every building in this goddamn city that I am your husband. That you are mine. I want to start a family with you, grow old, have kids and a puppy and a kitten. I want to give you everything you'll ever ask for, and above all I want to wake up every day to your smile. So…” He opened the small box to reveal your dream ring. “Will you do me the honour of marrying you, and make me the happiest man alive?”

You nodded non-stop. “Yes! Oh my god, yes. A thousand times yes.” He exhaled like someone took a rock off his shoulders and slid the ring on your finger…

It fit perfectly.

e/n: yes my flash is wally west, i refuse the ending they gave him in young justice

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