#jason todd cooks

[magnoliasandarson]

Hunger

The reason Jason always has enough food to feed his siblings is that he has food insecurity from being homeless.

I keep seeing those cutesy stories where he cooks for the Batkids, and the thought just hit me. He always has enough now because he didn't then.

He remembers dumpster diving for rotten food. He had been fighting the effects of chronic malnutrition until they dumped him in the Lazarus Pit. Jason Todd feeds everyone, because no one fed him.

#jason todd #jason todd cooks #dc universe #dc comics #batman #batfam #robin #bruce wayne #dick grayson #damian wayne #tim drake #stephanie brown #cassandra cain #duke thomas #batfamily #batkids #batbros #red hood #nightwing #red robin #orphan #spoiler

[colebowthemole]

Some family fluff that i made, i don't care how ooc it is. I like to think that Dick helped Jason on a case and in return, Jason is making him Chili on the condition that Dick not touch ANYTHING. Also, Dick is the one who goes to Jason's apartment the most (much to Jason's feigned annoyance) because he's worried about him, and every time he goes he sticks something on the fridge that he finds laying around Jason's apartment.

Shown:

Lian's birthday party invitation

Damien's essay on Pride and Prejudice

A Polaroid from Jason and Dick's ski trip, pre-Jason-dying

#jason todd #batfamily #dick grayson #nightwing #red hood #jason peter todd #batbros #robins #fanart #all the robins are brother #except steph she's like a fun cousin #jason and dick #jason todd and dick grayson #jaybird #little wing #jason and dick ski trip #jason todd cooks #tbh i'd kill for a jason and alfred cookbook #clip studio paint #minor jayroy if you squint hard enough #his apartment was renovated once in the 70's PROVE ME WRONG #my silly little guys #drawing #digitalart #wayne family adventures #damien wayne #tim kinda got left out lol #i'll make some stuff with him and steph scouts honor

[trashcattt]

red hood and the outlaws!!!!

#did this instead of my homework #i think i cooked tho #jason todd #red hood #jason todd fanart #red hood fanart #roy harper #arsenal #roy harper fanart #arsenal fanart #koriand'r #starfire #starfire fanart #dc fanart #dc #dc comics #tc art #tc dc #red hood and the outlaws

[littlefankingdom]

Talia introduced Damian to Bruce as "their second child", and now Bruce is mentally panicking because there's another one, somewhere, when this unspoken first child is Jason.

#bruce wayne #jason todd #talia al ghul #damian wayne #batman #red hood #robin #dc comics #I'm cooking over here #my ramblings #No Talia and Jason didn’t fuck she literally raised him when he was an unstable teenager #she literally raised him because she wanted to play family with Bruce #she's a fucked up mom but she wants the best for her babies

[martiniluvr]

18+ minors dni

warnings: jaybird gets a little rough

★・・・★・・・★・・・★

being the red hood comes with its share of frustrations, which is why jason todd is so grateful he has you. after a while, beating criminals bloody does little for the soul by way of stress-relief. a side effect of the vigilantism, no doubt. luckily, it didn’t take him long to figure out that your body could provide him with all the relief he needed. and so your little ritual began.

now, jason’s hands are planted firmly on your ass, spreading you open as he barrels into you. your cheek is pressed into the mattress, which partially muffles your moans at every intrusion. you whine as you feel him deep inside you, and jason realises you might benefit from some encouragement. he tears himself away from the sight of his glistening cock splitting you open to bend down to your ear, sliding one of his large hands along your back soothingly.

“you’re okay, ma, hm? yeah, you’re okay,” he groans, still pounding into you. the sound of your wetness against him makes his lower abdomen tighten. “c’mon,” he continues, his tone gravelly and breathless. “you’re takin’ me so well. you’re—fuck—doin’ so good for me. so good, baby.”

his loving words are in stark contrast to to the beating he’s inflicting on your sensitive pussy, and it only makes you wetter. he smiles to himself at the pornographic slapping of your soft thighs meeting his muscular ones with each rough thrust, feeling your cunt clench as he places a hot kiss to your temple. his other hand leaves its perch at your ass to tease your clit, eliciting another desperate moan from you.

