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Love language : multifandom imagine

(this is multifandom, feel free to imagine whoever male character you like).

***

She never considered herself a person who would express love through touch.

Quality time, acts of service, gift giving? Yes, absolutely, in that particular order.

But the touch was always last, almost forgotten, if not neglected.

And then he came into her life.

And suddenly it was like her world turned upside down.

Suddenly, all she waited for, for the entire day was coming home from work, snuggling next to him, on the couch or – if it was a long day and they both got lucky enough to be home – into the bed – tracing patters on his biceps, on his chest, on his abs. Everywhere she could reach. Snuggling close to the point she was almost suffocating him with the affectionate behavior.

All she could dream about was the feel of his skin against her, of the warmth, of the safety of his embrace.

Suddently, there was no shame in falling on top of him, with hands spread on each of his side, so she could sense his every move, know exactly how his muscles were flexing when he was squirming.

Funny how things turn out.

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Jealous Dick Grayson x reader, where reader is popular among guys and tends to get love letters and confessions along with boys flirting with her

Jealous! Richard Grayson x Reader

Jealous! Richard Grayson who constantly notices when other guys are giving you extra attention, whether it's in person or online. He'll try to play it cool at first, but you can see his jaw tighten whenever someone flirts with you, even if they don't mean it seriously. He might even make an offhand comment like, "Some guys really have no boundaries, huh?"

Jealous! Richard Grayson who doesn't care if you're just being friendly with someone—if a guy compliments you, he's already thinking about ways to subtly remind them that you're taken. He’ll go out of his way to walk you to class, making sure everyone knows you’re with him. He’s not afraid to "accidentally" bump into someone who's getting too close to you.

Jealous! Richard Grayson who gets super quiet whenever you mention receiving a love letter or a confession. He’ll pretend it doesn’t bother him, but the way his hand clenches into a fist betrays his feelings. You’ll catch him staring at the letter with a look of frustration, like he's ready to track down the guy who sent it.

Jealous! Richard Grayson who becomes hyper-aware of every little thing when you're around other guys, his eyes tracking every move. He’ll hover a bit too close when you're talking to someone and casually throw an arm around your shoulders. His protective instincts come out, and he just wants to remind everyone that you're his.

Jealous! Richard Grayson who tries his hardest to make sure you feel appreciated and special—because he's not going to let any guy steal your attention. He’s always the first one to plan surprise dates or little thoughtful gestures. It’s his way of making sure you know he values you, especially when he sees other guys doing the same.

Jealous! Richard Grayson who will straight-up glare at any guy who tries to hand you something—a love letter, a bouquet, anything—without even trying to hide it. He’ll offer a tight-lipped smile before ushering you away, keeping you close to him as if to say, "You're mine."

Jealous! Richard Grayson who acts like he’s okay when a guy confesses their feelings for you, but his eyes will narrow and you can feel the tension in the air. When the guy leaves, Richard will lean in close and quietly say, “You know I don’t like when people think they can just claim you like that, right?”

Jealous! Richard Grayson who, when someone sends you a flirty text or message, will just casually swipe your phone away before you even have a chance to respond. He doesn’t mind being playful about it, but deep down, he’s a little annoyed that someone thinks they can get your attention like that.

Jealous! Richard Grayson who might seem like the calm, cool guy everyone loves, but when it comes to you, he’s more like a fierce protector. If he even thinks someone’s crossing a line with you, he’s quick to step in. He’ll calmly remind them that they’re crossing into dangerous territory.

Jealous! Richard Grayson who, after a guy compliments your appearance or says something nice, will immediately take your hand and guide you away. Once you're out of earshot, he’ll casually say, “You don’t need them to tell you how amazing you are, I’ve got that covered.”

Jealous! Richard Grayson who, when a guy tries to confess their feelings for you, might smile and nod politely, but his body language will immediately shift. You’ll catch him standing a little straighter, his posture becoming more rigid as if silently claiming his territory.

Jealous! Richard Grayson who, after receiving a particularly romantic confession directed at you, might joke, “I guess some people don’t know when to take the hint.” He tries to make light of it, but you can tell by his expression he’s a little more upset than he’s letting on.

Jealous! Richard Grayson who, when he sees another guy trying to buy you a gift or treat you in any special way, will jump at the chance to one-up them with something even more thoughtful. It’s not about the gift, but about showing that you're his and no one else can outdo him.

Jealous! Richard Grayson who, if he catches someone giving you too much attention, will insist on being extra affectionate in front of them. He’ll wrap his arm around your waist, kiss the top of your head, and make sure everyone knows that you're taken.

Jealous! Richard Grayson who, despite his usual confidence, might get insecure when you talk about receiving a lot of attention from others. He’ll try not to show it, but you’ll notice how his gaze becomes distant, as if he's comparing himself to all the other guys vying for your affection.

Jealous! Richard Grayson who, when a love letter is slipped into your gym locker, will act as though it’s not a big deal—until he reads it. Afterward, he’ll give you a pointed look and say, “We need to have a little chat about boundaries and respect.”

Jealous! Richard Grayson who will give a teasing, yet protective grin when someone tries to flirt with you in front of him. He’ll place a hand on your shoulder or back, claiming you as his without saying a word. His eyes will make it clear that you belong to him.

Jealous! Richard Grayson who, if you tell him you got another confession, might hide his frustration by pretending it doesn't bother him. But later, he'll make sure to show you how much he values you by planning a grand gesture that only you would appreciate.

Jealous! Richard Grayson who will joke about how many love letters you get, but deep down, he’s keeping track of every single one. Whenever someone else confesses their feelings, he’ll say, “You know, I’m pretty sure you’ve got a whole fan club at this point.”

Jealous! Richard Grayson who might act overly protective when you're just talking to a guy—like standing too close to you or being a little more possessive than usual. If someone makes you uncomfortable, he’ll be the first to step in and defend you, even if it’s subtle.

Masterlist

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HIIII pretty!!

I was wondering if you could write a request from me….

You probably asking why is there a screenshot??

And the thing is when I was going to request I texted the wrong person when I minted to text u!!😔🙏🏽

Hi there :)

At this point of my Tumblr journey my requests are like permanently open.

As for your idea, I'm not that familiar with Wally but hey, flash got me into DC in the first place and I can't say no to a badass reader ;)

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@talieee ❤️😍

This is why I love English. I mean - the word games? Chef's kisses 😘

Probation : Dick Grayson x reader

part 2 to Shattered

the gif is there on purpose, you'll get it ;)

***

„Y/N!”

„No, Dick, no! We’re done. I’m done! Have a happy life or whatever-!”

She shut the door behind her, walking away from everything they build for the last months and years.

Something that could never been permanent only because the fundaments of their joined life were being successively undermined by a mole in the form of Barbara.

His best friend.

