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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 “yeah you would say that wouldn’t you”

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??? Y’all make me smile so much I swear

Side note: I’m so sorry this is a month late. And then also another day late than I said I would post.

Side side note: if y’all saw me post this without the photo header…. No you didn’t

M.I.A

Jason Todd x gn!Reader || Domestic Fluff || Word Count: 758

Warnings: not completely proofread. Gun mention.

Jason’s 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.

He’s aware that there’s 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 doesn’t 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 doesn’t 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 aren’t 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 wouldn’t 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 boyfriend’s 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.

“Want a glass, too?”

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 could’ve 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.

initial d secret Santa🎄🎄🩷🩷

hello @eggtoastt!! I really hope you like your secret Santa gift! You said you liked keitaku and itsuki and Iketani shenanigans so I tried to incorporate both! Merry Christmas and I hope you enjoy! Also there’s a bit of cussing lol

The setup!

“I hate summers…” Itsuki sighs as he stands with his friends at the gas station. “Please I do anything to work here again. This is nothing compared to moving all those damn boxes all day,” Takumi says as he hears Itsuki groan for the 10th time today.  The boys just stand there, waiting for the inevitable work to come. A few cars came through, until one car everyone recognized pulled in. Keisuke steps out of his RX-7 and makes his way over to the guys. “High octane,” he says casually. It wouldn’t catch the eye of anyone else, but Itsuki notices how Takumi starts to stand a little straighter, and he can’t ignore the small hint of pink creeping up on the tofu driver’s face too. Keisuke pulls out a cigarette and makes his way to Takumi. “You try my bro’s technique yet?” Keisuke asks Takumi. Takumi shakes his head, “I was gonna try it after my delivery tonight, but maybe I’ll do it when the sun goes down.” Keisuke throws his cigarette away and heads back towards his car, “well I think Akagi would be a great place to try it out too, if you’re interested.” Takumi just shrugs, and Itsuki doesn’t let the small smirk Takumi grows get away from him. “I’ll think about it,” Takumi says. Keisuke just waves him off and leaves out the gas station. Takumi stretches and heads to his car, “I think it’s time for me to leave, I can’t take this heat anymore. Good luck guys.” “Wait Takumi!” But he doesn’t hear him and drives off in his 86. Itsuki just stands there, dumbfounded. “What’s with that stupid look on your face?” Iketani asks giving Itsuki the same weird look. Itsuki quickly looks to Iketani, aggressively grabbing his shoulder, and shaking him like he’s a tryna wake him up. “IKETANI!! TAKUMI…KEISUKE…A THING!! WE NEED TO MAKE THEM A THING!!” Iketani looks at Itsuki like he just spoke a foreign language. “What?” He asks. “Did you see the way those two looked at each other?? There is no way there is not some romantic tension going on between the two! I’ve never seen Takumi show so much emotion before!” “Takumi was showing emotion?” “Yes you moron it was as clear as day!” Iketani hits Itsuki’s head lol. “Theres no way that’s true, Takumi likes girls!” Itsuki shrugs. “I don’t know, he could be bisexual.” “Bi what?” “Oh sorry I forgot boomers don’t know what that is.” Iketani hits him again. “What’s got you playing match maker all of a sudden? How do you even know Takumi is bisexual or whatever?” Itsuki glares at Iketani. “Uhhh have you seen the guy? And besides, he looks at Keisuke like he used to look Natsuki, but like more. And with Takumi off the market, then I’m more likely to get a girlfriend!” Iketani rolls his eyes, “But I mean… he’s still my friend and I wanna be there for him yknow? I’m sure it’s hard for people to come around to that kinda stuff if you get what I mean.” Iketani places a hand on Itsuki’s shoulder. “Yeah I get it man. So what’s the plan.” The grinch’s smile spreads across Itsuki’s face. “Ok here’s the deal…”

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Takumi stands in front of a ramen restaurant playing on his phone, waiting for everyone to arrive. “Where’s everyone else?” Takumi’s head bolts up to see Project D’s uphill racer looking at him. “Wha- wait they invited…” Takumi gets a ding from his phone to see that both Itsuki and Iketani sent messages saying they weren’t able to make it, that something came up. “Those assh-“ “what? Didn’t wanna see me or something?” Takumi rolls his eyes. “You know that’s not true, just didn’t know they could contact you. Now come on I’m starving.” What neither boy noticed was Iketani and Itsuki dressed up like secret agents, walking towards the restaurant. “Remember the plan Iketani?” “Kinda.” “What do ya mean kinda? I went over it at least 10 times!” “Shut up Itsuki or they’re gonna hear you!”