“jay!” you plead, balling your fists in the messy bedsheets. your belly tightens as an orgasm draws near. “fuck, jay, I’m almost—”

a surge of energy runs through him when he hears the way you say his name, but jason keeps his focus. “no, don’t cum yet,” he breathes, fucking into you harshly to cut you off. “I’m not done with you, ma.”

#might have cooked a little idk #jason todd #jason todd smut #jason todd x reader #jason todd x you #jason todd imagine #red hood #red hood smut #red hood x reader #red hood x you #red hood imagine #dc comics #batfam

[deviouz]

jason todd who fucks you harder when you try to refrain from making any little sound, any lewd facial expression, any telling that he’s got you practically soaking his cock with your arousal. you might try to hold back from letting him know just how well he’s fucking you, but your eyes always tell. they get glazed over and half-lidded with blown out pupils. god, there’s nothing he adores more than seeing them widen, seeing tears well up in your waterline after a particularly well placed thrust.

he’ll cage you in between his arms and look deep into those pretty eyes with a smug smirk plastered on his face, give you no where to look but at him. he’s got your body shuddering with every thrust, hands desperately grasping anywhere but him to find reprieve, but that plan inevitably falters. arms wound around his shoulders, body bucking upwards with every punctuated thrust, jason finally manages to break you. he’s got you damn near screaming on his cock in a matter of no time, and he couldn’t be more pleased with himself.

#yeah idk #half asleep rambles #college has been kicking my ass #and my brain is cooked #but here’s something !! jason lovers come get y’all’s scraps 😪 #link. you’re next. #. . . katy’s ramblings 🪐 #. . . jason todd 💭 #dc x reader smut #dc x reader #jason todd x reader smut #jason todd x reader #jason todd smut #red hood x reader smut #red hood x reader #red hood smut #. . . my fics 💌

[call-me-strega]

Dc x Dp Prompt #10: Inter-Dimensional Bake-Off

Alfred was checking the mail the manor had received that day when he found it. In between bills, fan mail, and company missives was a regal purple envelope addressed to one Alfred Thaddeus Crane Pennyworth. Intrigued, Alfred set aside the rest of the mail and sat to open the letter.

Inside was a high quality cardstock invitation of a metallic silver color decorated with luxurious midnight green script. It declared on the front:

“You Are Cordially Invited”

Alfred raised an eyebrow and flipped open card.

Dear, Alfred Thaddeus Crane Pennyworth You have been cordially invited to participate in the first annual inter-dimensional bake-off to celebrate the coronation of the young, King Phantom, age 21, Ruler of the Infinite Realms, the Great One, Protector of Souls, Keeper of Peace, The Perfect Balance, The Infinite King, Ancient of Space and Reality. We have discerned that you are among the top 25 bakers in the 11 most stable and prominent dimensions with an open connection to the Infinite Realms. Thus, we would like to offer you the opportunity to show off and test your skills against talented competitors. Should you accept, all transport, accommodation, amenities, materials, and potentially needed medical care shall be provided by the King and his court. If you would like to bring any specific ingredients or tools you are welcome to file a request for them when you arrive and they shall be summoned to you at the start of the competition. You are allowed one plus one either as an assistant or moral support. Should you have any questions please write them down and place them on the sigil on the next page and recite the incantation bellow: “bonvolu respondi mian demandon” The event shall occur in a fortnight upon the weekend before the kings official coronation ceremony. In order to confirm your participation in the competition please burn this letter with one of your most recently made baked goods. In order to decline simply dissolve this message under running water. Please confirm your attendance or absence within a week’s time. Kind Regards, the Council of Ancients Advisors to the Good King Phantom

Well, it seemed like Alfred had earned a place in a rather prestigious event. ‘It seems a finally have a reason to make use of all those vacation days Master Bruce keeps insisting I must utilize.’ He smiled to himself, tucking the letter into his pocket. ‘I wonder if Master Jason would be amicable to accompanying me for a weekend of baking in a magical dimension?’

