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BEEN WAITING FOR THIS BESTIE
what about a tired and very touch-starved jason wakes up at like 2pm and fem!reader is out of bed??? and he comes and finds them and throws them over his shoulder and brings them back to bed???? because why would you leave jaybean by himself????? unnacceptable???
THIS IS SO ADORABLE WHAT
And the idea of people waiting for my requests to be open is so weird like⌠what do you mean you wanna read my writings and hear my thoughts??? Yâall make me smile so much I swear
Side note: Iâm so sorry this is a month late. And then also another day late than I said I would post.
Side side note: if yâall saw me post this without the photo headerâŚ. No you didnât
M.I.A
Jason Todd x gn!Reader || Domestic Fluff || Word Count: 758
Warnings: not completely proofread. Gun mention.
Jasonâs pulled himself out of a bad dream. Not quite a nightmare, though something eerily close.
It was one of those rare nights that he had off of patrol. One he where the two of you got to eat dinner together, watch some TV, get ready for bed, then fall asleep in your shared bed. He enjoyed the chances when he got them.
He laid on his stomach under the comfortably heavy duvet. His left arm was bent beneath his pillow, his hand grazing the hidden .44 he had convinced you to let him keep there, the other arm laying in front of him. He kept his eyes closed, clinging to his last tendrils of sleep.
All he needed was you back in his arms and his dreams would turn good again, filled with the smell of your soap and hints of faded perfume.
Slowly, he stretches his right arm out across the sheets, sleepily searching for your form. It drags along the sheets, his entire body only half-asleep.
Heâs aware that thereâs this⌠itch in his skin. Not a physical itch. An itch that can only be satisfied by having your arms around him again.
Jason Todd doesnât count sheep. He counts your heart beats or your breathing. Sometimes both.
He must be laying further to the edge of his side of the bed than he thought. Usually, he doesnât have to reach this far to get to you when you two drift apart in your sleep.
His hand grazes the wall. His eyes shoot open.
You arenât in bed.
He pushes himself up with his elbows. A tired, confused, and slightly panicked frown settled on his face, his hair mussed up and flat on one side of his head.
The bedroom window is closed. The door is cracked open.
Then he notices the sound of the tap running in the kitchen.
Jason gets up and out of bed, moving languidly. He pads his way out of the bedroom and into the hallway.
His eyes squint at the light you had turned on as he stands in the doorway. All foggy panic he felt before faded away at the sight of you, filling a glass with water, standing in one of his shirts.
He shuffles his feet. A purposeful noise that he wouldnât otherwise make as he went about his day, one to get your attention.
You turn around, your glass of water in your hand. You take notice of your boyfriendâs large stature filling the entryway, a sleepy pout on his lips. You give him a smile. He can tell you're trying not to laugh at his fatigued state.
âWant a glass, too?â
Jason shakes his head. He makes his way across the kitchen, his brows still furrowed against the light.
He just wants you back in bed with him.
He reaches for your glass after you sip from it. You hand it to him. Jason takes the cold glass in his right hand, bends down a little, and wraps his left arm tight around the bottom of your bum. He stands back up, now with you draped over his shoulder.
You squeal out a fit of laughter, "Jay!"
He flicks off the light as he exits the kitchen, makes his way back into the hall, then kicks the door to your bedroom shut as he carries you in.
Gently, he sets you back down on the edge of the bed. Once you're properly seated, he hands your water back for you to finish. Seeing your bright smile makes his own lips tug into a small one.
Jason rakes his hands through his hair as you drink. He rubs his hands over his face, digging the heels of his palms into his eyes from a moment, trying to shake a bit of the sleep still clinging to him.
You hand him back the nearly finished glass of water. He watches you shuffled back under the covers, moving over to the wall-side. Your side. He finishes off the last two gulps of your water and sets the glass on the night stand.
He follows you under the covers, immediately pulling you close. He presses a kiss to your cheek and drops his head into the crook of your neck, an arm draped around your waist, the other tucked under his pillow. He kisses your shoulder and gently squeezes your waist once.
Your arms settle around him, "If you wanted cuddles you couldâve just asked, you know."
Jason only grumbles an incoherent response. He shuffles and presses closer to you, holding you tight.
You kiss his forehead and Jason starts to count.
Ahh!! I hope you like! This is lowkey rushed.
Also you can catch my personal headcanon of how Jason WILL keep his bed, with or without you in it, as far away from the window and door as possible. And you best believe that when you two share, you're getting the wall side so he can act as a barrier for any possible danger that may come in.
for all those who are about to get hit or have been hit by hurricane beryl I hope youâre doing good and your mind is at ease!