Huh! Even thinking that, was some sort of aberration of her. Best friend, damn it. Best friend who wanted nothing more then to jump his –

No.

No, enough.

Y/N was free. Free from manipulation, free from mind games, from fear, from pain and constant self-questioning her worth.

Free.

And if that freedom came with sense of betrayal, loneliness and stupid aching pain in the chest due to holding back tears – so be it.

***

“I don’t understand…”

Meanwhile Dick was sitting on the couch in his apartment, face hid in hands, shaking head and ruffling his already messed up hair.

At least he had some decency to put on a shirt, cause somewhere deep inside, the last of his braincells whispered that it was sort of inappropriate to sit half-naked alone with Babs.

And honestly, that was the first surprise, cause such thought had never haunted him before.

So why now?

“I know you don’t, Dick…” Barbara whispered sitting cross-legged next to him placing hand on his shoulder – “Me neither. I just don’t get it why she would suddenly get so – vicious and – and mean and – vulgar.”

“That was not my Y/N…” Dick stuttered, barely noticing that Babs started tracing soft, comforting circles on his shoulder.

“Maybe that was the part you didn’t know before?”

“No!” Dick raised his head abruptly. “no! no, of course not! I know her! She can be bossy and mean and tend to want to have things her own way, but she’s not – aggressive!”

“Hey, hey relax, I’m just saying-“ Barbara raised her hands in the air, in the sign of pure intentions and innocence (yeah, right). “- people change you know.”

“but not like this! Not so – abruptly!”

“Dick-“

“I mean it Babs!”

“Ok, ok, relax. How about we’ll make some tea and watch a movie to get some perspective?”

“Tea? Are you being serious right now?”

“Dick-“

He almost jumped off the couch and started pacing around the room, rubbing his face nervously.

‘I’m not going to be drinking tea while Y/N is somewhere, god knows where!”

“But she’s the one who stormed off.”

“Well then maybe I should have done more to make her stay-“

“Dick, you can’t stop a girl when she’s angry-“

“It’s my Y/n!”

“So what?”

“So – so what?! What do you mean so what? She’s my girlfriend!”

“Have you ever considered she may not want to be your girl anymore?”

“What---?”

“Dick, just listen to me-“ Barbara stood up and walked to him, reaching for his hands and squeezing them reassuringly. “she doesn’t respect you-“

“What are you-?”

“She doesn’t cherish you-“

“This is not-“

“She doesn’t love you.” Barbara cupped his cheek and caressed it softly but if her intention was to make Dick lean into the touch it definitely backfired when he grabbed her wrist in an iron grip, almost tearing her hand from his skin.

“Don’t.” he almost growled.

“Dick-“

“I said don’t. she loves me. And I love her. Her. You hear me loud and clear now. I love Y/N.”

“She’s not good for you!”

“Not good, huh?” Dick scoffed ‘how would you know what’s good for me? You? With your manipulation? With your tricks and puppet master role?”

“I don’t-“ she tried to defend herself but it was too late. Dick Grayson may have not been the sharpest tool in the shed but if anything he was tuned in on any manifestation of injustice, unfairness or cruelty. Mix that trait with the fact that the object of said behavior was his Y/N and add the sprinkle of guilt of not realizing it sooner and you get an explosive match.

“Enough.”

Dick Grayson, the nightwing, the hero was gone.

All left was a protective and possessive boyfriend, even if a little belated.

“Get out.”

“What?”

“You heard me.”

“But I’m your best-“

“No.”

“No? What do you mean no? We’ve known each other since we were kids! You can’t put her over me!”

“That is exactly what I’m doing.”

“You’re gonna regret this.“

“Maybe. Or maybe not. But right now, I want you out. Out of here and out of our lives.”

“You are going to regret this. Besides, in case you didn’t notice, you already lost so-called your Y/N. She’s gone and she hates you. So if anything, I half-succeeded and you are left with nothing. When you come knocking at my door, you’ll realize I won.”

Barbara grabbed her clothes and walked out the door, shutting them behind herself in the same way Y/N did some time earlier, leaving Dick with a heavy heart and weighing conscience.

Already masterminding a plan to fix everything.

***

“Y/N.”

“Y/N?”

“Y/n!”

“What!?” Her colleagues finally managed to throw her out of her reverie, by yelling her name repeatedly, making her awfully angry. “what is so important that you have to resort to screaming match?!”

“Dick is waiting outside, staring at our window.”

“Dick is waiting - what?”

“come on, look for yourself.” One of her friends dragged her towards the window so she could see for herself. The second that Dick caught her silhouette he raised hand in a shy form of greeting. And damn, that smile that always made her knees weak.

“Are you crazy?” Y/N wriggled free and jumped to the other side of the room “we had a fight! I don’t want to see him!”

“How were we supposed to know you had a fight! You never share such things!”

“We’re work colleagues not friends!”

“Oh! Great, now she’s mean. Do not pour your relationship frustrations onto us!”

“I’m not- ugh!” she groaned, throwing hands in the air in frustration, falling onto the nearby chair in a sense of defeat.

“Y/N…”

“Leave me alone….”

“We’re not going to do that.”

“I’m gonna start crying.” She warned.

“Oh god, forbid you have some human emotions in you.”

“Stop making me feel better when I’m feeling bad.” Y/N chuckled “That’s mean…”

“Go talk to him.”

“No!”

“Go!”

“No!”

“You love him!” her friend reminded her. “you love him, you love him, you love him, you-“

“Fine! Fine! I do! I love him! Happy now!’

“Extremely.”

Before Y/N could realize what was happening, she was being wrapped in a coat, with a hat on his head and a scarf over the half her of her face and literally pushed outside to have a conversation with that poor guy who was freezing in the cold.

***

A life lesson worth remembering is that a person should make sure the scarf does not limit one’s field of view before stepping outside onto the snowy, slippery ground.

In the heat of the events Y/N failed to do her homework in that area and found herself tripping over the frozen surface, starting to fall down, her entire life flashing through her eyes, already saying goodbyes to her worries, closing eyes in a wait for eternal bliss –

“I got you.”

She did not meet with the creator and definitely not with any of his angels, but the face she saw was pretty close.

Of course she had to end up like a rom-com heroine, engaged in a seemingly funny but awfully cliché, embarrassing and directed scene of being saved from bruised ass.

“Great….” She muttered, but made no move to free herself from his grasp. “just what I needed.”

“You want me to drop you?” Dick chuckled

“By all means, please do. Just make sure I hit my head hard enough to not remember this.”

“How about I’ll help you hit yourself so hard you won’t remember how much of an idiot I’ve been?”

“Mh. Interesting idea, even if that would mean forgetting quite a few years.”

“I’m sorry.” He sighed and she raised an eyebrow.

“Are you admitting you’ve been wrong in something?”