~ Just in case anyone has trouble reading the letter:

Dear, Alfred Thaddeus Crane Pennyworth You have been cordially invited to participate in the first annual inter-dimensional bake-off to celebrate the coronation of the young, King Phantom, age 21, Ruler of the Infinite Realms, the Great One, Protector of Souls, Keeper of Peace, The Perfect Balance, The Infinite King, Ancient of Space and Reality. We have discerned that you are among the top 25 bakers in the 11 most stable and prominent dimensions with an open connection to the Infinite Realms. Thus, we would like to offer you the opportunity to show off and test your skills against talented competitors. Should you accept, all transport, accommodation, amenities, materials, and any potentially needed medical care shall be provided by the King and his court. If you would like to bring any specific ingredients or tools you are welcome to file a request for them when you arrive and they shall be summoned to you at the start of the competition. You are allowed one plus one either as an assistant or moral support. Should you have any questions please write them down and place them on the sigil on the next page and recite the incantation bellow: “bonvolu respondi mian demandon” The event shall occur in a fortnight upon the weekend before the kings official coronation ceremony. In order to confirm your participation in the competition please burn this letter with one of your most recently made baked goods. In order to decline simply dissolve this message under running water. Please confirm your attendance or absence within a week’s time. Kind Regards, the Council of Ancients Advisors to the Good King Phantom

The Esperanto translates to “please answer my question"

Edit: now with possible contestants

#long post #dc x dp #alfred pennyworth #jason todd #danny phantom #interdimensional bake-off #to celebrate Danny’s coronation #ghost king danny #alfred is a good baker #this spawned from the idea that Alfred should have a cook off with the Lunch Lady #potential dead on main #but not 100% necessary #Strega’s dc x dp prompt

[batfamhyperfixation]

Jason: Ew, this tastes gross *turning to Dick next to him and holding it out to him* try it

Dick: What? No way, you just said it tastes gross, why would I try it?

Jason: fine *turns to Tim on the other side of him, holding it out* try this

Tim: *takes a bite* Yeah, disgusting

Damian: Oh please, Drake's a baby, let me try it

Tim: *passes it to Damian*

Damian: *Tries it* Eww, yeah, no, this is gross

Steph: *Takes it from Damian, trying it* makes me want to vomit, try it Cass

Cass: *Takes a bite* yeah no, please never get this again, you want some Duke?

Duke: Why not *takes a bite* Meh, it's not horrible, it's just not good

Dick: Well now I feel left out

Duke: *hands it to Dick*

Dick: *takes a bite*

Dick:

Bruce, in the background: *slaps his forehead* why are they like this

Jason: You wanna try Bruce?

Bruce, dad who feels bad when he says no to his kids: *pained smile* *through clenched teeth* Suuuure...

Dick: *hands it to Bruce*

Bruce: *takes a bite, spits it out into his napkin* Awful, truly atrocious, I'm going to sue, that was so awful

#they are all smart #but when put together they can be dumbasses #they go from like that big brain meme individually to like 2 braincells collectively when put together #im basing this on me with my own siblings #so i know this is just how siblings are #one is like this tastes bad then hands it to another person to try and that just continues til we all have tried it and agreed #but they are also biased cause they all have alfreds cooking regularly so they try something else and are like wtf #alfred spoils them rotten when it comes to good food #batfam #batkids #bat family #jason todd #dick grayson #tim drake #damian wayne #stephanie brown #cassandra cain #duke thomas #bruce wayne #incorrect batfamily quotes #it was gonna stop at bruce being like 'why are they like this' but then i was like... wait a minute #bruce is definitely the dad who cant say no to his kids #and the second part was born

[bruciemilf]

Bruce who has no idea how terrifying he actually is.