Tumblr already has a personalization algorithm it's called my beloved mutuals who have great taste and only wish to psychologically damage me sometimes
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sometimes my Beloved Mutuals will rb a post about a certain character archetype and i will have to physically restrain myself from saying âyeah you would say that wouldnât youâ
Prepare to be SICK OF ME when these 2 get animated
no bond is stronger than a girl and the first anime she ever watched
i hope i am not only a mutual to you but also someone you can point at a fictional character and go "oh shit that guy on tumblr is super fucking mentally unwell about that one" about
hello again beautiful! I know Iâve already requested something but may I request Takumi headcanons pls? If not thatâs totally fine! Thank you and have a good dayđ
TAKUMI FUJIWARA ROMANTIC HEADCANONS
It took me some time cus most of people make him a pussy without personality and I don't want to do that cause I love him the way he really is in anime.
The way you met him was kinda funny to be honest. Your dad owns a hotel that Takumi ship tofu to.
You seen him since he started, secretly watching him and simping over him.
But he saw you once and just looked at you like you're stupid and asked are you okay.
HE'S A MEANIE OKAY.
you will yap about something you like and he will listen okay, he loves your voice, but at the end he will say stuff like "yeah? cool." LIKE HE'S LEAVING YOU ON READ BUT IN REAL LIFE.
Or he will just talk with you normally (like in his way normally)
Will call you randomly and tell you to get ready. Not a word about how much time you have. Not a word about what happen or if you're going anywhere.
Will just pull up and when you ask him where you're going he just say that you will see.
and you end up either on beach or 3 days camping with akina speed stars or alone.
Will show you off to Itsuki to tease him.
He once drove to you at 11pm and you ask him what's wrong and he was so traumatized. You were so worried about him and then he told you that 'this old prick' tried to have 'the' talk with him after Takumi asked him if he can invite you for sleepover.
He was so mad and embarassed.
Like 'dad I'm 18 I know leave me alone' mad
Took you to akina that night ( ͥ° ÍĘ ÍĄÂ°)
Always holds your hand
making out before the race that he's already late to? His hobby.
We all know that he's not really a person that would talk much, but with you (only when you're alone) he starts yapping sometimes.
Only sometimes tho, mostly he still won't say anything until you ask him.
When his dad let you sleep over Takumi just instantly took you upstairs telling you ''I don't know what this crazy old man will want to do, and I don't want you to end up sitting with him and watching my old photos''
You wanted to cuddle and he bluntly asked you what's that.
You showed him and he ended up snuggling to you and hiding his face in your chest sleeping like a baby.
AND THEN WOKE YOU UP AT 4 AM.
But he kissed you in this crazy way of his (Bunta's genes after all) so it's okay.
DID I TELL YOU THAT HE PUTS HIS HAND ON YOUR KNEE WHILE DRIVING LIKE IN BETWEEN CHANGING GEERS?
Your dad hates him cause like duh you have a hotel and are rich and he works at gas station but can't say anything cause he needs tofu in his hotel lmao
And your mom thinks that he's hardworking so she likes him instantly.
THOSE SARCASTIC JOKES OH MY GOD.
It's rather obvious I'm rating my dear husband an 11/10
guys Iâm literally in a hotel room with a girl i barely know. Itâs so awkward in here I canât wait to go homeđđ
To all my initial D homies on here, love y'all and hope you have a great day!
Because I certainly do, and I love every single one of them and their work.
Hiiii! Do you mind if my mind arbitrarily decides that youâre one of the really cool people in my internet circle that I need to impress at all costs? Donât worry, Iâll pretend Iâm normal about it all. Cool? Thanks
Hello! Your miyagi headcanons were so cute and I was wondering if you wouldnât mind doing some romantic headcanons for mitsui? Thank you!
I'm very happy that you like my headcanons! I hope you'll like these ones too. Thank you â¤ď¸
HISASHI MITSUI ROMANTIC HEADCANONS
First off, thank your best friend (eghem Haruko). Why? She loves Rukawa.
'Why does it matter?' - You may ask. She forced you to go to the basketball practice with you. And that's where you saw him.
He was intrigued by you from the first second he saw you, but he didn't really do anything with this fact at first.
After a few weeks, though, he asked Haruko about you, and she freaked out. She spilled the tea on you immediately.
The next practice you went on with her, she made the two of you talk with each other alone.
At first, it was kind of awkward, but you quickly got along with each other.
This man is the definition of an older brother's best friend, okay? You may not have a brother, though. You just have his best friend as a boyfriend now. You're welcome. Good luck.
He's possessive, but in his own weird way, because he's also really confident in himself.
TBH, he is kind of like a big brother sometimes and jokes like one most of the time.
He'll see you talking to any boy. He'll go over to you, put his hand in your pants's back pocket, grab your buttocks firmly, and just smile at the guy. His aura is just unbearable.
He's such a tease, too. No filter, man; I will tease you everywhere.
He'll introduce you to his grandma first. Since then, you go over to her place sometimes to help her with her garden or to simply eat cakes she makes. They are like heaven in your mouth.