“Wrong? No! Never. I’ve never been wrong in my whole life!”

“Never? I’ll be merciful and give you five seconds to reconsider. Four… three… two…”

“Fine! Fine! I was wrong….” Dick muttered, looking down, his words barely audible and hardly coherent.

“Better. Please continue.”

“I cast her out.” He muttered

“Your myopia? Poor you, I’m sure you feel lonely now-“

“Y/N!” his grip on her waist tightened, blue eyes threw daggers at her.

“What?”

“You’re making it awfully hard to apologies to you!”

“You were expecting me to make it easy?”

“Nah.” He grinned “Not in the slightest. Though I figured it was appropriate to point out how much effort I’m putting into getting you back.”

“This is not a teenage movie, Richard.”

“Of course not, you are way past your teenage years, love – Ouch! You hit me!?”

“You mocked my respectable age, you dumbass!” she wriggled free and started throwing half-formed snowballs at him.

“Oh no, you don’t!” he attacked right back, grabbing onto her, spinning her around, pushing her hat onto her face (blocking the view again!), and beginning to gradually turn her into a giant snowman.

“Stop it!” she laughed struggling against him, wriggling arms and legs in poor attempt to break free before the snow landed under her coat.

“I’m sorry!” he yelled, not letting go.

“I said stop it!”

“Did you hear what I said?”

“You’re yelling in my ear, I’m practically deaf now!”

“I’m sorry.” He turned her so she was facing him, fixing her hat to meet her eyes “I’m sorry. I should have-“

“Idiot.” She cut him off

“Absolutely.”

“Dumbass.”

“The biggest in the world.” He agreed without missing a beat.

Y/N bit her lip, thinking deeply.

“Fool?” she tried again.

“Without a doubt.” He nodded “But are you going to keep throwing synonyms at me?”

Suddenly she got an idea, the mischief flashing in her eyes as she reached for her phone and flashed the camera in her face.

“What are you doing?” he tilted his head, raising an eyebrow.

“Rudolf.” She laughed

“What?”

“No more synonyms. You are so ugly Dick!”

“Ugly? Ok, I get it your mad, but that’s a low blow, even for you and – OH MY GOD!”

The photo she snapped?

With him having red nose, messed up, flat hair  full of snow, crooked scarf and red mark on the cheek?

“Betrayal!” he yelled

“Again – did you expect me to make it easy?”

“Seriously, now you absolutely have to forgive me.” He grabbed both her hands in his.

“I have to?” she smirked

“With that snapshot I suppose we’re even?”

“Dick.”

“Yeah?”

“What happened?”

“I love you.”

“Oh? Do you?” she teased “Since when?”

“No idea. It’s just kind of happened to me. Like a lightning bolt.”

“Bless mother nature for giving us subtle signs. “

“She’s gone. I’m sorry for being blind. You are the most important to me and – “

“and-?”

“Do I have to?”

“Yes you have to.”

“You were right…” she sighed “you were right about Barbara all along…” he bore eyes into the ground.

“Eyes up Mr Grayson.”

“Y/N… you are the most important to me…”

“You’re officially on probation now.”

“Really!?” he lighted up immediately “I am? Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

He spun her in the air, upon hearing that she was kind enough to put him on probation.

Things were looking good.

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Probation : Dick Grayson x reader

part 2 to Shattered

the gif is there on purpose, you'll get it ;)

***

„Y/N!”

„No, Dick, no! We’re done. I’m done! Have a happy life or whatever-!”

She shut the door behind her, walking away from everything they build for the last months and years.

Something that could never been permanent only because the fundaments of their joined life were being successively undermined by a mole in the form of Barbara.

His best friend.

Huh! Even thinking that, was some sort of aberration of her. Best friend, damn it. Best friend who wanted nothing more then to jump his –

No.

No, enough.

Y/N was free. Free from manipulation, free from mind games, from fear, from pain and constant self-questioning her worth.

Free.

And if that freedom came with sense of betrayal, loneliness and stupid aching pain in the chest due to holding back tears – so be it.

***

“I don’t understand…”

Meanwhile Dick was sitting on the couch in his apartment, face hid in hands, shaking head and ruffling his already messed up hair.

At least he had some decency to put on a shirt, cause somewhere deep inside, the last of his braincells whispered that it was sort of inappropriate to sit half-naked alone with Babs.

And honestly, that was the first surprise, cause such thought had never haunted him before.

So why now?

“I know you don’t, Dick…” Barbara whispered sitting cross-legged next to him placing hand on his shoulder – “Me neither. I just don’t get it why she would suddenly get so – vicious and – and mean and – vulgar.”

“That was not my Y/N…” Dick stuttered, barely noticing that Babs started tracing soft, comforting circles on his shoulder.

“Maybe that was the part you didn’t know before?”

“No!” Dick raised his head abruptly. “no! no, of course not! I know her! She can be bossy and mean and tend to want to have things her own way, but she’s not – aggressive!”

“Hey, hey relax, I’m just saying-“ Barbara raised her hands in the air, in the sign of pure intentions and innocence (yeah, right). “- people change you know.”

“but not like this! Not so – abruptly!”

“Dick-“

“I mean it Babs!”

“Ok, ok, relax. How about we’ll make some tea and watch a movie to get some perspective?”

“Tea? Are you being serious right now?”

“Dick-“

He almost jumped off the couch and started pacing around the room, rubbing his face nervously.

‘I’m not going to be drinking tea while Y/N is somewhere, god knows where!”

“But she’s the one who stormed off.”

“Well then maybe I should have done more to make her stay-“

“Dick, you can’t stop a girl when she’s angry-“

“It’s my Y/n!”

“So what?”

“So – so what?! What do you mean so what? She’s my girlfriend!”

“Have you ever considered she may not want to be your girl anymore?”

“What---?”

“Dick, just listen to me-“ Barbara stood up and walked to him, reaching for his hands and squeezing them reassuringly. “she doesn’t respect you-“

“What are you-?”

“She doesn’t cherish you-“

“This is not-“

“She doesn’t love you.” Barbara cupped his cheek and caressed it softly but if her intention was to make Dick lean into the touch it definitely backfired when he grabbed her wrist in an iron grip, almost tearing her hand from his skin.

“Don’t.” he almost growled.

“Dick-“

“I said don’t. she loves me. And I love her. Her. You hear me loud and clear now. I love Y/N.”

“She’s not good for you!”

“Not good, huh?” Dick scoffed ‘how would you know what’s good for me? You? With your manipulation? With your tricks and puppet master role?”

“I don’t-“ she tried to defend herself but it was too late. Dick Grayson may have not been the sharpest tool in the shed but if anything he was tuned in on any manifestation of injustice, unfairness or cruelty. Mix that trait with the fact that the object of said behavior was his Y/N and add the sprinkle of guilt of not realizing it sooner and you get an explosive match.

