Batfamily one shots, preferences, headcanons and imagines

Jason Todd x reader

Warning: a bit graphic in some parts.

It was a normal day in Gotham in your tiny apartment kitchen that was being used to make egg tarts in. It wasn't you that was making them, but your boyfriend Jason. You had a hankering for egg tarts and he said he would make them for you like it was the simplest thing in the world. You really did love Jason despite all his faults and angst, but his food had won your heart first. Jason hummed a bit as he finally stuck the tarts in the oven to finish cooking, but his face was serious when he turned to you. Black and white streaked hair messily framed his chiseled face with teal eyes framed by sharp lashes. You always thought he looked amazing, but you needed to pay attention to what Jason was saying.

"Y/n, I'm leaving on a mission tonight."

You weren't worried, Jason went on missions all the time with the Outlaws or maybe his brothers if he was in a good mood. 

"You might not come back for a few days, got it."

Jason sighed and rubbed the back of his neck.

"It's an extended mission."

"How long?"

Jason looked at you weird because of how calm you were, "You're never this calm when I say I'll be gone for long."

"Maybe I'm starting to get used to it," You puffed out your chest and stood up tall as you said that.

Jason eyed you like that wasn't ever going to happen and truth be told, you were dreading the loneliness to come. But you could cope by patrolling for Bruce while also taking over Jason's work. With your 9-5 job on top of that, you would be pretty busy. The conversation ended when the oven timer dinged.

"Tarts are ready."

You talked Jason's ears off the rest of the afternoon, yet you talked about interesting things. For example the break throughs that your research lab were making for new medicines.

"Bruce is considering to start funding one of our projects but the press thinks it's just him supporting his son's girlfriend," you scrunched up your nose at that.

Jason was allowed out in public even though he had had a funeral and everything by Bruce spinning a tale of him being held hostage by extremists for the whole time he was 'dead'. Everyone was happy that he was alive again, but it was a pain in your butt that they recognized him now. You had met Jason when he first started out as Red Hood and you were starting out as Sh/n. He was angry and you were an energetic young woman who didn't take no for an answer. You broke through his walls time and time again that he just confides in you automatically now. So it irked you when women came up to him asking how he'd survived or escaped his captures all the while flirting with him. He plays along with them just to see you jealous because you apparently "Look like an angel of death" when you glare at him.

"You heading to the manor?" Jason asked when he was getting ready to go.

"I'll get a ride with you if you don't mind, I left with you last night anyways."

"What man would hate his girl riding with him on his bike? Especially when she's sexy as hell, has game and-"

You cut him off, "If you don't stop there, I might make you late."

Jason smirked and you knew it was exactly what he wanted and you wouldn't deny him. So you were a bit later than expected at the Batcave, both you and Jason in your suits, and no evidence of what your previous activities were. Bruce didn't ask anything since he didn't want to know the answer.

"Y/n, can you head to Scarecrow's last known location and get a sample of any potential new fear toxins."

He phrased it like a question, but you saluted and skipped to your cool ATV that wasn't as bulky as normal ones, but as sleek as the Batmobile. You wanted something a bit more heavy and stronger than a bike that you could ram things with since you had a destructive streak with previous rides.