DATING HEADCANONS (Forever And Always For You)

DATING HEADCANONS (Forever and Always For You)

Jason Todd Version

An// I tried 😪 hopefully this is good cause I wanna do my boy justice. This is from my personal headcanons and also based on what Ive read of him. Also for a warning there is sexual innuendo and sexual stuff mentioned so do what you want with that...

Beginning of your relationship

Just to start please give this man all of your love. We all know hes pretty insecure, so he needs that validation from you. During the relationship he will get more comfortable with himself and actually accept the compliments you throw at him instead of dismissing them. Instead of saying "no" and "no im not" he'll say "okay sure" and "If you say so" trying to hide the smile on his face

In the beginning he was snarky and somewhat cocky. He still is now. But he was trying to impress you. He really wanted to leave an impression and he of course succeeded.

Dates will start off at the most random times. He had Red Hood duties of course. But the dates would consist of late night motorcycle drives. Going to get takeout and eat it on a rooftop. He told you he found the rooftop place by accident. He totally wasnt there a couple minutes ago

"Really, have you thought of dating someone for real?" You asked him this question as you two sat on his bike eating McDonald's.

"Not really. I dont necessarily do "dates" he stuffed fries into his mouth not caring about modesty at this point.

"What? You just fuck and go?" You asked stifling a laugh.

He laughed at your comment, "Basically. This is new to me. One of my firsts in a while."

"Well I hope to be your first and your last."

Okay heres actual relationship headcanons below

He will be your weighted blanket whenever you need him. He loves skinship. He has his hands on you most of the time. On you thigh, lightly grazing your knee, elbow, his arm around your neck, hugging you from behind, hugging you regularly. He loves sneaking in small touches throughout the day. Also you both lay naked besides eachother in bed just because its comfortable and you both love the skin to skin contact.

He gives the most passionate kisses that knock the air out of your lungs. He loves kissing you, its his favorite passtime when you two are home and have nothing else better to do.

Okay but- Jason never really let anyone else kiss anything but his lips, but with you he'll let you do anything to him. Kiss his neck, his chest, his scars, his hands, anywhere and he'll melt instantly, putty in your hands.

You both are equal to eachother. He never tries to dominate you in anyhting other then the bedroom. He never sees you as inferior or that he has to protect you 24/7. He invested in self defense training for you, than relized that the trainer was doing a bad job then insisted on training you himself. Of course he wants you safe, but he trusts you to keep out of harms way. But if the bad guys come to you, Gotham is going to burn.

The time Jason shared about being red hood he thought you were gonna break up with him. But you supported him and surprisingly to him you were okay with him leaving at random times. He will make up for it if he had to leave during a dinner or a special moment, but he'll leave with nothing more with a small kiss and a hope that you'll forgive him later.

Jason likes to spoil you rotton. Either with acts of love or with Bruce's credit card. He drove you to a mall and just gave you his black card

"Jay what are we doing here?"

"Buy yourself anything you want doll, this whole place can be yours if you want."

"This card says Bruce Wayne."

"It does? I must've grabbed the wrong card...Oh well, I guess its fate. Let's go!"

He can be an annoying little shit sometimes though. Refusing to do stuff around the apartment just because he doesn't want to. He'll sit next to you and just stare at you for no reason. Play with your legs by flopping them around, and that somehow starts a wrestling match that you will lose and that turns into him fucking you so teasingly slow.

You belive Jason has multiple personalities. He can be the biggest softy ever. Then the next minute he can the cockiest shit ever. And theres no in-between.

You both love play fighting, it comes naturally to you both. The fights never escalate into anything bad or serious, but they do lead to some good "make up" sex.

You guys dont fight that often, just some arguments here and there like a normal couple, but never anything that would threaten your relationship. Maybe some things are said in the heat of the moment but its always forgiven unless its something about his past.