“Enough.”

Dick Grayson, the nightwing, the hero was gone.

All left was a protective and possessive boyfriend, even if a little belated.

“Get out.”

“What?”

“You heard me.”

“But I’m your best-“

“No.”

“No? What do you mean no? We’ve known each other since we were kids! You can’t put her over me!”

“That is exactly what I’m doing.”

“You’re gonna regret this.“

“Maybe. Or maybe not. But right now, I want you out. Out of here and out of our lives.”

“You are going to regret this. Besides, in case you didn’t notice, you already lost so-called your Y/N. She’s gone and she hates you. So if anything, I half-succeeded and you are left with nothing. When you come knocking at my door, you’ll realize I won.”

Barbara grabbed her clothes and walked out the door, shutting them behind herself in the same way Y/N did some time earlier, leaving Dick with a heavy heart and weighing conscience.

Already masterminding a plan to fix everything.

***

“Y/N.”

“Y/N?”

“Y/n!”

“What!?” Her colleagues finally managed to throw her out of her reverie, by yelling her name repeatedly, making her awfully angry. “what is so important that you have to resort to screaming match?!”

“Dick is waiting outside, staring at our window.”

“Dick is waiting - what?”

“come on, look for yourself.” One of her friends dragged her towards the window so she could see for herself. The second that Dick caught her silhouette he raised hand in a shy form of greeting. And damn, that smile that always made her knees weak.

“Are you crazy?” Y/N wriggled free and jumped to the other side of the room “we had a fight! I don’t want to see him!”

“How were we supposed to know you had a fight! You never share such things!”

“We’re work colleagues not friends!”

“Oh! Great, now she’s mean. Do not pour your relationship frustrations onto us!”

“I’m not- ugh!” she groaned, throwing hands in the air in frustration, falling onto the nearby chair in a sense of defeat.

“Y/N…”

“Leave me alone….”

“We’re not going to do that.”

“I’m gonna start crying.” She warned.

“Oh god, forbid you have some human emotions in you.”

“Stop making me feel better when I’m feeling bad.” Y/N chuckled “That’s mean…”

“Go talk to him.”

“No!”

“Go!”

“No!”

“You love him!” her friend reminded her. “you love him, you love him, you love him, you-“

“Fine! Fine! I do! I love him! Happy now!’

“Extremely.”

Before Y/N could realize what was happening, she was being wrapped in a coat, with a hat on his head and a scarf over the half her of her face and literally pushed outside to have a conversation with that poor guy who was freezing in the cold.

***

A life lesson worth remembering is that a person should make sure the scarf does not limit one’s field of view before stepping outside onto the snowy, slippery ground.

In the heat of the events Y/N failed to do her homework in that area and found herself tripping over the frozen surface, starting to fall down, her entire life flashing through her eyes, already saying goodbyes to her worries, closing eyes in a wait for eternal bliss –

“I got you.”

She did not meet with the creator and definitely not with any of his angels, but the face she saw was pretty close.

Of course she had to end up like a rom-com heroine, engaged in a seemingly funny but awfully cliché, embarrassing and directed scene of being saved from bruised ass.

“Great….” She muttered, but made no move to free herself from his grasp. “just what I needed.”

“You want me to drop you?” Dick chuckled

“By all means, please do. Just make sure I hit my head hard enough to not remember this.”

“How about I’ll help you hit yourself so hard you won’t remember how much of an idiot I’ve been?”

“Mh. Interesting idea, even if that would mean forgetting quite a few years.”

“I’m sorry.” He sighed and she raised an eyebrow.

“Are you admitting you’ve been wrong in something?”

“Wrong? No! Never. I’ve never been wrong in my whole life!”

“Never? I’ll be merciful and give you five seconds to reconsider. Four… three… two…”

“Fine! Fine! I was wrong….” Dick muttered, looking down, his words barely audible and hardly coherent.

“Better. Please continue.”

“I cast her out.” He muttered

“Your myopia? Poor you, I’m sure you feel lonely now-“

“Y/N!” his grip on her waist tightened, blue eyes threw daggers at her.

“What?”

“You’re making it awfully hard to apologies to you!”

“You were expecting me to make it easy?”

“Nah.” He grinned “Not in the slightest. Though I figured it was appropriate to point out how much effort I’m putting into getting you back.”

“This is not a teenage movie, Richard.”

“Of course not, you are way past your teenage years, love – Ouch! You hit me!?”

“You mocked my respectable age, you dumbass!” she wriggled free and started throwing half-formed snowballs at him.

“Oh no, you don’t!” he attacked right back, grabbing onto her, spinning her around, pushing her hat onto her face (blocking the view again!), and beginning to gradually turn her into a giant snowman.

“Stop it!” she laughed struggling against him, wriggling arms and legs in poor attempt to break free before the snow landed under her coat.

“I’m sorry!” he yelled, not letting go.

“I said stop it!”

“Did you hear what I said?”

“You’re yelling in my ear, I’m practically deaf now!”

“I’m sorry.” He turned her so she was facing him, fixing her hat to meet her eyes “I’m sorry. I should have-“

“Idiot.” She cut him off

“Absolutely.”

“Dumbass.”

“The biggest in the world.” He agreed without missing a beat.

Y/N bit her lip, thinking deeply.

“Fool?” she tried again.

“Without a doubt.” He nodded “But are you going to keep throwing synonyms at me?”

Suddenly she got an idea, the mischief flashing in her eyes as she reached for her phone and flashed the camera in her face.

“What are you doing?” he tilted his head, raising an eyebrow.

“Rudolf.” She laughed

“What?”

“No more synonyms. You are so ugly Dick!”

“Ugly? Ok, I get it your mad, but that’s a low blow, even for you and – OH MY GOD!”

The photo she snapped?

With him having red nose, messed up, flat hair  full of snow, crooked scarf and red mark on the cheek?

“Betrayal!” he yelled

“Again – did you expect me to make it easy?”

“Seriously, now you absolutely have to forgive me.” He grabbed both her hands in his.

“I have to?” she smirked

“With that snapshot I suppose we’re even?”

“Dick.”

“Yeah?”

“What happened?”

“I love you.”

“Oh? Do you?” she teased “Since when?”

“No idea. It’s just kind of happened to me. Like a lightning bolt.”

“Bless mother nature for giving us subtle signs. “

“She’s gone. I’m sorry for being blind. You are the most important to me and – “

“and-?”

“Do I have to?”

“Yes you have to.”

“You were right…” she sighed “you were right about Barbara all along…” he bore eyes into the ground.

“Eyes up Mr Grayson.”

“Y/N��� you are the most important to me…”

“You’re officially on probation now.”

“Really!?” he lighted up immediately “I am? Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

He spun her in the air, upon hearing that she was kind enough to put him on probation.

