#happy birthday to my favorite batboy

[uc1wa]

Xi it's my birthdayyyyyy, wondering what you think the boys might do for their partner's birthday?? DC boys or JJK boys, your pick my love (nsfw or not, dealer's choice I'm just honored to be here) 💖 no matter what your writing is scrumptious 😈 I hope you're having a good weekend!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY HONEY <3!!!! i hope you had the best weekend ever mwahhhh

BATBOYS & YOUR BIRTHDAY

dick grayson

dick would go all out for your birthday to the point that it’s embarrassing. he’s telling everyone in his family, all of his friends, everybody that your day is coming up. of course the titans help him throw a party for you! they’re going to stores to get decorations, hanging them around your apartment with the spare key dick has. dick’s making all of your favorite food & apps, creating a lil menu for it all that’s messily made via microsoft word. even making a specialty cocktail for you & your friends to have (a drink that will def get you fucked up but tastes like your favorite juice).

he’s kissing you when you walk in the door with an arm slung over your shoulder, making a plate for you, doing everything that you’d need from him for the night.

and once everybody’s leaving, wally deciding on sleeping on your couch, dick’s locking your bedroom door and gently stripping you of your clothes. he’s done so much for you, but do you really think he’s not going to give you a finale?

the finale? rounds and rounds of head that dick’s perfected in his time dating you. long and slow stripes up your entrance to start, making you finish at the slower pace a time or two before he’s quickening his movements.

he lays down, grabbing underneath your thighs so that you can fuck yourself against his face without a thought in your head. when you dare to look down, dick’s got a big smile across his lips as he licks up every juice you offer to him. "happy birthday, baby," he says against your swollen entrance, completely pussy drunk.

jason todd

a month before your birthday hits, before the thought of another year being added to your date, jason’s making a reservation at a restaurant you’ve been telling him you’ve wanted to go. the restaurant that you’ve seen tiktoks of, have read the menu and looked at chef specials, the restaurant that was highly exclusive and had a rooftop that the man rented out in its entirety for you.

he’s asking you to close your eyes on the way there, not putting a blindfold on because he knows that you did your makeup all pretty and would hate for it to get smudged. when you arrive, the sun is an hour away from setting and he’s leading you to the space with only a table and two chairs.

the courses are endless and the wine to pair, delicious. he has your favorite dessert come out last, ‘happy birthday’ written in chocolate on the plate with a single candle made for you to blow out.

once the private and loving fesitivities finish taking place at the restaurant, he’s driving you back to your shared place. his hand never leaving your thigh as he gives you a sweet kiss at every red light he stops at.

"you didn’t have to do all that, but i appreciate it, y’know," you say against his soft lips that turn to continue driving. "everything’s for you, always will be."

jason continues showing you that his statement is true for the rest of the night. every kiss to your soft skin proves that his lips are only for you to feel. every finger that spreads your legs apart wider and wider, only for you. and every long and deep stroke that hits that special spot deep inside you, is only for you! everything is for you, to jason.

[the1crazybat]

Happy birthday to my favorite batboy!

[macabro]

I was fighting tooth and nail with the drawing I was making for Jason's birthday, so I gave up and made a silly little doodle.

Happy (super late) b-day to my favorite batboy.

[butwhyduh]

Hiiiii i love your blog! Probably one of the only ones I actually have notifs on for 🤔😉

Anywayyyy my bday is coming up and I was wondering if you had any headcanons about what the batboys are like on your birthday! Can be fluffy, smutty, funny, whatever ur feeling lol.

Happy Birthday!!!

Dick

Dinner drinks and/or dessert at your favorite restaurant or that one place you’ve always wanted to try. Actually plans it ahead of time instead of throwing around Wayne name last minute.

Buys you a gift of a hobby you have like nice pencils or the next book you want to read in a series.

Afterwards would want to walk you home.

Would do birthday spanks for each year of your age in a playful way.

Would joke and say that he was your last present. “This is all yours. All night 😏.”

Jason

Would take you to do something exciting or unusual. Like go some place to throw axes or sky diving.

Takes you to get something new from like a good food truck or hole in the wall he found on patrol. “Best tacos but you might get shot. Not with me tho.”

More likely to buy you experiences like a gift card to the painting studio you’ve wanted to go to.

Will do birthday kisses that turn into something more.

Tim

Uses his Wayne connections to get you a table at the hottest restaurant you’ve been wanting to try that has a year wait but he gets it like the day before.

Buys you an expensive gift without realizing it’s too much. “It’s just a $300 watch/bracelet. Not that crazy.”

Would be the one to take you to the theatre if you’ve been wanting to watch some performance that’s usually sold out.

Rents a hotel room for the weekend and you have champagne fueled bubble baths and sex on every surface.

Comes across as super impressive but everything is planned like 2 days before.

Bruce

King of inappropriately expensive gifts. He thinks a car is a smart purchase and you needed one. 🤷🏻‍♀️

Would rent out the restaurant for the night or hire a famous chef you admire for the night at his pent house.

Bruce’s secretary actually arranged everything months ago.

Fan of trying for birthday Os but never gets to your birthday number but it’s fun to try.

Damian

Would take you to the zoo or aquarium or animal conservatory during the day.

He’d give you a painting he did of you from a moment you didn’t even realize he was looking like when you were playing with his dog. Or when you dropped a popsicle on the sidewalk.

Alfred would cook your favorite food and Damian would drag it to the roof for a picnic.

“Titus knows it’s your birthday and is happier.” “I don’t think dogs understand birthdays.” “He’s very intelligent.”

Would ask Dick for advice if he wants to be romantic. And Dick would be like “share a dessert and hold hands maybe??” And Damian is far from impressed because that’s a normal Friday night.

[current-interest-writings]

Batboys and Batmoms Birthday

Requested: no, this is self indulgent

Started writing this on my birthday

Your birthday in the Wayne house hold was the most important next to Mother’s Day, well at least to the boys.