Still on the topic of fights: Once in a while you both get into a huge fight/screaming match that'll leave one of you leaving the apartment for a certain amount of time. Of course it hurts the both of you, you guys cant spend a long time away from eachother (he'll go away for like a couple of hours now, it used to be days) but sometimes its good to take a break. And of course the make up sex is great but like- You guys know eachother well enough to know whether to cuddle eachother or let eachother have space. No matter what you both will come back to eachother.

You both are huge on communication. At first Jason didn't talk to you about anything, but now after an argument/fight let him go to blow off some steam for some hours and he'll come back to talk your ears off and find a resolution to the problem, or both of you apologize for what was said. There are no unresolved issues in your household. Even if it takes a while you two will always find a way to fix something. Also jason just likes talking to you.

You guys cant get rid of eachother even if you both tried. He thanks his lucky stars each night for you and that you're still here. This man is truly in love with you.

Jason loves cooking for you. Just the sight of you watching him cook as you talk about your day makes his heart flutter. He could open up a restaurant if he wanted to. He learned from Alfred and just purely out of interest so once he learns a new recipe he wants to cook for you, which leads to you both talking about your days while sipping on wine. He loves the small things. Like reading books to you while you comment about what happened. Riding into the night on his motorcycle. Watching you do your morning routine from the comfort of your bed all while he has this love sick look in his eyes.

Speaking of cooking you take turns sharing recipes and cooking for eachother. More often than not you end up cooking for Jason because he dosent know the meaning of self care. You try to get him to take days off, in the beginning he wouldn't give in, but now he will willingly take a break if that means you'll be there.

The highlight of Jason's life was when your neighbor greeted him without Jason having to introduce himself.

"G'morning y/n! Morning Jason!"

"Morning Mrs. Thomas!"

"Morning." Jason had this smirk on his face as he greeted the older lady.

"Hope you both have a beautiful day!"

"You too!" You had to look at him. "Whats with the smug face?"

"I never introduced myself to her. I guess Im doing my job right."

Jason is fucking smooth. He loves to get a reaction out of you by seducing and making you blush (or challenging him and flirting with him back) or saying the cheesist pick up lines ever and making you laugh. It's apart of his job, so of course he is so good at making women fall for him and you fall for it every time and he loves it.

"Aside from being sexy what do you do for a living?"

"Jay."

"Are you a pokemon? Cause I'll like to pik-at-chu.. naked"

"Jason shut the fuck up." You tried to not laugh.

"I must be in a museum, because you truly are a work of art."

"Stop it-"

"You’re so beautiful that you made me forget my pickup line.​"

"Okay jason!" You were shying away from his conatant pursuit.

"Wanna fuck?"

"Is that the best you got?"

"No I have more, I just wanted to cut to the chase."

He truly loves confidence. He thinks confidence is sexy. Either confidence in yourself or youre confident in something that you do he is drawn to that it attracts him. And he hopes that when he exudes confidence it draws others in as well. Confidence is key.

But if you aren't confident in yourself he will make sure that you will be soon. He has the upmost confidence in you and believes in you probably more than anyone else. He worships the ground you walk on in his own way. He isnt "Dick Grayson dramatic" but just notice the small ways he appreciates you. Cooking your favorite meal, stocking the pantry up with snacks, getting groceries at 4 am just so you wont have to go in the morning, even taking time off his Red Hood duties to stay in with you. He flatters you so much as well. This man.. he'll give compliments out like nothing, but he cant take compliments well.

Jason slowly opened up to you about his past one night. He told you about his parents, about his death, spilled everything about his current family's identities. It took him a whole night to do so and you listened. He just needed you to listen, but he also encouraged your reactions as well because your reactions are valid to him. He still left some stuff out that night, but one day he'll tell you all of it when he's ready.

Like I said, Jay loves to talk with you. Either in person, on the phone, texting, somehow he needs to know you are there. I feel like Jason hasn't been in a long term relationship, so he wants to spend as much time as possible with you/hearing you. He could die at any moment being Red Hood its a very dangerous job and you know that, every time he goes out he knows that as well and he dosent want the recent kiss to be the last. He texts or calls you sometimes during patrol. So he wants to make sure you are there for him and just there and alive period.