Things were looking good.

@fullbelieverheart @peachmartini @flooofity @gloomysel @disi2507 @marzzrambles @justliving15

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Hi, Nes, do you think you can possibly do an Alpha!Jason x Beta!Reader fic where they both meet each other in light once again in a party, after reader's family been wiped out by forces due to heavy connections with all sort of bad things (in fact, reader's the one to give the batfam a few of the clues) which afterwards she totally gone invisible? Reader usually has an apathetic facade, deep down is caring but she's done with stupid choices, so it's better for her to keep her guard.

hi there :)

I really hope I got the request right XD and sure I can work with that.

[igotanidea]

I think I'm gonna continue on this one...

:)

Fourth floor: Jason Todd x reader

Imagine Jason having a target.

A new gothamite villain pretending to be a regular, common civilian, living in a tenement house, having his little happy famliy that had no idea of his real proffesion.

Real profession being the most bloodthirsty, ruthless crime boss that Gotham has ever seen.

Yes, worse than Black mask, Joker, Bane, Riddler or whoever else.

And being who he wa Jason made it his personal mission to eradicate the rodent.

And since while gathering intel he learnt that his family (his wonderful, clueless wife and his innnocent princess of a daughter) were out of town, the best way of dealing with shit was to get his target alone in his apartment.

After all, in his lair he was always surrounded by his minders. And why bother making it harder than necessary when Jason could have a clean in and out in villain's flat.

Well-

Jason had intel, had preparation, skills and a perfect plan.

But what he didn't have is a little bit more of an orientation.

Becuse by some crazy accident he confused the flats and instead of entering the crime boss's one?

He broke into yours.

Not realising it at first.

At least not until he got hit with a baseball bat and met with a fuming girl that looked a lot like rabid squirrel.

"the fuck!?" she struggled against the grip Jason had on her wrist while holding her arm up, almost making her legs dangle in the air "who the fuck are you?!"

"You're not him." Jason, the-smart-cookie-Todd stated watching her fight against him despite having zero chances.

"Him? The hell! Look I may be a little disheveled but I think it's obvious I'm a woman."

"Yeah... sorry..." he let go off her wrist trying to calm the girl down. The last thing he needed was a hysterical female making a fuss in the entire building and startle his quarry "I was looking for..."

"Oh, yeah, he lives on fifth, this is fourth."

"What? How are you--"

"Common mistake. Unlike many other buildings in the city we have ground story, so-" she shrugged

Jason grunted in some sort of appreciation, but before he could leave she called his name.

Not his real name, obviously, the vigilante one!

"Be careful, Hood."

"I know how to handle myself." he almost hissed in annoyance at those stupid words.

"Yeah I know. Just thought you haven't heard those for a longer while and you look like you need to know someone actually care and appreciate your work. Not just Bats' one."

Good thing she didn't see him blush under the helmet.

And even better thing she didn't know that after dealing with his mission, Jason actually stalked her a little.

Learning her name and profession.

Making it his other personal mission to hear those words from her again.

Maybe not only as a Red Hood.

And he smiled to himself, when in the middle of some other cold, dark Gotham night he subconsciously found himself standing on the rooftop of the opposite building.

Staring right into her window.

Fourth floor.

Noted.

[igotanidea]

Just watched "The art of racing in the rain" and damn, another movie to add to the "crying list".

100% recommend.

[igotanidea]

p sure if you drew pretty girl Jason Todd you'd have an entire userbase losing their minds

like this? 👀

[igotanidea]

It's up XD

look here: Shattered

Hello how are you? I hope well.

I wonder if you could write something where the reader/protagonist breaks up with Dick after an argument, because she doesn't feel happy in the relationship, she's jealous of Barbara or maybe Helena and that has consumed her thoughts and emotions.

She is younger than Dick (all legal) and has never had a boyfriend before him. Dick thinks it's because of his inexperience that she's jealous of her past so he always minimizes her negative feelings until she gets fed up and broken up and breaks up with him and leaves. What Dick doesn't know is how Barbara is pure manipulation and has played with your mind all this time to make you feel jealous and insecure about your relationship with Dean, she makes comments when Dean is not there, she puts on Dick's shirts and leaves his room. so that you can see her (things when she knows that Dick doesn't notice her) of course Dick is not cheating on you with her or with anyone. He sees Barbara like his family, that's all until he realizes everything and makes her go of his life forever, and he is determined to find you and have you with him again.

No hate towards Barbara, in fact she is one of my favorites. I love her. It's just that I need Drama. Barbara and Dick Ex-Boyfriends... and since Barbara is Batgirl and Bruce's goddaughter she is always around so you know I thought that if there isn't an ex that Dick can't get rid of in Barbara.

* Sure Dick had been an overprotective and possessive boyfriend but he didn't protect you from whoever he should from Barbara's sick mind games.

Could you please write something like this? as a christmas gift? I love everything you write

THANKS! ✨️

And I don't want to bother you but if you don't you could still respond with NO so I could know that you read it, thank you.

hi there :)

YES :)

[igotanidea]

Shattered: Dick Grayson x reader

request excerpt : Barbara being a family in Dick's eyes, using it to play with the mind of his girlfriend only to bring it out to extreme....

PART 1

They were good.

They were good, right?

Right?

Then why was she having this nagging feeling that good times were about to come to a crashing-with-reality end?

Why was her heart picking up the pace and blood was humming in her ears every time she thought about…. Her.

Barbara Gordon.

Dick’s best friend and a batgirl to his Robin.

While Y/N was just a girl, not so much of a bat one.  

***

When she woke up in the morning, he was sleeping next to her, shirtless and she could swear he was teasing her even while being dozed off.

Subconsciously she scanned his body for any potential bruises he might have encountered during the last night of patrolling and luckily finding none, finally allowed herself to blush at the sight of his naked body.

Not that it was anything scary or unusual (damn, they did so much more than just sleeping in that bed)¸ but Y/N with her poor love history, lack of past boyfriends and fragile self-esteem could not stop her natural reactions.

“Checking me out, love?” he muttered, rolling on his back, exposing even more of his chest and opening his eyes.

“Oh, no- no, I’m –“ damn it, at this point she was cursing herself for not having more experience and being able to tease him back without missing a beat. Instead she turned into a giant, red tomato boiling in the fire of her own embarrassment.

“It’s fine, Y/N. I like having your eyes on me.”

She chuckled nervously.

“Hey, you want to know what else I’d like to have on me?” he muttered, with a seductive smile that always made her knees weak.

“n-no…W-what?”

His smile only grew wider as he rolled on his side, closing in on her, leaning forward to start nibbling on her neck.

“D-Dick…”

“Mh?”

“I think-“

“Mh?”

His lips were getting more bold and fearless, moving across her skin, planting a few kisses on her collarbone before trailing back up, hovering over her jawline, inches from those delicious pink lips.