He ain't scared of anything. Literally. He will ring the doorbell at your house, asking your parents if you're home, because he wants to take you on a surprise date. That's how he met your parents, btw.
Your mom loves him; she thinks that he's really handsome, and he helps her when she needs it, so it's a bonus point.
Your dad, though, thinks that Hisashi is just a bad boy and a bad influence on you.
He will teach you how to play basketball and say that you'll need that because someday he'll marry you and make a basketball team with you.
He picks you up on random trips or dates, nonstop. Once you were watching a movie and he just called you, saying that he'd pick you up in 2 hours. Why? You go on a trip to the beach with the basketball team, apparently.
HE'S SO GOOD AT COOKING, LIKE WHAT? (got it from his grandma)
Hugs you from behind EVERYWHERE.
You fight all the time because his hobby is annoying you. That shocks everybody, because he's just a serious guy for most people. Not for you, though.
He just keeps annoying you and then teases you about being angry.
But you can't be mad at him. He'll laugh for a little and then make you some delicious food.
10/10 boyfriend. Would recommend.
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Can you please reblog if your blog is a safe place for lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, asexual, aromantic, pansexual, non binary, demisexual or any other kind of queer or questioning people? Because mine is.
guys this may sound stupid but i always thought the song was night ON fire not night OF fire. Am i crazy??? Am i stupid??? Like am i a fake fan??????????
(I'm trying to prove a homophobic person in my class wrong :3)
Iâve been seeing lots of fanart of this man going around and as someone who hates their own art hereâs my contribution. Shout out to @majozzz for starting all this. Warnings on blood mention and yknow crazy Ryosuke. Pls enjoyđ
Evil Doctor Ryosuke X ReaderâŁď¸
You donât know why but youâve always infatuated by your superior, Ryosuke Takahashi. He just seemed like a normal guy, well a beautiful normal guy. â(Y/N),â Ryosuke says, freeing you from your thoughts, âWill you be my nurse for the rest of the day? To be honest I think you do the best job here, so it would be my pleasure to work with you.â Youâre taken aback by the request, after all youâve barely held a true conversation with the man. âOh of course! I would enjoy that as well,â you say while a small smile stretched across your lips. The day went normal. You helped some patients, assisted Ryosuke in anything he needed, and filled out any paper work needed. As the night drew near you started to clean and throw away any utensils that arenât needed. You hear a small knock. âGood work today (y/n).â Ryosuke smiles from the doorway, looking at every visible feature on you. Your eyes meet as he strolls towards you. âAnd to you as well Doctor Takahashi.â âPlease, Ryosuke is fine.â Your heart leaps when he speaks, his deep voice sending goosebumps everywhere on your body. âWould you like some help?â He offers. âNo Iâll be Al- ah!â You cut yourself with the scalpel you were cleaning. âShitâŚthat hurtâŚâ Ryosuke smiles. âHere let me see your hand.â Obeying, you offer your hand to his, the size difference being as clear as day. He brings it closer to his face, examining it like the jewel he knows it is. Without hesitation, he kisses the blood from your hand, smiling with his eyes locked onto yours. You flinch from his sudden movement, and even gasp when he begins to lick and suck on the cut, devouring every last drop that comes out of you with nothing but pleasure in his eyes. âHeh, your hand tastes as amazing as I knew it would,â he says finally removing his lips. âIt makes me wonderâŚâ his right hand pushes your hair away from your face, âwhat the rest of you tastes like.â Without warning he slashes the scalpel into you. You scream in pain. âRyosuke what are you-?! Ah!â Another strike. And another. And another. You shove him away. âHey away from me freak!â You run as fast as you can, looking for an exit. Ryosuke laughs, licking the scalpel. âWhatâs wrong (y/n)? Didnât that feel good?â He immediately rushes after you. You keep running, holding onto your stomach, trying to save as much blood as you can. âPlease (y/n)! Let me help you!â He calls from behind. With one stretch of his arm, he grabs onto you, pulling you into him. Tears swell up in your eyes. âPleaseâŚâ you beg, âdonât kill meâŚâ He smiles and shushes you. âOh (y/n), why would I do that? All I want is you.â Still squeezing your wrist, he begins to kneel down until his face is near your stomach. âI want every last piece of you.â His lips meet your gashes. All of his aggression is gone. All thatâs left is his gentleness.  He licks all the blood and sucks on the gash to get the rest off you. He pulls out some bandages and treats the rest like any good doctor would. âLetâs keep this our little secret ok?â He says while he stands up, leaning over you. He brings you closer to him in one swift movement. âAfter all, I havenât tasted the rest of you yet.â He kisses your forehead, picks up his bag and walks away as if it was a normal day at work. You dont know why Ryosuke is so infatuated with you. You have no idea why he wants your blood like a fish needs water. All you know is terror heâs soon to cause you.
wait ok now iâm curious how old were you when you joined tumblr and how old are you now
To all my initial D homies on here, love y'all and hope you have a great day!
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