Hi! I m glad to see your inbox open again, last week I started having a Jason Todd brainrot (thanks to Pinterest for this) and when I type Jason Todd x reader on Tumblr your blog was one of the first ones I found (and the one whose most fics I spent the weekend reading 😅). Thank you so much for feeding my hiperfixation, you are talented and portrait Jason amazingly on your fics.
So now that your request are open, could you do a Jason x fem!reader with the prompt "Here! Take my jacket/coat". I love leather jackets and I would love to try Jackson's 😍
Btw, I am planning on showing on your inbox every once on a while. Could I ask for an anon emoji too, pretty please 🫶🏼?
Hey anon, good to have you
dealer's choice for emoji? bc then ur getting 🪽bc I think its cool
You swear you're gonna freeze to death. You and Jason ditched the gala not even 45 minutes after getting there. You booked it outside and argued on where you should sit like a married couple. The argument slowly derailed from there.
You tuck your arms closer around yourself. Your dress didn't exactly have a lot of fabric to keep you warm. "I realize now is a bad time to mention this, but I'm cold."
Jason looks at you like a cat that is thinking about how it's smarter than you. "I told you to bring a jacket."
"What jacket would match a gown, Jason? Huh? None! None is the correct answer!" You whisper shout, but your words have no real heat to them.
He crosses his arms. "Well maybe you shouldn't have worn such a skimpy dress!" You can see he's fighting off a smile from his own sarcasm.
"YOU PICKED OUT THE FUCKING DRESS!" You play along, but your voice trails off in a laugh.
He laughs when you laugh. "UGH. Fine. I guess you can have my jacket." He says it with faux annoyance and he's altogether stopped trying to suppress his smile.
After he dramatically shrugs off his jacket, he helps to slip it onto your shoulders, unable to suppress being a gentleman even for your fake fight.
Once it's snug on you, he takes a step back, eyes trailing over your form, looking at the dress he chose for you in his color (you lost a bet, but the dress was actually very nice and looked very good on you) and his jacket slipped over your shoulders.
After staring into your soul for a full minute, he finally opens his mouth. "New plan." You quirk an eyebrow before he continues. "We make a run for the manor and you take all of your clothes off."
You blink for a moment, processing his unexpected words. You nod. "Good plan. Slight issue: I am in heels."
"Princesses get carried. Let's go."
enjoltaire, but coquette.
10/10
Wade: Your shaky leg is worse than normal what's up?
Peter: I have my ADHD and ASD evaluation tomorrow, what if its not ADHD and Autism and I'm just unfocused, can't brain properly and lack some social skills
Wade: Pete, how many alarms do you have set for tomorrow and how many tabs are open on your phone? Also how many unanswered texts?
Peter: 17 and 107 I think and I don't actually know, like 20 why?
Peter:
Peter: point taken
Kon: So then ma says "well you're not coming back into this house until you've caught every single one of them pigs"-
Tim: [clutching his coffee-mug and listening intently] without powers?
Kon: Of course! So there I am, covered in mud, and all I want is to eat some pie and go to bed-
Tim: [nodding enthusiastically while Kon continues his story]
Clark: [looks on from a distance]
Jon: [a few seats away] Did I tell you we got a new cow on the farm?
Damian: [with interest] what did you name her?
Jon: We haven't decided yet, Kon wants to call her Dorothy, but pa and I-
Damian: [earnestly interested]
Clark: [side eyes Bruce who's sitting next to him going through reports]
Clark: Hey Bruce?
Bruce: [grunts]
Clark: did I tell you we got a new cow at the farm?
Bruce: [hums noncommitally and continues reading]
Clark: [strained] Kon wants to call her Dorothy, but I think we should call her Susie and Jon-
Bruce: [sighs exasperatedly]
Clark:
Clark: [rips the reports away from Bruce with super speed]
Bruce: What the hell?
Clark: You're such a bad friend!
Bruce: what?
Clark: why am I stuck with you when my children's bat friends are so nice?!
Bruce:
Clark: Look at Tim! He's so nice! Why can't you be like that?!