“Still thinking?” he hummed into her skin.

“Not much, no-“

“Good girl…”

He loved it when she melted to him.

And while it was never his intention to hurt or abuse his sweet inexperienced girlfriend, Dick had zero inhibitions when it came to turning her lack of love past to his advantage.

He did love her hands on him after all.

The sweet, soft, almost shy touches, the tender kisses, the way she seemed to be letting him take control, let him drive her in the dance that was only for them two and no one else.

“Dick…” her moans, held back due to the innate sheepishness caused him to growl and slip hands under her shirt. “D-dick…”

“Am I moving too fast?”

“N-no..”

“You sure?” he teased, caressing her sides, loving the feeling of the soft, smooth warm skin under his fingertips “just say a word and I’ll stop…” as if she could say anything with the way his lips were on hers, his tongue licking her bottom one, silently yet consistently begging for entrance.

And as she was about to allow him that and more, they heard a noise coming from the kitchen.

“Sorry!” a girl’s voice came from the room “Nothing happened! I’m fine, everything’s fine!”

She immediately pulled back, pushing Dick off her, probably only because he was as surprised as her and didn’t fight back.

“Shit..” he muttered “I forgot to tell you.”

“Forgot to tell me what?”

“Last night after patrol, Babs was too tired to get home and she crashed in here. Oh come on, don’t look at me like that, babe-“ he added, seeing her wide eyes filled with confusion, hurt, pain, anger, disbelief and probably a few more things he couldn’t quite decipher. Who knew that a pair of beautiful e/c eyes could convey so much without using a single word.

“Are you kidding me!?”

“About which part?” Dick wouldn’t be himself if he didn’t try to wriggle out of this situation Y/N saw as a mess and betrayal and for him was just normal.

“Richard Grayson!”

“Y/N Y/L/N.”

“This is not funny!”

She jumped out of the bed, fixed her ruffled clothes and hair, putting on a hoodie and slippers and moved to the kitchen to assess the damage in both material and mental terms.

What the fuck---

Barbara was standing in the middle of their kitchen, with Dick’s shirt on her, legs bare, cleaning the remnants of Y/N;s broken mug.

The mug that Dick gave to her last Christmas and of which Barbara was fully aware.

“Morning Y/N.” the girl smiled

“Hi.” She responded, holding back from starting to yell and throw herself at the intruder.

Truth is, Y/N was tired, so fucking tired.

Barbara was pretty much everywhere and now also in their sacred space.

The hell Dick let her inside?!

God, guys can be so dumb at times.

Y/N told him multiple times – pointing out the real-life examples – of Barbara trying to steal his attention away, maybe even get back together, to the detriment of Y/N.

It was easy for a long-legged, thick-haired pretty and slender heroine like her.

For Y/N not so much and the last few months felt like constant wrestling.

***

A month earlier

They were at this club, she never wanted to go in the first place. The thought of loud music, a crowd of people, drunk guys and hot chicks getting a little too hot on the dancefloor was too much for her.

But –

It was Barbara b-day.

“Cheer up, babe. I won’t let you get too overwhelmed. I promise.”

“Hmmmm.” Those seemingly sweet words coming from Dick did not calm Y/N down in the slightest as she pouted and grunted.

“Cross my heart, Y/N. I’ll keep you close and protected, not a single guy would get close to you.”

He wrapped arms around her from behind, softly kissing her shoulder still trying to convince her.

“You know I would go with you to your sister’s birthday party.”

“You want to know all the reasons why this argument is invalid?”

“Can I keep holding you while you point them all out?”

She chuckled despite herself. Maybe she was overreacting a little. After all, she would have her big strong, overprotective boyfriend with her. What could happen, right?

Even if the potential danger was not coming from the side of drunk guys.

***

“Dick! Y/N.” Barbara lighted up upon seeing them him, hugging the newly arrived guests and inviting them inside the club where everyone else was already gathered.

It was a nightmare.

Loud, crowded, filled with stroboscope lights and some kind of fog that instantly made Y/N squeeze dick’s hand tighter for comfort and assurance he was not leaving her.

His fingers brushed against her softly and he spun around looking at her with those warm blue eyes and for a moment she believed everything was going to be fine.

***

The moment is a funny time concept that has a tendency to end too fast.

An hour later, the girls were having drinks by the bar, while the boys disappeared in their respective corner.

“You are so lucky to get with Dick, you know. “

God, why did she have to be the sudden center of attention by the doing of no one else by Barbara.

“Uh-huh.” She sipped her drink trying to not involve in this sick mind game that was inevitably coming. Again and again and again, cause this was what Barbara was doing ever since Y/N and Dick started dating.

“So many others have tried and yet you are the one he chose.”

“uh-huh.”

“Do you ever wonder why?”

“What do you mean?” She raised head looking at the redhead.

Jackpot for Barbara, huge mistake for Y/N.

“Do you wonder what makes you so special to him? Out of every female superhero, all the vigilantes, smart and hot, capable of handling their own and matching him in so many aspects. You truly must be special, Y/N.”

“um….”

“Otherwise he would notice you being common right away.”

“I—”

“And you know, Dick does not do well with common.”

“I noticed—” she gulped her drink a little too fast, becoming slightly light-headed

“So truly, my honest congratulations. He must see something in you since it’s almost the time the honeymoon phase is over and the mundane of life will creep in, right?”

“You should know best, don’t you?” YN finally spatted, the alcohol in her veins making her a little reckless.

“Oh yeah, yeah I know.” Y/N’s words were like an argument handed on a silver platter “guess this is the reason why we ended up more like siblings than a couple. But hey, I’m sure you two will work out.

Shit…

End of flashback.

***

 “I’m sorry, Y/N, I promise I’ll buy you a new mug.” The words may have posed as repentant but eyes and smirk were far from it.

“I – “

“I really am sorry.” Barbara raised from the ground, placing the bits of porcelain in Y/N’s hands. Along with the broken pieces of her shattered heart. “Oh, hi Dick. Morning.”

“Morning, Babs.” Dick stretched arms over his head, yawning wildly “slept well?”

the hell was going on here?!

“Dick!”

“Hm? Y/N, love, are you good?”

“No!”

“No? Why? Is it about the mug? She said she’s sorry and I can order you the same from the same place if-“

“Dick!”

“Honey there’s no reason to freak out-“

“NO REASON TO FREAK OUT!?”

“Y/N-“ Dick reached hands to his shockingly enraged girlfriend in poor attempt to placate her. Getting a little hurt when she patted his arms away, jumping to the other side of the kitchen away from him.

All much to Barbara’s delight.

After weeks and months of scheming and calculating every move her plan was finally in full fruition.

But she was only happy inside, obviously, putting on a pained expression on the outside.