You wanted to simply sleep in on your birthday, have your husband home earlier.

And sleeping in was more manageable when only two kids were trying to climb into your bed and share it.

Even though most of your children are adults, you do wake up to a dog pile on your birthday. With Bruce taking some weight to his upper body because dick and Jason are on top of his shoulder.

Damien at first wouldn’t participate, now he’s glued to your side on most days. Especially on your birthday, Damien has wrapped himself around your arm and cuddled into you. He always places himself in between you and Bruce. ALWAYS

While Tim was just cuddled into your side, it comforts him and gets him to sleep so you can’t complain too much. The boy needs to sleep.

Cass was near the end of the bed, wanting to participate but also wanting her own space.

Duke was on the other side, kinda out of the pile but he had a leg in.

And this was just the start, you being the first one awake to see all of your children in your bed. Laughing a little to yourself knowing Bruce was right, you did need a custom sized bed to fit everyone. But they still piled on each other, Bruce and you.

One side of your large bed had almost no limbs on it. While the rest of it was covered.

The next part of your birthday was breakfast in bed, which did mean your children would have to wake up sadly.

In your thoughts about breakfast Alfred walked right into the room, and sighed.

“ are your children aware the other half of the bed is bare? Or that master Bruce is not a mattress topper?”

Bruce opened one eye

“Alfred it’s been over 10 years, I think they know. They just don’t care anymore”

*mumbles from kids*

“Shh we know, and we don’t care. Just let us sleep”

Alfred set the tray down. And gave you a look.

“ I’m going to starve on my birthday!!! 😱”

Cue kids shuffling closer to Bruce so you can eat. Damien shifted his legs closer to his father, Tim just moved down to lay his head on your leg.

But the food smell woke the rest pretty fast. And everyone knew after food, they got to get their party started.

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The “party” consisted of JLA members, your sons, husband, Alfred and you.

It was always small, just how you preferred it. Jon and Damien running around in the gardens, Clark and Bruce getting along for the moment. Diana relaxing and seeming human, Jason and Tim talking. Seeing the flash family run around was always funny.

The food was delicious and there was a ton of it. Your birthday was practically catered by every restaurant in the city, after all you needed enough food to feed everyone.

But the day flew by having fun with all of your friends, and eventually they had to leave. But you get to have more family time.

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Few minutes after guest cleared out, your children ran to grab something. While Bruce came up behind you.

“Your gift from me is coming later today, but I assure you’ll like it”

“Bruce you’ve given me everything by just being home all day, and by being social and friendly.”

Your husband just chuckled, you both could here pounding foot steps coming down the stairs. With two sets walking calmly behind them.

“Boys so we don’t have a fight in the stair well let’s go into the family room”

They all followed behind like little ducklings (or robins)

Your kids had you sit in the large arm chair, and they took the couch while your husband stood behind you.

“Well Ma how are we doing the gift order this year?”

“Jay we are doing as we’ve always done, in order”

You’ve always made them follow the adoption order. It made sense, and made it hard to argue about it whose turn it was.

Dick smiled and handed you a small box and a card. “I hope you like it”

“I love anything you kids give me”

You opened it to see a small photo book. You turned the pages to see they were blank.

You eyed your son.

“Open the card”

The card he handed you was kinda thick. But once opened was full of pictures of the kids. In their uniforms, out of them, around the manor, and school ones.

“ oh Dick... it’s wonderful!”

You have your son a tight hug. Trying not to tear up.

“Alright Ma don’t cry.. yet”

Jason handed you a card, and motioned for you to open it. What was written almost made you cry.

‘To my Ma, you’ve loved me and hugged me. You’ve taken my anger in stride, and have forgiven me for my mistakes. I didn’t get you anything huge, but I’m giving you this promise.

I’ll be coming to the manor once a week. And we can spend time together. Like we used to.

Love your favorite zombie son’

You looked at Jason and stood up, you were crying. You just hugged him tight. You whispered “love you too my little bat”

Tim was next in line and new it was small but it would be meaning full.

He handed you another card, all he wrote was

‘I love you, this family and the memories we’ve made’

It was a small flash drive, you raised you brow.

“It’s got a lot of pictures and videos of us on there, so you can always take us with you”.

Your sweet babies loved to make you cry, you swore it. You gave him a tight hug. “I love it, thank you my little robin”

Damien went next and it was kinda large, he needed some assistance from his brothers to bring it in.

“ ummi I know I am tough to deal with, but I know you hold us close because you love us. And I know you like pictures of us as well. So I made you this. “

He pulled the sheet off and it was a portrait of you, and all of your children. You just grabbed your baby and hugged him tight.

“Oh it’s beautiful my little artist!!”

You knew just where you wanted it hung.

Next went cass

She signed, still not fully comfortable talking.

“I love you mom, and I hope it keeps you warm.”

You opened the wrap to see a hand knitted scarf, beanie and cardigan. It was beautiful, she had mixed purple and black into the pattern with a dash of yellow.

You lunged a hug at your baby “I love you too sweetheart, and these definitely will”

Duke went last he also got you a card.

He just nodded with a shy smile

As you opened the card to read it, you had a feeling the tears would keep coming.

‘To my mom, you’ve taught me it’s okay to have more than one mother’s love. That by loving you I haven’t forgotten about or replaced my mother.

You’ve also shown me patience and kindness when I may have frustrated you.

Thank you,

Duke’

You opened your arms to duke while crying “hug?”

He just gave you the hug.

As he pulled away and sat down. You stared at your kids and then your husband.

“Why are all my babies so sweet!!! 😭”

And they jumped to hug you in a group hug.

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Later that night batwoman showed up to cover Batman and you’ve never been so thankful.

All she said was “happy birthday have fun”

And it was just you and Bruce.

[pogokitten2]

Happy FFWF! 