Jay doesn't forgive himself easily, he can be grim sometimes, and he'll sometimes share those grim thoughts to you at night when everything is dark and you cant see his eyes watering. He feels comfortable and vulnerable at night beside you in bed where he can tell you whats been on his mind. No matter how bad it may seem to you, you will always stay and support and help as much as you can.

Jason dosent believe in fate, but he knows that you two were always meant to be together. From the day he was put on this Earth and the day he was brung back onto this Earth he now knows this was the universe's doings. The universe knew Jason needed someone like you in his life and he is never letting you go any time soon.

hi! this is my first time requesting but i saw you wanted to write for jason?

so how about jason cuddling with reader in his apartment, when dick or tim etc come to get him for a mission and catch him with the reader? i’m thinking a whisper-shouted squabble while they try not to wake the reader up lol 😭

could be a one shot or anything you like!

I love this

The window slowly opening caught Jason's attention. He went through a sequence where he could attack the intruder while keeping you sleeping so peacefully. The slight shifting stopped once he heard a familiar, annoying voice.

"Jason? Are you--Ow!" Tim's voice was cut off as a coaster hit his face. The teen glared at Jason and was about to cuss at him before he saw you and Jason cuddled on the couch. You shifted slightly and snuggled closer to him. Jason put an aggressive finger to his lips, his other hand on your lower back, glaring right back at Tim.

"What do you want?" He hissed. Red Robin looked between the two lovers and a grin slowly took over his face. One that meant Jason was never going to live this down.

"B needs your help." Tim whispered, hands up in a placating gestured. "Something's happening in Crime Alley--"

"Take care of it yourself." Jason's whisper made Tim pause. Jason? Not wanting to take care of things himself? Impossible. Was your influence on him really that strong? Tim looked at you again.

"You're giving us permission to enter your territory?" Tim put up an arm, gesturing to you, still snoozing, head on Jason's chest. "Because of them?" Jason's glare turned down right deadly. He picked up another coaster from the coffee table.

"Just get out already!" He scowled. You shifted, causing both of them to stop and hold their breath. You moved your hand slowly rubbing your eye before resting it by your head. They both relaxed. Until you spoke.

"Is there someone else here?" You lifted your head and looked at Tim. Jason let out an annoyed sigh, making you look at him with a frown. He felt his heart clench. "Why is there a vigilante in the living room?"

"I don't know but he's leaving." Jason looked pointedly at Tim. He held his hands up. You sat up and Jason grunted as you pushed on his chest to climb off of him. "Dammit." You ignored him, looking at Red Robin.

"Hey, look, I just came here to tell Re-Jason. Something." He turned towards the window to go. He put his hand up to the comm in his ear. "Red's busy." He listened to a response before looking at you, who was still looking at him with a tired confusion. He smirked at Jason who groaned and flopped his head back.

"Dammit." Jason got off the couch and put a hand on your shoulder, leaning towards you to whisper in your ear. "Hey, go to bed, I need to talk with him real quick." You leaned towards him, gently bonking your head against his, turned, kissed his cheek and left the room. Tim watched the whole thing with a shit eating grin.

"They're cute." Tim knew he was getting on Jason's last nerve. It was in the way he grit his teeth and clenched his fists. "Listen, I'll just tell them you got caught up with some goons or something." Jason sighed and rubbed his forehead.

"Give me a few minutes." Jason entered the bedroom to see you curled up and snoring softly. His heart fluttered and he smiled. It was quickly wiped when he remembered he came in here to change into his gear. He sighed in annoyance and quickly threw on his armor.

"--and they were--oh, gotta go." Tim quickly shut up, noticing Jason coming back into the living room, Red Hood gear on. "You know you could just stay." Jason squinted his eyes at the teen.

"Whatever, let's just go." He pushed past Red Robin and climbed out the window onto the fire escape. Tim followed. They both grappled away, Tim going two buildings over while Jason only went one over.