Tim one day decides that his boredom overrides his siblings' need for peace and quiet. So, like the little agent of chaos he is, he brings up the dreaded question.

"In your unbiased opinion, who's the strongest in the family?"

Immediately all of them go, "Cass." She's smiling shyly about it, but there's a silver of assured confidence in there.n

Tim sighs. Fine. Too easy. " Okay, maybe that narrows it down. Who's most dangerous? I vote Dick."

Dick doesn't even need to think about it. "Aw, thanks, Timmy! I think I'm gonna go with Ja--" Damian's holding a dangerously sharp pencil to his windpipe. "Dami. Of course it's Damian."

Jason scoffs, "Clearly, it's me. That's like, my whole thing remember? I'm the violent robin--"

"Todd, we all know you gave stickers and cartoon bandages to every Rogue you had to arrest. You had gumball smoke bombs." Jason's 100% turning red and Tim is so gonna tease later.

"Besides, both you and Grayson are wrong."

Damian? Giving someone else credit? That, they have to hear. "Who is it, then?"

"It's Baba, obviously."

Jason breaks in a fit of laughter, alongside them. "Oh come on! Bruce? Bruce, who bakes awful vegan cupcakes for the PTA? He literally starts crying everytime we watch Toy Story 3."

"Because the unethical treatment within prison complexes and unfair labor laws forced upon inamtes parallels gets to him! Nevertheless. Baba could defeat mother. What makes you think he'd have a hard time with you?"

Dick snorts, " I think you're being a bit biased,--"

Damian throws a batarang at Bruce, slicing through the air with a quickness.

Their dad is reading reports, but not only does he evade it, sends it back with venomous speed. Right next to Damian's cheek. A purposeful missed shot.

Later, after they recovered from that whiplash, they ask Bruce the same question, and he of course goes with the most logical answer, " Alfred. But I think any of you could defeat me easily."

That doesn't make them feel better at all.

#dc #dc comics #batman #jason todd #bruce wayne #batfamily #dick grayson #damian wayne #text post #text #let bruce be a top threat pls #he just has to be unaware #like im sorry this mf can fught mutants and gods and whatever atrocity gotham cooks up as a rich kid with a strong immune system??? #BAMF #bamf bruce wayne

[tterracotta]

Which will hurt more? Front hand, or back hand?

#listen #If the guy wants to come back from the dead and murder his own murderer then LET HIM COOK. #batman #jason todd #red hood #robin #fanart #my art

[the-witchhunter]

Danny and Jason flirting but it’s just them talking about food and sharing recipes

Danny: that’s some juicy looking pan roasted chicken you have there… can’t help but notice you have some… brown bits left on the pan…

Jason: Oh yeah? And what do you think I should do about it?

Danny: sauté some onion and deglaze with some red wine, make a nice luscious pan sauce

Jason: Hmmmm… personally I was thinking shallots… something a little subtler… teasing even… maybe take some butter and… mount the sauce

Danny: Yes chef

#dp x dc #dp x dc crossover #dp x dc prompt #dpxdc #dead on main #danny fenton #jason todd #cooking #flirting through food #for context mounting a sauce is a French cooking technique #it means taking cold butter and incorporating it into the sauce for added richness #can be a little tricky since it can break and make the sauce oily instead #but just keep the pan moving constantly and you’re probably fine #it really upgrades a quick pasta sauce for an easy dinner

[in-som-niyah]

happy international women’s day to Jason Todd and his thick, fat and sexy thighs

my thoughts about him singlehandedly dismantle the entire feminist movement and i’m not ashamed

#jason todd #niyah speaks yappanese #jason todd x reader #red hood #jason peter todd #jason todd x you #red hood x reader #dcu #jason todd comfort #international women's day #international women's month #in som niyah #i want to climb him like a tree #bark bark #yes i do the cooking #yes i do the cleaning #my pussy is soaked #i need to chew on him #i need his cock

[glow-worms-are-believers]

Fic idea number 4 (might actually be 3rd or 5th one idk)

Jason has started giving online cooking classes for free for a bit of fun relaxing community service thing. It goes real well, but there's this one student who one time out of two, closes the camera half-way through and sometimes leaves all together.