Can you list off your favorite three angst, three fluff and three crack fics that you read while using a GIF to show you reaction while reading it? 

Hey happy (very super late) FFWF! I'm a disaster human and this past week was a whole thing. Apologies, my friend. These are a mix of fandoms but mostly Irondad and I'd recommend all of them.

Okay hmm so for fluff I'll put:

Warmer in the Winter (hibernation trope fic that helped inspire my fic STaRWS)

Flour (Peter meets Rhodey and makes birthday cake)

Watchtower Watch Party (the JL spy on Bruce and discover the Batfam being domestic)

Angst (I read a lot of it, so hard pics) I'd say:

Morgan is coming (Irondad. Big oof on abandonment issues)

What Can Be Found (Oh look abandonment/neglect issues again but Danny Phantom flavored)

Dreams Can (Not) Come True (Surprise more abandonment issues, this time with my favorite batboy Jason Todd)

I don't really read a lot of crack fics tbh, but here's the best I got:

Peter Parker's Super Secret Snack Stash (Irondad. self explanatory, kills me every time)

The Gatekeeper (Irondad. Adopted F!Peter tells the Rogues to f-off)

Just a friendly kidnapping (Batfam. As stated, Jason kidnaps Tim in front of his team)

[justiceleaque]

Hello! I really like your account, and thought I might come to you for some advice. A friend asked me to give her a list of comics I would like to own physically (presumably for my birthday). I was wondering what comics you would suggest, specifically ones featuring the batfam or justice league?

i'm not sure if you mean as in most important to make sense of the characters/story or as in most entertaining, but you're in luck because i'll be suggesting you scott snyder's batman run which includes BOTH, BABY!!!!!!!!!

it's incredibly recent compared to the sort of timeless comics out there okay nevermind apparently 2011+ was a literal decade ago and i have no sense of time holy shit

Batman by Scott Snyder & Greg Capullo is what kickstarted the New 52 for Batman, and even though the N52 as a whole wasn’t received warmly by most readers, Snyder's run was considered the exception by the wider audience and is my personal favorite reindition of batman, bruce wayne, the batboys, and on the villain side: of the riddler and the joker. it has my absolute favorite batman arc (Endgame) that made me cry like a kid. ALSO CAPULLO'S ART REMAINS ONE OF THE BEST DC HAS EVER GIVEN US AND THERE’S AT SOME POINT A HAPPY BRUCE WAYNE WITH A BEARD YEAH BABY LETS GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! any comic from that run is worth owning

as far as the JL goes...

The Darkseid War (amazing art, decent story, AMAZING ART) 

if you want something more timeless and classic, Morrison’s Justice League run is considered one of the best/most canon interpretations

if you want to cry while being confused of, like, literally every story point then you might as well own Final Crisis (40% JL story, 60% Batman not knowing when to stop and ending up back in time)

[kaylathekittykat225]

Power House of My Heart // Wally West X Reader

Warning/s: Robin being a dick ;), school, mentioning of studying (come on, it’s summer, we don’t talk about this time of year)

Word Count: 3,305

Yeah we’re back! *Insert Clap* Back again!

Much later in the say, but what else is new but being hecking busy. If any of you guys want to request anything, message me! I’m open to most anything! I have a Steve Harrington x reader coming up next, kinda cutting away from my Young Justice theme, but I am swinging back to the batboys, cause they are my weakness, as is fluff, so I am half tempted just to write fluff the rest of my life.

Here’s my Masterlist.

Have a happy Saturday!  -----

It was a random Friday night, and all through Mount Justice, not a creature was stirring not even a- "Sweet baby Jesus almighty!"

The hall was quiet and still except for in the lounge, where you sat on the couch, hunched over your biology book, groaning for the umpteenth time since you sat down to read the chapter. The rest of the team was out and about enjoying the beginning of the weekend while you worried about your Monday test.

And no matter how much you tried, your brain was not accepting the gibberish filled book trying  to explain to you that the Golgi Apparatus was the power house of the cell. "Or was it the Endoplasmic gobbligoop?" You flipped back a few pages, only to read that one, there were two Endoplasmic Reticulums and neither of them were the power house, and two, that you were totally screwed for this test.

"Dammit, Mitochondria, Mitochondria, Miko te replica..." You shut your eyes as you leaned your head against the back of the couch, trying to furiously rub the familiar stinging starting to form in your eyes. "Don't you cry, don't you dare cry," Ever since the beginning of the year, you could not wrap your mind around the college Biology course you had forced yourself to take, questioning once again why you decided to take college level sciences in high school.

"Why am I so stupid?!" You stood up, shouting angrily as you started to shuffle down the hall to Wally West's room. Your sneakers scuffed against the floor, the noise echoing around you until you stood in front of the metal door. Keeping the packet under one arm and the book held in your hand, you lifted your opposite hand to knock, only for it to swing open before your knuckles could brush against it.

"Wow, you are three minutes later than what I predicted." Robin cockily grinned down at you, leaning his weight against the door frame, even if he was skinny, he still blocked the view of the room.

"Robin, can you please move?" You looked up at the young civvie dressed teenager, your homework not giving you the chipperiest attitude and not wanting to deal with Robin. "I just want to ask Wally for some help and then I'll be out of your greasy hair."

"Wha-you-I do not have greasy hair!" He ran his fingers through his hair, almost trying to prove you, or himself, that his hair was in fact not greasy. With Robin lifting his arm to check his hair, this gave you the perfect opportunity to sneak under his arm and into the room he was safe guarding from you.

"Hey, Y/N, what brings you to my luxurious castle?" Wally hung over the edge of his bed, his feet kicking the air while his hair almost brushed the floor and his face grew redder every minute with the blood rushing to his head. "Pop a squat babe, let's see what the Wallster can do for you." He flipped himself up to sit upright, his hand reaching towards you for the packet you still had hidden under your arm.