“I didn’t mean it Y/N, I swear-“ she whispered, getting as far as to squeeze a few fake tears for dramatic effect.

“Oh, you didn’t mean it my ass!”

“Y/n!”

“No! No, Dick, no! Enough! I’m done! You’re blind and oblivious and –“

“She said she’s sorry. Twice.”

“Fuck her apologies! Fuck it! You hear me?! Fuck it!”

  “Y/N, love, do you need chocolate or-?”

“I NEED HER OUT OF HERE!”

“But she’s family and tired after last night-“

“AND I’M TIRED OF HER MIND GAMES!”

“Y/N, we’ve talked about it so many times before and I don’t want Babs-“

“Babs! Of course you don’t want Babs to hear, do you!? She’s a saint after all! Never having done a single wrong thing in her life, hasn’t she? A literal angel, truly she should be having a halo over her head with that heart-of-gold character!”

“Could you please try and calm down?”

“NO!”

“Y/N!”

“SCREW YOU DICK!”

“Well if that’s what you want-“ he grinned, trying to turn things around, hoping to make Y/N laugh at his cheekiness. 

She was so done at his point. How could he joke in a situation like this, was he this stupid?

“WE’RE DONE!”

“W-what? You – you don’t mean it-“

“Oh I mean it. I’m done. We’re done. You two are sure as hell worth one another. A fucking manipulator and manipulated. Such a great pair, let me tell you.”

“Don’t do this, love.”

“Congratulations, Babs. You won. Such a persistent bitch you are.”

Babs put on a show of blinking rapidly, opening her mouth and then covering it with shock, but Y/N was not paying any more attention to the theatrics, too busy rushing to the bedroom, putting on clothes other than pajamas and walking towards the door in a blind rage.

And even as Dick tried his best to stop her, she completely ignored him, leaving this stupid place that used to be a place filled with love and trust and dreams and hopes.

All shattered.

To be continued...

(Marry Christmas anon :))

[igotanidea]

Is there going to be a pt 2 to Dick Grayson x reader Family Unity

Yes!

(eventually)

[igotanidea]

Hello how are you? I hope well.

I wonder if you could write something where the reader/protagonist breaks up with Dick after an argument, because she doesn't feel happy in the relationship, she's jealous of Barbara or maybe Helena and that has consumed her thoughts and emotions.

She is younger than Dick (all legal) and has never had a boyfriend before him. Dick thinks it's because of his inexperience that she's jealous of her past so he always minimizes her negative feelings until she gets fed up and broken up and breaks up with him and leaves. What Dick doesn't know is how Barbara is pure manipulation and has played with your mind all this time to make you feel jealous and insecure about your relationship with Dean, she makes comments when Dean is not there, she puts on Dick's shirts and leaves his room. so that you can see her (things when she knows that Dick doesn't notice her) of course Dick is not cheating on you with her or with anyone. He sees Barbara like his family, that's all until he realizes everything and makes her go of his life forever, and he is determined to find you and have you with him again.

No hate towards Barbara, in fact she is one of my favorites. I love her. It's just that I need Drama. Barbara and Dick Ex-Boyfriends... and since Barbara is Batgirl and Bruce's goddaughter she is always around so you know I thought that if there isn't an ex that Dick can't get rid of in Barbara.

* Sure Dick had been an overprotective and possessive boyfriend but he didn't protect you from whoever he should from Barbara's sick mind games.

Could you please write something like this? as a christmas gift? I love everything you write

THANKS! ✨️

And I don't want to bother you but if you don't you could still respond with NO so I could know that you read it, thank you.

hi there :)

YES :)

[igotanidea]

Three times: Bruce Wayne x reader

Christmas bingo: Family dinner

(I guess this is what happens when I call myself out on not doing the event I planned XD. As always - sorry for typos, grammar etc. - not proofread this just kind of happened in less then an hour, so - )

***

“This is going to be a mess.”

“It’s not going to-“

“You don’t know them-“.

“I think I’ve stalked your boys enough to –“

“Y/N.”

“Bruce”

“This is-“

 “Oh, come on, just relax and – Oh, for God’s sake gimme that”.

She stepped in front of him, successfully blocking him from seeing his reflection in the mirror. He was doing a terrible job at doing his own bowtie. The fearless, emotionless Batman, the dark shadow over every criminal in Gotham had shaking fingers because his girlfriend was to attend the family dinner with all his sons.

AKA – the mess with his sons.

“Remind me whose idea was it, again?”

“Mine. Duh.” She send him her most beautiful smile, deftly putting the finishing touches to his look.

“Yeah… right. No one else in their sound mind would have come out with that.” He muttered.

“Did I mention you look extremely handsome tonight?”  Her sudden change of a subject made Bruce blush like a schoolboy in a way that couldn’t; be hidden from her watchful gaze.

“You know you’re supposed to say I look beautiful or something like that, right?”

“Mhm.”

“Are you really that worried, hon?”

“Worried? Who, me? I’m not worried.” Bruce scoffed. Externally to put up a front and internally – because she was so damn right. Poor Y/N had zero idea what she was getting herself into.

“I got contingencies – “

“mhm.” Right, she wouldn’t even imagine the scope of contingencies that would have to be of use when his four boys see each other in the dining room.

“I got tranquilizer for Jason, lollipops for Dick, sleeping pills for Tim and a puppy for Damian.”

“You- what?”

“I got-“

“I heard you the first time, Y/N.”

“Then why-?”

“Lollipops?”

“What? Low blood sugar is not good for any athlete.”

“Dick is not an athlete. And no- “ he cut her off – “hanging out from the chandelier is not an Olympic discipline, Y/N.”

“Well then, in the worst case scenario, we’ll give him a mirror.”

“What, you hope he’d turn into a stone from looking into his own eyes?”

She tilted head looking at him carefully.

“I knew you had a walking dead in the family, but you never mentioned the Medusa”

“If you survive this, you’ll be much better then Perseus, sweetheart.” Bruce kissed the top of her head, praying to whoever was listening that she wouldn’t run out of the manor screaming the first fifteen minutes into the dinner.

***

Five minutes.

It took Dick five minutes to ruin everything.

Out of all of his sons, Bruce was hoping that the first-adopted one would keep a better track record.

Instead, he whistled.

He freaking whistled upon seeing her.

And it took a hell lot of Bruce’s self-control to not strangle him.

And then there was Jason.

Sitting in the corner, arms crossed, stern look on his face, cutting his meat in a way that might as well crash the entire plate.

With a wild look in his eyes, not saying a single word, almost freezing the steaming dinner.

Causing Bruce to start sipping his drink a little faster than intended.

And Tim-

Propped on the elbow, head on the palm, dozing off, almost snoring and almost ending up with his nose in the mashed potatoes.

But Damian turned out to be the worst of them all.