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Takumi and Keisuke sit in a booth while Iketani and Itsuki sit in a table a ways a way.  “Operation rotary is a go!” Itsuki whisper yells. Itsuki calls the waitress to the side and tells her to place a thing of blueberry mochi on the table for Takumi and Keisuke. Confused, the waitress does what she’s told and leaves the two some mochi. Takumi and Keisuke look at the small food and then at each other. “Did you order this?” Takumi shakes his head. “Why would I? You don’t like blueberry.” “But you do,” Keisuke replies. Takumi takes a mochi balls and eats one. “You’re right, so why would I waste it?” Keisuke just smirks then realizes the small paper on the mochi tray. Follow your hearts desires. “What the hell is this cringey shit?” Keisuke flings the paper behind him and continues to talk with Takumi. “Damn it!” Itsuki says. “He barely even looked at it!” Iketani rolled his eyes. “I wouldn’t either with all the sappy shit you wrote! Just wait until they leave, I’ll show you how to make people fall in loooooooveee..!” “Why would I trust you? You can’t even get a girlfriend.” “Neither can you dickhead!”

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Keisuke and Takumi walk out of the restaurant (of course Iketani and Itsuki followed). “It’s just the two of us, wanna do something else?” “Yeah, I actually wanna try that technique Ryosuke taught me on Akagi.” Keisuke and Takumi walk to where their cars were parked, in front of a flower shop. As Keisuke opens the 86’s door for Takumi the elderly woman who runs the car shop hands Keisuke a small bouquet. “I was told to give these to you! I was also told that they’re from someone who really loves you.” Keisuke graciously takes the flowers as the old lady walks away.  Keisuke’s eyebrow raises as he looks at Takumi. “You get me these?” Takumi once again shakes his head, “nope. Those things look cheap as hell. And besides I know roses are your favorite.” This makes Keisuke chuckle. “Yeah you’re right. Anyway I’ll see you in aka-“ a loud thud of a trash can makes Keisuke and Takumi’s head turn. The boys see a startled Itsuki and a mopping Iketani. “T-they called my flowers cheap…” Iketani cries. Keisuke’s face cringes while Takumi’s face turn a bright red. “What the- what the hell are you both doing here?! You both said that something came up!” Itsuki and Iketani just awkwardly smile, until Itsuki points at Iketani, “it was his idea!””you damn liar! You’re the one that said Takumi was bisexual!” Itsuki quickly covers Iketani’s mouth and looks at a distraught. “Takumi…” Itsuki begins, “Takumi I thought you were… I’m sorry I didn’t mean to upset-“ “How did you know?” Takumi’s eyes pierced Itsuki, making Itsuki’s heart sink. “When Kei- I mean when someone came to the gas station, you just looked so happy. Hell, you looked happier than when you were with Natsuki!” He awkwardly giggles. Takumi visibly looks nervous, his hand fidget each other. Keisuke looks concerned and starts to rub his back. “An-and you don’t…” he takes a breath, “care? It doesn’t bug you that I’m…?” Now Itsuki looks confused. “Pfft, you think I care about all that stuff? You’re still the same Takumi I met in middle school! Why does it matter who you like?” Takumi looks down and wipes his face. “G-good! I’m glad.” Takumi looks to Keisuke. “Is it ok if-“ “Go for it.” Takumi smiles as his words leave his mouth. “I guess it’s ok to tell you now then. Me and Keisuke are dating.” Itsuki’s eyes grew so wide, you would’ve thought he was a bug from afar. He grabs Takumi by the collar and starts shaking him back and forth. “WHADDYA MEAN YOU TWO ARE DATING??? I DONT CARE IF YOU WERE SCARED YOU SHOULDA TOLD ME! WHY DO YOU THINK ME AND IKETANI ARE HERE DOING ALL THIS CRAP??” Now Keisuke chimes in. “Wait, you were the ones doing all that lame crap?” Itsuki and Iketani hunch over at the insult. “Yeah…” they say in unison. Takumi can’t hide the big smile that has grown on his face. “Thanks guys… I’m really grateful that this doesn’t bug you both.” Iketani places a hand on Takumi’s shoulder, “please Takumi, this is nothing compared to your previous lack of car knowledge.” Both of them chuckle. “Let’s go Iketani!” Itsuki says, “let them finish their date!” They all wave to each other before they went their separate ways. “I’m glad that went well for you,” Keisuke says to Takumi. “Yeah, me too. I don’t know what I would’ve done if I lost Itsuki.” Keisuke links his pinky with Takumi’s, a small blush creeping across the blonde’s face. “Well I guess we don’t have to worry about that now huh?” Takumi grins. “Nope, guess we don’t.”

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“I expect my 200 yen in a crisp envelope please and thank you Iketani.”

“Shut it jackass!”

You are trapped in an elevator with the person on your lockscreen. Who is it?

Reblog with who you get stuck with~

me and my moots <3

Y'all are amazing. Reblog to hug the person you’re reblogging from.

when I was a little kid at some point I got upset with my parents because I didn't have a crucifix in my bedroom and they did- I was like why do YOU get to be safe from vampires??? you're okay with me getting my blood sucked???? so we took a little trip to the catholic store but the one closest to us was run by a group of nuns that had been moved here from romania. I got a little baby pink cross and this sweet old nun was like 'aww, is this a baptism gift?' and I was like no. I need to be protected from vampires. and she immediately got SO serious and was like 'this is the best one we've got, you'll definitely be safe' and since she was literally from vampire land I was convinced she was like, van helsing. like the whole time my parents had been laughing about how cute my fear was but she literally Knew dracula and was taking my concerns seriously I held this over my parents for so long lmfao

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