Instead of handing it to him in his hand like he wished, you quickly rolled it up and smacked his over the head with the packet, a whine coming from his as he glared at you for attacking him. "That's what you get for calling me babe, just help me with this Biology will ya, I don't need your flirtatiousness or Robin's grease infecting me."

"Ooo, bio, my favorite," He happily squealed as he ripped the packet from your hand, uncurling it and reading through it as a fast speed, muttering to himself every few words, "Fish, buoy, seagull, hormones, air horns, assholes-ow! You need to quit hitting me!" His happy green eyes turned their glare on you, rubbing the back of his head where you hit him again.

"Don't talk like that, just explain to me what I don't understand."

"Well that's just it, what's not to understand? You're just learning basic cell components and those are simple memorization of the components and its function." Wally rocked his weight around, jumping the bed up and down as he shifted his full attention to you. "So, what's the RER and what does it do?"

His childish grin graced his face, but that wasn't what caused your mind to be swiped clean, it was as if the last three hours of studying didn't happen. "Th-the what now?"

"Rough Endoplasmic Reticulum?" Robin muttered inaudibly from his corner of the room, his mouth shoved into his palm, keeping his words mush to your ears, while Wally recognized the confused look on your face as one of loss. "Uh, okay, I guess...let's start this way then, Y/N, where are the ribosomes made and what do they do?"

Ribosomes, you remembered seeing that word before, it helps..."make the DNA in the nucleus?" You asked, looking for a trace of the correct answer in his eyes, praying you at least remembered that for next week's test.

Wally happily nodded, his grin getting bigger as his hands gestured for you to go on. "And they...they um..." Uh-oh, blank brain again..."Dammit," Groaning, you sat forward and dug your palms into your eyes, counting to ten to keep yourself from bursting into tears.

"Hey, hey Y/N, you got this. I know you know this, you're just over thinking this, settle down and let your brain know what it knows." Wallis hand ghosted over your thigh before gently squeezing just above your knee, his touch hesitant, judging everything he was doing based on how you reacted.

That's just it, what did you know? You knew your name, your birthday, your parents.

You knew Wally had gorgeous granny apple green eyes, always had a sparkle of mischievousness behind them ready to burst.

You knew he had a gentle soul, a heart of gold, he was too kind for this world.

Too kind to you.

Too patient.

You were an idiot compared to him. By the time he was thirteen, he built himself his own build your own Flash machine, is one of the smartest kids in the League, and you didn't know why he bothered trying to help you understand this horrible subject he got giddy just thinking of that you knew you would never comprehend.

You could barely remember that the power house of the cell was the nucleus.

"It's the mitochondria, you idiot." Robin finally pulled his mouth out of his hand, the comment coming much harsher than anyone anticipated. Crap, how much of that did you actually said out loud?

You turned to Wally to see his reaction, but his focus was glaring at his best friend and his comment. "What?" The heat left your face, your throat drying out and closing.

"Robin, shut up while you -" Wally stood to his feet to try and stop his best friend from running his mouth, his instincts telling him to speed over before this got any farther with insulting someone.

"Wally, if she's going to have a test on Monday, I might as well tell her she's wrong and probably screwed for the test." The speedster sped over and slapped his hand over Robin's face, but...not fast enough. You heard every word he said, and you knew every word was really.

That's something you knew.

That you were stupid.

"The ribosomes help make proteins." Before you could see the look on Wally's face, you bolted, leaving the room while it sounded like Wally yelled something about "dick" at his friend, kind of rude coming from Robin, it was also warranted.

You ran down the empty and dead hallways, your book and note book left in the room, your eyes  were fixed on the Zeta tubes, too far away and seemingly getting farther away from you as you ran faster. The quick pitter patter of feet sped behind you, Wally calling after you and running to catch up with you. "Y/N, wait!"

"Home!" You yelled at the Zeta tube, kicking the systems operating board as you ran in to keep Wally from following you. Your center was balance was thrown off and you somersaulted over your body, your body dematerializing and then rematerializing. The golden rods swimming in your eyes as you tried to find your bearings.

Your body slammed into a door in front of you, the Zeta Tube dropping you where you wanted to be, but for some reason it thought that you lived in a closest. You weren't fricking Harry Potter!

You didn't bother to push the door open, you felt safe, this was your safe space, this was where you came to cry. Yes, you had a cry space, because no one needed to see you cry. Tears finally rolled down your face, your body knowing where you were, your safe space.

"Dammit, dammit, dammit. I'm such an idiot!" Screaming at the top of your lungs in the tight space helped a bit, but not enough to suppress your angers.

Anger at Robin.

Anger at your homework.

Anger at yourself.

You drew your legs in closer to your body, latching your hands together to hold your legs tightly to your chest, muffling your sobs in your knees, your face hidden behind your legs, your mouth pressed into your knees and your eyes staring at the light shining under the door to keep your mind focused on something other than your pain.

The door swung open, almost ripped off its hinges, revealing a silhouette of a well-built young man with his arm drawn back, the other held a bow with an arrow pointed right at you. "How the hell did you get in here!" He held his posture for a few seconds longer while you stared wide eyed into the crystalline eyes of Red Arrow.

"N/N?" His face fell in shock as he looked down at you, dropping his bow as he shoved the dresses above you away and knelt in front of you.

"Roy!" You leapt forward into his arms, wrapping your arms tightly around his neck as he pulled you out of the closet, your legs instinctively going around his waist as he stood and walked over to the bed with you held tightly in his arms. "Roy, I missed you so much." You cried into his shoulder, your fingers held tightly to the back of his collar for dear life.

"I have you, N/N, I got you, don't worry." He whispered in your ear, his grip around you tightening around your waist, his big hands running up and down your back, sending goosebumps along the path of his hand. "What's wrong, N/N."