"I'm here." He called into his comm. "What--" He was cut off.

"Who's the lucky person?" Dick's voice was full of smug joy. Jason glared through his helmet in the direction of Tim, who was now gone. He was going to actually kill the kid this time. Once he catches him.

sanne i know nothing about these men but… somehow i know you’ll do something so delicious with that little panicked reach for them (ready to catch them at all costs) if they trip ever so slightly + jason todd…. or dick if he fits better :] they’re vigilantes right like surely the reflexes are turned up to 11

ruby!!! hello my dear <3 i appreciate u sending a prompt for my newest brainrot :D makin me feel warm n fuzzy inside. short n sweet! thank u for the prompt :)

dick grayson x gn!reader. fluffy, reader trips for a second.

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"...And I was telling her about this new coffee shop that had just opened, and she wants to bring her stupid boyfriend! Like, what is that about?"

Dick smiles as you walk backwards, cup of froyo in one hand, bag in the other. He's offered about a hundred times to carry both, but you refuse, insisting he needs to save his strength for patrol.

That had earned you a very unimpressed look.

"Not to play Devil's advocate, honey, but you also have a boyfriend—watch the pole!"

You dodge the telephone pole before you ram into it. The close call does nothing to discourage you from continuing to walk backwards. Dick shakes his head.

"Sure, fine, but you're actually fun to be around, Gray."

"I'm glad you think so, sweetheart, I really do try. Hot dog cart!"

You walk around said hot dog cart. Dick sighs at you, fondly exasperated.

"Can't I persuade you away from walking backward, dearest darlingest?"

"I'm practicing for my initiation into the Titans," you say. "Anyways. Where was I? Oh, yeah. If you met this guy, you'd get it. He has the personality of desk gum."

"Is that gum you keep in your desk, or..."

"It's the gum kids stick under school desks that you probably have to use a blowtorch to remove. And he acts just like that! You know he made her give up a—"

"Babe!"

Your next step is wrong as you cross a curb. The dip in the sidewalk makes you wobble backwards, and you squeal in surprise, froyo flying out of your hand.

You brace yourself to sit hard on your butt. Instead, a strong arm wraps around your waist and yanks you back to solid ground. Dick's other hand darts out and neatly catches your froyo cup.

"Are you okay?" Dick doesn't wait for your answer, herding you to a nearby table in front of a cafe. He sets everything on the table and takes your ankle in hand, rolling it experimentally.

"Dickie, I'm fine," you say, petting his head. "Just a stumble."

He huffs, then looks at you, hair falling into eyes.

"Now will you walk forward?"

"Only if you'll hold my hand," you say, wiggling your fingers.

"Is that supposed to be a bargain? I'm basically getting two things I want," Dick says with a grin.

He pulls you to your feet and hands you your froyo, but not your bag. When you reach for it, he tuts.

"Ah-ah. How will you hold my hand, then? Plus, you need at least one hand free to balance."

"You'll always catch me, though," you say.

Dick kisses your temple. "'Course I will. Still not getting your bag back. Let me be a gentleman, hm?"

JASON TODD BEING A BIG CAT IS HILL I WILL DIE ON.

imagine jason coming home and just collapsing on top of you after changing then starts to 'make biscuits' on your tummy or thighs(anywhere w some meat cuz he loves it)

-🎀

I need you to understand that this genuinely made my heart flutter. This has me smiling and giggling.

OK SO you’ve tried to tell Jason in the past that he doesn’t have to say he loves your thighs for your benefit, but he immediately refutes and says that he just genuinely is obsessed with them. Like he comes home after a long day and you can tell when he open the door and his shoulders are hunched. You open your arms and let him bury his face in your neck. He’s not talking, which is normal after he’s had a rough day.

He tugs on your sweatpants and you nod your head. Jason LOVES skin to skin contact. So he leads you toward the couch and you take the sweatpants off, not for any sexual reason. You lay down and Jason lifts up your shirt so he can lay his head on your stomach. You feel his hands begin to massage your thighs like a cat making biscuits as you glide your fingers over his scalp.