Now, Jason's not gonna be offended or anything, he gets it, but he's curious. Is the guy maybe shy because his dishes don't turn out right? Or is it just that he's really unlucky and keeps getting called away? Anyways, one day the guy is clearly going for the close camera button again, but it somehow doesn't work without the guy noticing.

Jason himself doesn't noticse at first but then he looks up from the sauce he's making and sees a green glowing fish trying to maim the guy who's fending it off with a knife. After that, the whole class is treated to a very intense battle between the zombie fish and the guy that looks epic and probably sounds like a warzone.

Finally, the guy manages to skewer the fish to the cutting board and trap it there, still struggling. As if noticing the silence from Jason (who's stopped everything to gawk like all the other students), the guy looks to the computer. Then his eyes grow wide as he realizes they can still see him. He flushes bright red before scrambling for the computer and then his camera feed is gone.

Jason is left reeling, "what the hell was that?"

#dc x dp #dp x dc #roxpox #jason todd #cooking class on zoom!

[trashcattt]

grilled cheese

#image if dick and or bruce visit jason’s grave with like #the types of food that they always tricked bruce into making for them #bruce and dick spiderman pointing meme at jason’s grave with each a grilled cheese in hand #I WILL DIE ON THE HILL THAT BRUCE WAYNE CAN COOK #jason todd #jason todd fanart #jason todd robin #robin #robin fanart #can i tag this as red hood? #red hood #batman #bruce wayne #batman fanart #bruce wayne fanart #dc #dc fanart #dc comics #shit post #tc dc #tc art #nightwing fanart #nightwing #dick grayson fanart #dick grayson

[theghostkingisdead]

dpxdc - Neglected Child AU

As one of his first acts as Ghost King, Danny basically created ghost CPS. Mostly they help new spirits come to terms with the fact that they're dead, but situations like Danny's are a lot more common than the Observants had lead him to believe. People who come back from the dead or are exposed to large quantities of unstable ectoplasm often lead sad, short second lives. Either because they are unable to obtain the nutrients their new forms require, or because their communities turn against them in fear. This is a story about Jason Todd.

There was a lot Jazz loved about her job. She loved helping young ghosts find acceptance. She loved matching cases with foster Fraids. She loved meeting new people. She loved the rare excuse to travel dimensions. But some days, Jazz was intimately reminded of why this program was formed in the first place.

Knock, knock, knock.

Jazz looked up from her laptop. “Come in!”

Apple – the ghost of a dryad whose tree was chopped down two summers ago – poked her head in.

“Uh, Lady- I mean, Ms. Phan-, no,” Apple took a shuddering breath. Jazz smiled encouragingly. The girl had only been working here for a season, and already she was making excellent progress. “Ms. Jasmine, there’s a city spirit here to see you, uh, on behalf of a uh, potential client.”

“Thank you, Apple, you can send them in.” Jazz said.

Apple flushed green, closing the door with a sigh. Jazz guessed she had about two minutes before the impromptu meeting began. She used the time to sweep some papers off her desk and into a drawer. It had been some time since she’d had a walk-in like this. Jazz had a strict open doors policy when it came to her office, despite the technical fact that her door was often closed; it was just easier to focus that way! She had no idea why most ghosts preferred to submit claims by mail, really it was much better for them to speak with an officer in person.

Thirty years ago, Jazz would’ve had trouble describing the spirit that walked through the doors. Fifty years ago, even looking at it would’ve been painful. But Jasmine Duchess Phantom had been living in the Infinite Realms for almost eighty years now, and liminal senses reached out subconsciously, cataloging scents and colors that her mortal mind would have balked at.