You muttered into his shoulder, but he couldn't catch what you said, sobs still shaking your body, his unusually gentle gestures not calming you down as fast as he had hoped. "Breathe, Y/N, breathe, in and out. Match my breathing," He slowly breathed in and out, keeping these movements slow and thought out, having to take care of your panic like attacks before.

You slowly listened to what he was telling you, you got you breathing under control and your sobs stopped but the tears never did. "Robin's being a dick." You finally whimpered into his shoulder, your hands now just clinging to each other instead of strangling him through pulling at his collar.

"You don't know how much I agree with you," Roy chuckled quietly, chuckling at the knowledge he held close to him ever since his best friend trusted him with his identity.

The room remained silent for a while longer, your tears dried across your checks, and you could feel your eyes all red and swollen, sensitive whenever you blinked. "Roy," He hummed back in reply, his check pressed into your hair, and his body gently rocking back and forth to the silent tune stuck in his head. "Do you think I'm stupid?"

He gently pushed your body away from his, his arms leaving your waist to gently hold your face, holding your eyes with his own. "Who told you that? Do I need to go stick someone with an arrow through at your school?" You shook your head, your E/C eyes never breaking with his clear crystalline eyes.

"No, but Robin just said-"

"Hey, Y/N, you are not stupid, do you hear me? Stupid is not a word in your world. Who convinced Dinah to train her even when she was just a regular girl? Who is the youngest person ever to join the League? Who can best Batman at hand to hand contact? Who sends fear into the hearts of every villain in Star City when they hear the name Y/S/N?" You tore your eyes away from him, knowing everything he said was true, but you never wanted to admit it.

"Me."

"Yes, exactly, Y/N, you. School had never been your strong suit, and I am so proud of you for getting this far, but that doesn't mean you're stupid. That means your brain is focusing on street smarts, on how you could get out of a situation if it went south. The same smarts that proved to Dinah that you could best her on the first try." You groaned and hid your face in his chest.

"I just wish Wally could see me the way you do," You mumbled into his chest, feeling Roy press a gentle kiss to the top of your head, a calm wave washing over you almost immediately.

"Hey Speedy, no need to hog all the good-looking girls!" A childish voice chuckled, followed by you being sweated away from Roy in a flash faster than lightning.

"Wally!" You knew as soon as his chuckle filled your ear and you were already speeding down 5th Avenue that it was Wally using his supersonic speed to get away from Roy. Your arms instinctively found their way around his neck, pulling yourself closer to his body, hiding your face where his shoulder and neck met. "Wally stop!"

But he only got faster, the grip he had on your waist got tighter the faster he ran, either ignoring your pleas or not hearing the over the roar of the wind.

"Wally, please," your voice got lost in the wind, your focus now on the dark spots littering your eyes, his super speed causing him to cut through the air like a bullet, cutting any air from coming to you off. "Wally," Your mind was shutting down, you could feel the air around your, but had no way of breathing any in.

All you could see was your surroundings zipping around you before you passed out.

<<<>>>

"Y/N! Y/N! Come on, wake up!" Your senses were slowly coming back to you, you could breathe again!

You sat up in shock, gasping for air to allow it back into your system. Except you ended up chocking on the air you got into your lungs because you couldn't get it fast enough. "Whoa, calm down there Nellie, don't need you passing out on me again."

Looking over to your right, you saw Wally squatting down next to you, his goggles hanging around his neck, his grin cutting his face in half, although it held a hint of relief in it.

You growled at him mid cough and shoved his head, successfully pushing him over in anger, his squirming in surprise by your outburst. "Why's you do that you idiot?" Words finally left your mouth after you calmed down, and they shot at the ginger faster than Roy's arrows.

"What'd I do!"

"You nearly killed me because of you recklessly using your speedster abilities!"

"Oh," His demeanor shrunk and he sat back on his ankles, shifting his body to allow his legs to fold under him to sit more comfortably, his green eyes continuing to scan your face to see if anything was wrong. "I'm...I'm sorry. I didn't mean for that to happen. I was mad and forgot you weren't used to my speed, I just got so mad when I saw you and... And I'm sorry about what Robin said, I thumped him on the head real hard."

You chuckled at his comment, imagining the very unhappy Robin complaining about being hit on the head. "You don't need to apologize for him, I'm stupid at science and he's perfect. Can't blame him for his perfect qualities." You explained how you felt of the younger vigilante as you pulled your legs close to your chest, curling yourself into a ball.

"Robin only thinks he's perfect and amazing, and the only person I know who is perfect is, well you, Y/N," The words stumbled out of his mouth, and not as gracefully as he wanted, but his words caused you to go as red as Wally's hair with blushing.

You looked at your lap, trying to swipe your hair out from behind your ear to hide you bright face and smile. "Th-thanks, Wally, you are too. Perfect, I mean." You looked up at him, watching as his red gloved reached forward to brush the giant clump of hair blocking your face back behind your ear.

"Y/N,"

"Wally,"

The two of you accidentally spoke at the same time, finally able to break the tension that hung between the two of you and brought a laugh out of you. You managed to tell him that he could go first in between spurts of laughing. "Well, Y/N, you see for a long time now, since I actually saw you take both Rob and Conner down within seconds of each other, I couldn't help but find you very hot in that moment, and since then I've like, likes you. You know, liked you like you. I just...didn't want to tell you because I saw how close you were with Red Arrow."

You couldn't help but look at the ginger in surprise, "You think I'm with Roy?" He nodded sheepishly, his hand going to rub the back of his neck, he seemed ashamed of himself, almost like he through t he was getting between you and Roy. "Well, Wallace Rudolph West, it is a pleasure to meet you, I am Y/N Y/M/N Harper." You smiled at him with your hand extended towards him, waiting for the handshake you offered, and awestruck look on his face, bringing out your smile. "Roy's my older brother."

"O-oh." His eyes still wide from when you announced your name, finally shaking your hand even if it wasn't really needed.