LISTEN TO ME.

Jason Peter Motherfucking Todd would love you for you. If you're out here thinking, "Oh, if Jason was a real person, bro would not spare another glance at me," for whatever reason, shut the fuck up, you're WRONG.

He would not care if your trans, if your queer, if you're autistic, if you have ocd, if you have stretch marks, if you have scars, if you're plus sized, if you have adhd, if you're dyslexic, if you're asexual, if you have acne

THE LIST GOES ON.

Jason is not a stranger to insecurities, scars, mental issues, identity crises, and not being able to be in control of his own body. So if you show any negativity towards your own body or self, Jason would ultimately show worship to you, just as you would to him.

In conclusion, Jason Todd is attracted to anyone. He is an unlabeled king.

Gorgeous (Jason Todd x reader)

A/N: Wrote this, forgot to post:( Decided to make something where Jason gets praised by the reader for a change. This made me so soft (＾ν＾) Anyways, as always, enjoy!

Genre: Fluff, hurt/comfort, angst

Word count: 1,446

Summary: Reader comforts Jason after an insult gets to him.

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Police sirens and gunshots rang from outdoors, drifting in through the window you had long forgotten to close. Heaving out a sigh, you shifted in your seat, opting on resting from the book you were reading. For the past hour you had been sitting with your legs crossed, on the couch.

Jason sat across from you, legs spread apart, all his attention directed on the desk in which he had placed a few of his gadgets on. He had just arrived a few minutes ago, murmuring something about wanting to be alone and clean his guns as they had been long overdo.

You allowed him to do his own thing, worried you might set him off if you didn’t let him deal with his emotions. Although you wanted to help and comfort him, you knew it would be no use. Not with what had occurred earlier in the week.

The cold and distant behavior your boyfriend displayed, all happened because of what a woman called him.

A monster.

Typically, Jason wasn’t one to ever care about what anyone thought of him, but, what she said really got to him, especially because the two children she had with her began spewing similar insults after watching him kill the man who had been previously robbing her.

After you found out, you rushed to his side, offering any form of comfort you could muster, but, in the end, all he told you was that he’d be fine and that he just wanted time to himself.

And so, you left him to it.

But now, you regretted it.

Sitting up, you frowned, perching an elbow on the armrest before sadly leaning your chin down on your palm. Closing your eyes for a brief second, you opened them back up to find your attractive boyfriend directly in your line of sight. From there on, you couldn’t help but watch him and smile unconsciously at the small stray hairs that tumbled over his dark, full brows,

“I can feel you staring at me”, he spoke absent mindedly, voice husky from having not been used in the past hour. Although he was clearly talking to you, he never shot you a glance, keeping his pointed gaze down as he never ceased on his actions of reloading bullets into his guns. You unconsciously blushed at the notion of being caught before releasing a weak chuckle. Even after being detected, you continued eyeing your attractive boyfriend, noting the way his eyebrows furrowed in concentration,

“Can’t I quietly admire my handsome boyfriend?”, Jason snorted at that, shaking his head in denial. Walking over to him, you placed a gentle hand on his tense arm, emotions stable with comfort and caution, “Jay”, you began, smoothing your way over to him, “I know you’re busy right now, but, can you please spare a little break with me? We need to talk. You can’t just brush off what happened like it’s nothing. I want to help you.”