The shape of a steel-colored skeleton peered out at her from a billowing cloud of grey smoke, which curled around its feet and seeped across the floor. Jazz tasted gunmetal and sugar, smelled stale urine and burned bread, felt desperation-fear-hunger-love crash violently against her. Like a cliff to a wave, Jazz stood her ground, letting herself be tested. This spirit was old and afraid; when it spoke, it spoke in a million overlapping voices.

“My apologies for barging in unannounced, Your Grace. I come before you with an issue of great import. One I have reason to believe our King may have a personal interest in.”

Jazz nodded, “My doors are always open, City Spirit. I’m always happy to help. But before I hear your petition, may I know who I am addressing?”

The skeleton did not move that she could see, but Jazz heard windchimes like chittering laughter.

“I am Gotham, Your Grace. My apologies for my rudeness. I have little reason to travel these days and am unaccustomed to necessary introductions.”

Jazz nodded, committing the name and its taste to memory. “No need to apologize, Gotham. Your situation is not unique amongst your kind. Have a seat,” Jazz gestured at the plush couch across from her desk. “What troubles you so, to bring you so far from home?”

There was more windchime tittering, and Jazz wondered if the spirit was laughing or just readjusting itself on a plane she could not see. A nervous tick, perhaps? Maybe she could send Apple for something to make Gotham feel more at ease. Bullet casings or chocolate chip cookies would be equally soothing to this entity, Jazz guessed.

Gotham folded into itself, form blurring slightly before reforming on the couch, leaned forward with elbows on knees. “Many years ago, a mortal man pledged himself to my service. I accepted him as a City Guard, my mortal Champion. This man has many children who have likewise pledged themselves to my protection.”

Jazz smothered the urge to interrupt. She loathed the idea of child Guards; the fact that this City Spirit was here now asking for help meant that this instance had gone just as well as it usually did.

Unaware of her internal judgement, Gotham continued. “The second child died and revived some seven years ago, I…” This time, the rattling sound emanating from Gotham shook the room with the force of a thunderclap. “You have to understand, I don’t claim kids as champions, so technically he was never even under my protection. And when he came back, he ran! I don’t have power outside the city, you know, so even if, well, it’s not like there was anything I could have done differently,”

Jazz was aware that she was frowning. She could only guess what her aura felt like to Gotham, whose smoky aura was rapidly thickening. A bird puffing itself up to look bigger. A cheap trick. If Jazz were in a more compassionate mood, she might have felt embarrassed at such a juvenile display from a spirit decades older than herself.

“You neglected a child, or-” she cut off Gotham before it could protest, “allowed a child to be neglected. For seven years. What changed? Why petition him now and not then?”

Gotham chittered, “Well, you see, he came back to me just over a year ago, retook his pledge and everything. And, well, things were rough, I thought the fraid was just readjusting itself, but, er-”

“Tell me.”

“Well, the problem is I don’t exactly know what the boy is anymore, but he’s more ghostly than not, and his fraid’s fully human. If this infighting between my Guards goes on for any longer, it’ll tear me apart. I figured The King might want to step in, considering this boy might be a halfa, maybe he could help him and the fraid get back to normal.”

Jazz grinned. “Rest assured, Gotham, The Crown will indeed be taking special interest in your case.” Words dripped from her lips, caustic even to her own ears. “Now, why don’t you go outside and give Apple the rest of the details. I have some visits to make.”

#ghost king danny #dpxdc jason todd #jasmine fenton #jazz fenton #sentient gotham #neglected child au #dpxdc #yeah i'm really excited about this idea. its been cooking for a while now . #its nowhere near complete but honestly i'm having trouble with batfam characterization. if anyones interested in like #cowriting #my dms are always open #unedited

[wendydoodles]

The characterization of Jason Todd in Gotham Knights is my favorite. I've loved the character for many years and am glad to see some nuance and for him to be more than just "edgy" and angst driven. He's sensitive, he cares about his family, he cooks, he goes to therapy, and he's built like a fridge. He's perfect, no notes.

#gotham knights #jason todd #gk jason todd #fan art #wendydoodles #sketch #kiss the cook #he's perfect no notes