"Honestly, I don't understand what people see in him, he's way too hard headed to find attractive." A grin finally cracked his face, relief rushing over you as Wally finally started laughing and his body relax, the tension again dissipating.

"Y/N, can...can we, I-can I...kiss you?" Your face heated up as you nodded, the two of you leaning closer together until Wally closed the space between the two of you capturing your lips with his.

The kiss was not heated, you both were too nervous and you were too inexperienced to do anything, but it lasted long enough for when you pulled away first, you tried hiding how out of breath you were. "Wow," You breathed out, your lips pulled into a smile.

"Awesome," Wally smiled back at you, his face losing some of his blush while yours got redder. "You look so cute, all nervous and red." He chuckled, gently tapping your nose.

"Stop," You giggled as you shoved his hand away, hiding your face in your hands.

"Hey, I'm only telling the truth." His hand grabbing for yours and pulled them away from your face. "And you know what I think?"

"Hmm, what?"

Wally leaned forward and pressed his lips to yours one more time before answering his own question. "I think we should do this kissing thing more often."

[sassycassie-s-series]

All My Fault 27

By: SassyShoulderAngel319

Fandom/Character(s): DC, BatFam - Damian Wayne/Batman

Rating: PG/K+

Notes: (Masterlist) Wow college has been kicking my butt recently. I know this has been a while but here you go! I’m gonna try to put up more soon! This one’s got a lot going on so have fun!

Tag List (Open): @batboys-and-other-messes @haylo4ever @lostredrobin @na-n-na @probsjosh @spooder-moon @welovegroot

Ch 1, Ch 2, Ch 3, Ch 4, Ch 5, Ch 6, Ch 7, Ch 8, Ch 9, Ch 10, Ch 11, Ch 12, Ch 13, Ch 14, Ch 15, Ch 16, Ch 17, Ch 18, Ch 19, Ch 20, Ch 21, Ch 22, Ch 23, Ch 24, Ch 25, Ch 26

^^^^^

“You remember my first boyfriend, right?” I asked Damian over comms while I was out on patrol and in the middle of taking down a group of drug-dealers. “He came to the house a couple times.”

Damian and I were on a private comms channel. We could hear everyone on the open channel all talking to each other in case they needed us, but they couldn’t hear us. Damian was still in bed, but allowed to talk to us on comms. Dick was just subbing as Batman for the night—and the nights that Damian had been out with the League.

“Tt. Yes,” he said. “He didn’t deserve you.”

“Play nice. We were sixteen,” I joked, kicking a dealer in the face and using the momentum to take another one down. “Do you wanna know what became of him?”

“He was arrested and incarcerated for domestic violence three years ago,” Damian said.

“That’s right. Wait. Did you keep tabs on my ex?” I demanded with a laugh.

“Not particularly. Grayson was the one who arrested him. We all realized who he was, and it was all Todd could do not to shoot him. Did he ever treat you that way?”

I scoffed. “Like he could,” I said. “The night we broke up, he tried to smack me when I said something he didn’t like. I caught his wrist and jabbed him in the solar plexus. I hadn’t even begun training with Batman yet—just the martial arts I’d done growing up.” I finished taking down the dealers, tied them up, and left them on the curb after signaling for the cops to come find them. I shot a grappling line up and zipped away.

“Good,” Damian muttered darkly. “If he ever laid a hand on you that you did not permit, I would break every one of his fingers while staring him in the face.”

“You’ve been quiet for a while, Cloudy,” Jason said. “You doing okay?”

I switched to the open channel. “Yeah Hood. Just talking with Batman.”

“Ooh. About what?”

“My first boyfriend.”

“Interesting choice of topic,” Tim remarked. “Is it at all relevant to patrol?”

“Not exactly. One of the drug-dealers I just took down looked a bit like him,” I said. “Made me think of him.”

“Huh,” Jason said. “Well, by all means, keep chatting. I won’t keep you. Holler if you need anything.”

“Will do,” I said before switching back to the private channel. “Still there, Batman?”

“Still here,” Damian said.

“You doing okay?”

“If by that you mean, ‘do I wish I was out there with you’ the answer is yes,” Damian said.

I sighed as I landed against the side of a building and looked out over Gotham. “Of course it is,” I said. “But you’ll be out with us tomorrow so be patient. We’ll be home soon.”

“What if…” Damian began hesitantly. “What if you came home early? That way I’d have some company that isn’t overbearing and loud for a while?” I chuckled as I shot another grappling line to another building and dropped off the side of the building I was on.

“You’d rather have me keep you company than Dick? I thought Dick was, like, your favorite person on the planet,” I teased.

Damian snorted. “Tt. Grayson is like a second father to me more than a brother. I’d rather have someone who’s not exactly like family.”

I scoffed. “Wow thanks,” I said sarcastically.

“I meant no offense,” Damian said.

“I know. I'm just messing around—whoa!” I released my grappling line as the GCPD helicopter banked around a building and nearly hit me. I dropped several hundred feet before catching myself on another line. I swung to the safety of a nearby rooftop and panicked.

“Are you alright?” Damian demanded.

“Yeah,” I said breathlessly. “Just about turned into a bug on the windshield of a helicopter but I'm just fine.”

“Team, Cloudburst just had a run-in with a helicopter. I'm ordering her back to base,” Damian said in the open channel. I switched over to the channel too.

“Whoa! You okay Cloudy?” Dick asked.

“Yeah. Little shaken but I'm good,” I said.

“Head home, Cloudburst. We got this,” Tim said. “Tonight’s not the slowest of nights but it ain’t the fastest either. I think we’ll be good.”

Panting, I slowly walked back to the edge of the roof. “Okay. I’ll see y’all back at base.”

“‘Night Cloudy,” Jason said.

“Night,” I replied. I jumped off the roof and went swinging towards Uptown Gotham, the Palisades, and Wayne Manor outside the city.