Which probably should have been expected, considering the fact that he was the least aware of the societal norms.

“You’re not a good match for father.”

Bruce choked, Dick laughed and Jason snapped his eyes towards Y/N to see her reaction.

Y/N didn’t react, focusing on chewing.

The atmosphere was becoming a little tense yet no one made any attempt of filling the silence with words.

“I said-“

“I heard.”

Then came the silence again.

“And you’re just gonna-“

“Yeah, I’m just gonna ignore you.”

This was unexpected.

Damian was definitely not used to being treated like this.

And he was not going to tolerate being treated like this.

Who the hell did this girl think she was?!

“You are-!“

“Oh, by all means, do tell me who you think I am.” She snapped and with a mocking smirk looked right into Damian’s eyes, still having in mind that he was just a kid. Being too mean or too harsh was not an option but putting him down a peg or two could be.

“You are-“ Damian started

“Mean?”

“Um-“

“Harsh-“

“I want-“

“Quick – witted?”

“Will you-“

“Not-taking-bullshit kinda girl?”

“WILL YOU LET ME FINISH!?”

“I gotta give to you Damian, you are very perceptive.”

“You are mocking me now.”

“Again. Perceptive.”

As she refused to back down, showing her innate stubbornness and strength, a tiny smirk formed on Jason’s lips and disappeared as soon as the second son noticed Dick staring at him.

“stop staring Dickhead!”

“I’m not staring.”

“you are impressed with her, aren’t you?”

“Like hell I am impressed!” this came out of jason’s mouth a little louder than aimed at and obviously everyone heard. “I’m not!” he objected, almost defensively.

“good. Good cause I would lose my sympathy towards you if you were impressed by me so easily, Jason.”

“I – wait, what?”

“Come on, a girl gotta work for it, doesn’t she? Clearly you all think I’m some sort of gold digger?”

“I don’t-!” Dick cried out in confusion

“Mhm. You don’t, Richard. And yet, you had me checked out the second you saw me, didn’t you?”

Dick blushed, being called out like this.

“What is going on…?” Tim muttered, slowly awakening from his slumber due to the screaming match at the table.

“Bet you also believe I got zero worth and less than zero skills to be dating Batman, huh?”

“SHE KNOWS!?” Tim suddenly became awfully awake, as four pair of eyes landed on Bruce, than on Y/N, than on Bruce again with Tim

“The hell, old man?!”

“I swear, you are a fucking hypocrite!”

“That’s outrageous father!”

“I bet she figured this out herself, cause he was careless again-“

Even in his wildest dreams Bruce didn’t imagine that the source of his embarrassment at the family dinner would be the woman he was in love with. And it made him feel a lot of things varying between fear (cause what else was that one capable of), anger (cause what else was that one capable of?!) and pride (cause – well, you know how it goes).

Showing nothing on his face, he gave Y/N a look she understood well enough.

“What? Oh. Bruce come on-“

“This is not-“

“I’m not going to pretend in front of-“

“They were not supposed to-“

“They are your freaking family. And it’s Christmas.”

“I do it for their own good!”

“What? Lying?’

The silence that came out later was deafening. No one, absolutely no one dared to breathe too loud. Even the flies suddenly dropped dead.

Dick, Jason, Tim and Damian was all crossing eyes, waiting for the situation to unravel further though each of them for different reasons. Secretly, each of them was making bets whether it was Y/N or Bruce who would win this argument.

And odds were not in her favor.

Bruce cleared his throat, pushed the chair away from the table and stood up.

REACHING HAND TO HER.

Talking her hand in his, and walking out of the diner room, to the study and closing the door behind them.”

“What the fudge-?” Dick muttered

“Do you think they are going to-?”

“JASON!”

“What? They freaking locked themselves!”

“There are kids in here!”

“I’m not a kid, Grayson!”

“You are a kid Damian!”

“I’m 12!”

“Shut up you little demon spawn!”

“Watch your tongue Todd!”

“I should have stayed by the computer-“

“We were supposed to be nice to her-“

“Well, look how that worked out for you all – “ Y/N’s teasing voice cut right into the boys’ fight before they could move to fisticuffs. She was casually leaning on the doorframe, observing them with unimpressed look on her face.”

 “Um-“

“By all means, do not stop on my account. I got three older brothers and-“

“Wait, you got what now-?” Bruce appeared behind her back – “you never told me that.”

“Well I’m full of surprises, but glad you didn’t go full PI on me as you do with every other victim of yours.”

“You are not my victim-“

“Oh yeah, then what am I?” she teased, daring him to confess his feelings in front of the boys.

“Y/N!”

“Fine! Fine, later you little coward.”

Boys chuckled

“And as for you, I am shocked and maybe a little disappointed  you are not at each other’s throats already. I was hoping for a show-”

“I’m sorry, how exactly did Bruce describe us to you-?”

“cavemen.”

“Whaat?!”

“Ok, well, maybe not exactly cavemen but-“

Bruce cleared his throat again.

“What now?” she rolled her eyes turning back to him. “Wait, what time is it?”

“9.15.”

“9.15? You sure? Not a 9.14 or --?”

“It’s 9.15 sharp.”

“But that would mean-“

“Mhm.”

“And you are-?”

“Yes.”

“What is going on in here?” Damian was beginning to lose his temper.

“Oh, nothing. I won a bet with Bruce.”

“A bet?! You bet on us!?” Jason yelled feeling like a circus monkey.

“What exactly was the bet about?”

“Well thank you for asking, Tim.” Y/N turned to look at Drake. “I voted on you surviving an hour in each other’s presence. Bruce- well – not so much.”

“Oh my god, we are cavemen in his eyes!” Dick wailed theatrically.

“And now – since he lost” she put an emphasis on the word – “he will apologize for the lack of belief.”

“He what?!”

“No way!”

“Could you give me a second to rush upstairs and grab a camera?”

Gods. Never in his life was Bruce that ashamed.

“Y/N-“

“Bruce-“

“Do I have to-“

“Yes, you have to.”

“But-“

“Come on, really it’s not that hard.”

“I’m shocked you survived this long.” Bruce muttered almost incoherently with the grim expression, willingly making a full out of himself by admitting his wrongdoing.

Leaving the boys in pure shock and maybe, a little respect to this woman who made the Batman do this.

Little did they know that said woman was about to be thoroughly dominated that night for this.

Therefeore – the family dinner happened to be a huge success, everyone getting what they wanted and what they deserved.  

Especially Y/N, cause it felt like she won three times.

[igotanidea]

as per christmas bingo, it;s a huge fuck up this year,

not much time/mood for writing, I hope January will be better and kinder...

and I;m not forgetting those who asked, so hopefully those stories will come eventually...

[igotanidea]

So... statistics show that most of the "kids'" toys are bought by "adults"

Well.....

Here I am.