Bruce: You want me to be like Tim?
Clark: Or Damian!
Bruce: [rubbing his temples] You want me to be like Damian?
Clark: I want you to listen when I talk!
Bruce: you were talking about cows
Clark: that doesn't matter!
Bruce: It matters a little
Clark: Cows are interesting!
Bruce: Cows are the opposite of interesting.
Clark: Well, I'M interesting
Bruce:
Clark: Bruce, tell me I'm interesting.
Bruce: [gets up and starts walking away]
Clark: [shouts after him] Bruce! Tell me I'm interesting!
Bruce: [walks faster]
-a week later-
Wonder Woman: Are Batman and Superman having a fight?
Flash: yeah I think so. I don't know what about though
Martian Mindhunter: I believe Batman insulted Superman's cow
Wonder Woman: I see.
Black Canary: Sometimes I wake up at night and think about the fact that they are two of the most important members of an organization that protects the world from certain annihilation and then I can't go back to sleep
Green Lantern: [feet propped on the table, throwing almonds into the air and trying to catch them in his mouth] yeah it freaks me out too
Black Canary: [glances at Green Lantern] never leave us, Diana.
just gonna save this for later, just incase
i'm practically begging for somebody to draw an eddie version of this picture of dave mustaine feeding pigeons.
this is literally him
istg if i see 1 more steve harrington as spider-man thing again i am going to explode
enjolras is a dumb blonde reblog if you agree
Kon: So then ma says "well you're not coming back into this house until you've caught every single one of them pigs"-
Tim: [clutching his coffee-mug and listening intently] without powers?
Kon: Of course! So there I am, covered in mud, and all I want is to eat some pie and go to bed-
Tim: [nodding enthusiastically while Kon continues his story]
Clark: [looks on from a distance]
Jon: [a few seats away] Did I tell you we got a new cow on the farm?
Damian: [with interest] what did you name her?
Jon: We haven't decided yet, Kon wants to call her Dorothy, but pa and I-
Damian: [earnestly interested]
Clark: [side eyes Bruce who's sitting next to him going through reports]
Clark: Hey Bruce?
Bruce: [grunts]
Clark: did I tell you we got a new cow at the farm?
Bruce: [hums noncommitally and continues reading]
Clark: [strained] Kon wants to call her Dorothy, but I think we should call her Susie and Jon-
Bruce: [sighs exasperatedly]
Clark:
Clark: [rips the reports away from Bruce with super speed]
Bruce: What the hell?
Clark: You're such a bad friend!
Bruce: what?
Clark: why am I stuck with you when my children's bat friends are so nice?!
Bruce:
Clark: Look at Tim! He's so nice! Why can't you be like that?!
Bruce: You want me to be like Tim?
Clark: Or Damian!
Bruce: [rubbing his temples] You want me to be like Damian?
Clark: I want you to listen when I talk!
Bruce: you were talking about cows
Clark: that doesn't matter!
Bruce: It matters a little
Clark: Cows are interesting!
Bruce: Cows are the opposite of interesting.
Clark: Well, I'M interesting
Bruce:
Clark: Bruce, tell me I'm interesting.
Bruce: [gets up and starts walking away]
Clark: [shouts after him] Bruce! Tell me I'm interesting!
Bruce: [walks faster]
-a week later-
Wonder Woman: Are Batman and Superman having a fight?
Flash: yeah I think so. I don't know what about though
Martian Mindhunter: I believe Batman insulted Superman's cow
Wonder Woman: I see.
Black Canary: Sometimes I wake up at night and think about the fact that they are two of the most important members of an organization that protects the world from certain annihilation and then I can't go back to sleep
Green Lantern: [feet propped on the table, throwing almonds into the air and trying to catch them in his mouth] yeah it freaks me out too
Black Canary: [glances at Green Lantern] never leave us, Diana.
i want an episode of the x-men as a sitcom, but like a live infront of a studio audience sitcom. like maybe they’re in like a simulation, or wanda fucked up something, & they all r stuck in a sitcom. & they can all see the audience, but they can’t interact w/ them.