^^^^^

“Ho!” I sighed, flopping onto my bed, all showered and in my pajamas.

“Evening,” a voice said from my doorway. I jumped and whirled to see Damian leaned against the doorframe. In his pajamas. Which included an obvious lack of a shirt.

“Damian! You scared me. Shouldn’t you be in bed?”

Damian rolled his eyes. “Tt. I appreciate Pennyworth looking after my health but I don’t require thirty-six-hours of bedrest.”

“Don’t let him hear you say that or he’ll up your sentence to seventy-two hours out of sheer spite.”

“Fair point,” he said with a smile. He crossed my room and perched on the edge of my bed, regarding me calmly. “Perhaps I’ll just hide in here then.”

I snickered. “Trust me, if Alfred suspects you’re disobeying bedrest this is the first place he’d come looking,” I teased. Damian pondered for a moment. I got up and threw a blanket over him. “But now you can pretend you’re resting with me.” His grin grew wider when he freed his head from under the blanket.

“Clever solution,” he complimented.

I brought my laptop onto my bed and opened it up. “Okay,” I said. “Let’s see what gossip we can dig up from the last couple years that you can explain to me.” I logged into Facebook and started scrolling through the “Mutual Friends” list between me and Damian.

Upon scrolling and clicking, I found Barbara Gordon.

Knock-knock! Knuckles echoed off my door.

Damian was instantly on his feet and blending into the shadows of my closet. “Alfred?” I asked loudly.

“No, kid,” Bruce’s voice said. “It’s me.”

“C��mon in,” I said.

Bruce opened the door and stepped over the threshold. “How was patrol?” he asked.

“Fine. Got a little spooked when I almost went splat on the GCPD’s helicopter windshield so I turned in early,” I said.

“How are you adjusting to the future?”

“Better than I ever would have thought.”

“Remember what I said to you when you turned eighteen?” Bruce asked.

I licked my lip and bit it, nodding.

^^^^^

“Happy Birthday, Nora,” Bruce said quietly after the party was over and the rest of the family was getting ready for patrol—though I was taking the night off since it was my birthday.

“Thanks,” I said, feeling awkward.

“Something you wanna say, kid?”

“I'm eighteen. I'm an adult. So I'm no longer your responsibility.”

“You could put it that way,” Bruce deadpanned.

“So… are you going to kick me out? Let me find my own life?”

“No.”

His flat delivery rubbed me the wrong way. “Why?” I demanded, sharper than I intended. “Because I'm part of your Mission now?”

He scoffed. “No. Because you’re part of my family,” he retorted.

I took a step back in surprise.

“And you’re welcome to call Wayne Manor your home for as long as you like—and whenever you like.”

I threw my arms around him. He awkwardly stood there for a moment, like a tree, until I felt him give me a hug back.

“It’s alright, kid. It’s… it’s going to be fine.”

^^^^^

“Yeah I remember,” I said.

“When you first arrived here, you had to find your place in this family. And now, again. Your little time-travel adventure has put you in a different position in this family. But make no mistake, Nora, you are still part of this family. You’ve been here a month and I… I realize that I haven’t really even… been here for you.”

“Bruce, really, it’s okay. I mean, you’re still Bruce Wayne and you’ve got a lot on your shoulders even without being Batman. And I’ve had the boys to keep an eye on me and help me out. I get it,” I said. “Really. I’ve been adjusting better than I thought.”

Bruce looked thoughtful. “I… I'm glad,” he said. “One more question, though.”

“Okay. Shoot.”

“Why is my son hiding in your closet?”

I couldn’t help but snicker. I could practically read Damian’s mind—he was probably swearing internally. “We thought you were Alfred. Damian came to check on me after I got spooked on patrol but Alfred doesn’t want him out of bed till tomorrow morning,” I explained.

Bruce smiled—actually smiled. “I won’t tell Alfred,” he said, sounding amused. “You can come out now, Damian!”

Damian poked his head out of my closet, my spare blanket still wrapped around his otherwise bare shoulders. “Good evening, Father.”

“Evening,” Bruce said. “You two have grown close since Nora’s arrival here.”

“Yes,” Damian agreed. “It has been easier to… connect given we are the same age now.”

“And since he’s loosened up a bit,” I added.

“Tt. I am not going soft, McCloud,” Damian grumbled.

“Did I say that?” I retorted playfully, grinning. “I didn’t say that.”

Bruce smirked. “I'm glad you two get along even better now,” he said. “I’ll leave you to what you were doing. Goodnight.”

“‘Night Bruce!” I called as he retreated.

“Goodnight, Father,” Damian said.

My bedroom door shut behind my godfather. I bit my lower lip, suddenly feeling slightly awkward at being in a closed room with Damian. I shook my head to clear it and smiled. “Anyway. What were we doing again?” I asked, looking down at my laptop to see Barbara’s Facebook page open.

“Tt. Scrolling through looking for old gossip for me to explain,” Damian said, sitting next to me on my bed.

“Oh right. Yeah. Let’s do that!” I said.

^^^^^

McCloud snoozed on Damian’s shoulder, eyes closed and laptop still open. Damian was awake, distractedly playing with the ends of her hair. She’d drifted off while he’d been explaining all the romantic relationship drama that she had missed between their friends. She’d fallen asleep with a peaceful smile on her face.

He looked down at the top of her head, her soft flyaway hairs tickling his face. He smiled and brushed some of her hair out of her face. He was so in love with her. He wished he could stay like this forever. With her by his side, her head on his shoulder and asleep.

His imagination brought up a fantasy of a day sometime in the future. A daydream of he and McCloud in an apartment of their own somewhere in Gotham—perhaps married, and happily together. They could be in exactly in this position, except his arm could be around her shoulders and holding her close to his side. A wistful grin played at the corners of his lips. Oh how he would like for that to happen.

But she likely didn’t feel the same way. Yes, she had been acting affectionate toward him as of late, but she acted affectionate to just about everyone. That was the way she was.