He took a moment, cleaning off the last smudge on his gun before heaving out a sigh in what felt like submission,

“Fine”, he grunted, voice low and wavery than previously noted. Just as he stood up from his seat, you grabbed his hand, Interwinging your fingers in a loving fashion. Raven hair smothered over his eyes as he tilted his head, almost as if to avoid looking up at you. Your heart dropped at the sight. Not only because he was clearly upset, but, he didn’t want you to notice. Even so, you tugged Jason over to your shared bed before crawling over to the center and getting accustomed first,

“C’mere” , you patted the space beside you on the mattress, ready to embrace that big bulky figure you so much adored. He gave another hefty sigh before complying, interest etching onto his face as you turned over on top of him, laying down just enough for your chin to touch his chest and your hands to cup his face. His hands hesitatably hovered over your torso before gently closing in and brushing over the dip of your waist and trailing to your hips. You gave him a beautiful smile, eyes twinkling when they met with his. For a split moment, you stayed that way, content in each other’s embrace,

“You’re handsome”, you whispered, eyes tracing over the little freckles he had here and there. “Trust me, I know”, he mumbled, a void of humor present in his voice. Automatically your smile dimmed to a grim line. You would’ve beamed at that, had it not been for the fact that he really seemed not to believe in your words or even be into the conversation, “No Jason,” you grabbed his chin firmly, directing his eyes onto yours,

“Im serious. You’re so handsome, my love”, you kissed his lips, fingers gently whisping over his lightly tanned, scarred cheeks and freshly shaved jaw, “Your eyes are so beautiful, babe”, you bopped his nose gently, chuckling at the way his icy blue eyes slightly crinkled in distain as he furrowed his brows before looking down in admiration and longing,

“Who you are, is also so beautiful”, as soon as you confirmed those words, he pulled out of your hands, turning his head to face away from your loving embrace,

“You really think so huh?” You narrowed your eyes, lips twisting in a sad frown,

“Hell yea, why would I not?”,

“Because I’m a flawed, (y/n). I’m a fuckin monster.”

His voice cracked as he looked down at you, his watery eyes crimson rimmed with a spark of a broken boy within. Your heart instantly snapped in half, true blue taking over your emotions. Not only was it upsetting to hear him say something like that but, it was infuriating that someone would even cause something like that to cross his mind,

“Jason”, you cooed, voice full of emotion,

“Jason, look at me”, grabbing his chin, you forced him into your line of sight, fingers slightly brushing over the slight stubble of his jaw, “You’re not a monster baby”, he stared at you for a second, a faint glow lighting his eyes as you continued,

“Not to me. Not to anyone you know.”

He sighed deeply, shaking his head in distain as his eyes continued to water,

“No, (Y/n). That woman was right. And the kids, what they said,-“

“What they said, was nothing but bullshit.”, you cutted in with words so firmly, Jason failed to bat an eye at how serious you grew. Letting out a soft breath, you curled into the crook of his neck, hands gradually trailing over his chest,

“They judged you on one simple action, but they don’t understand at all.” you closed your eyes, feeling his fast breaths gradually lessen as he calmed down,

“They were focusing on the fact that you shot someone rather than focusing on the fact that you did it just to save them. And under that exact circumstance, they had no right to say that to you when they don’t know you and they don’t know how capable you are of amazing, wonderful things.” Turning in his embrace, you braced yourself with your arms, leaning up to place a soft kiss on his forehead,

“You’re no monster to me, Jason. You’re a hero. And even if you were one, It would never change the way I feel for you. So don’t you dare think for a second you’re not amazing because you are, okay?”, you reassured gently, placing another kiss on the crook of his neck. He nodded weakly, giving you another shy look when you spoke up,

“You’re flawed. But to me, that makes you perfect.”

Just before he could open his mouth and reply, you moved down to his torso, lips teasing and hovering over the crook of his neck before delving down to nip at the sweet spot. You automatically earned a husky groan from the action, forcing a smile up on your face as you moved lower and lower, continuously pecking the scars and bruises across his muscular chest, “You’re gorgeous” You moved down to his waist, hands trailing over the hard prominent abs on his strong abdomen, “I don’t want you to think for a second that you’re not”, pausing at his lower torso, you leaned down, wrapping your arms around his waist as you nuzzled your head on his tummy, legs intertwining with his own, “always remember that”, Jason sighed softly, absentmindedly nodding his head as a smile gradually etched onto his face, “I’ll try. I’ll try my best.” He looked down at you, beaming when he noticed the sweet look you sent him,

“Thank you, doll”