He sighed and shut her laptop, moving it out of the way so he could gently ease her into her bed and tuck her in. Carefully, he tucked her covers under her chin and folded up the blanket she’d put on his shoulders. He had half a mind to borrow it until morning—the scent of her shampoo and shower gel clung to it and it would give him an excuse if Pennyworth caught him in the corridors—but decided against it. He placed the blanket back in her closet and slipped out of her bedroom.

“Goodnight, my only,” he whispered, standing at her doorframe, casting a longing look over his shoulder at her. Before he could do anything else, he ducked out and stole back to his quarters.

Next

[rason-rodd]

Batboy ship? Please? I'm Asian, 5'3, black hair and dark brown eyes. I can be very sarcastic, defensive and snappy, but I'm easy to love things. I like keeping to myself and I only talk when I feel comfortable. I enjoy videogames, books, animals and coffee/tea. I have fears of knives(unless I'm the one holding it) and small spaces.

I ship you with (older!) Damian Wayne

How did you meet?Can we call playing video games online a true meeting? Of course, especially when your partner is called BatDragonDW and is definitely your favorite partner of all time.“ I shall say [Y/Pseudonym]. We are definitely the best team. Wish the rest of the Teen Titans could play as good as you.” Yeah you had guessed he was Robin. “There’s a video games convention this week end in Gotham. We could meet there if you wish.”“ Is that a date?”“ I don’t do dates.” It was definitely a date.

The beginning of your relationship:Not so easy. Two defensive and quite introvert people together? Let’s say you took a very long time before admitting your feelings.  But once you did it was awesome. Damian was still Damian though, a bit cold and all but he knew how to be a crazy protective and loving boyfriend when he felt like he had to.  

Your first kiss: At Wayne Manor. It was your birthday and Damian was showing you the library. There were so many books it was impressive, a bit like a dream. Suddenly he handed you a first edition of your favourite book.“It’s for you.” Your eyes widened. “ How did you know it was my favourite book?” “ I’m a good detective.”“ I can’t accept.”  It was way too beautiful and expensive. “ Sure you can. Plus I’ve already signed the first page. ” You opened it. Inside he had wrote ‘ (your favourite quote) Happy Birthday, Y/N. Damian.” It was so cute you couldn’t help but kiss him. It took him a couple of seconds to reciprocate the kiss though. 

I love you:You had convinced Damian to work with you as volunteers for an association fighting for animal rights. Your job were to take care of the rescued animal of Gotham, feed them, pet them …“ I alway knee you had a heart of gold despite the appearances, Damian Wayne.” You admitted when you saw him bottle-feeding a kitten“ Why do you say that, now? I recently made a lot of efforts to prove my feelings for you”“ I know. I know. i’m just say… ”“ I love you.” he cut you short. You laughed. He was so awkward. “You’re happy?” “ Very”

What he loves most about you:How kind and patient you are with him. He knows he is not easy and loves you even more for accepting all his flaws. But what he loves most is holding your hand in elevators when he feels like you’re scared ^^. Though he will never admit it.

[tenacioussheepalpaca]

@xyloophones tagged me and !!! eeep :D okay! let’s do this!

rules: answer 30 questions and tag 10 people

# following: 272

# of followers: 30!! n like idk where yall came from but owow. (waves noodle arms of appreciation \o/ hiiii) :3 thank u n feel free to say hi! I’m always up for making friends :)

average hours of sleep: Pfft!! i’m terrible at this. If I’m stressed it’s maybe 4 hours minimum mandatory for functioning even if i can’t force my brain to turn off very well, but on weekends it’s more like 8-ishh?? Weekdays tho sometimes it’s 2 or maybe 6 you just never know... help.,,, no one should’ve let me become an adult

lucky number: 2

instruments: violin (love it. it’s a great stress reliever and fun way to annoy the neighbors. no I do not feel like sherlock when i play at random hours. who said that? yea yea okay so maybe I do a lil bit...)

what are you wearing: black button down, maroon scarf and some slacks. still in work clothes and can’t wait to put on some pajamas n eat some spaghetti for dinner

dream job: English teacher in foreign country ✨

dream trip: RUSSIA!!! GOTTA GO SOMEDAY! Learned the language n everything and for some reason it’s had a special place in my heart since high school. darn visa process n paperwork. maybe this summer?? 

birthday: Mid October :) Right after the leaves change colors. Imma be 23 this year yipes!

height: 5’6”

gender/pronouns: she/her

other blogs: started 2 but don’t have time for them regularly just yet. gotta get settled in my job more but it’s in the works! got one based on my thesis project that’s got me super jazzed and I think it’ll be pretty cool. This one is mainly for stuff I really like/enjoy :)

nicknames: nope, never had one but I’d like to think one day I may earn one.

star sign: Libra??? this never made sense to me but there you have it? i am a confused. but also kinda like the fortune cookie-esque advice I get related to this. 

time: 8:04p woo! procrastinating somethin awful so internet here i come!!

favorite bands: AAAACKKK?? everything??? honestly my fav music ranges from classical orchestral scores to hard punk rock to grunge to pop to club and rap and 1940s swing bands and classic 1980s and nightcore and acapella covers???? soo? I’m literally the worst person to pick for DJ bc it’ll be aAALLllll over the place...

favorite artist: i LOVE pretty much anything in watercolor or impressionist style or related to my fandoms but def the fav has to be Degas bc, yeah his art inspired me soo much growing up and i had posters of his paintings clipped out of my calendars to hang up around my room for the longest time

favorite tumblr artist: OH MY GOSH SO MANY PLS DONT MAKE ME LIST THEM

song stuck in your head: “Can’t go on without you” by Kaleo, “You’re not there” by Lukas Grahm and “Friends” by Marshmello and Anne Marie (bouncing among the three but there’s ALWAYS a song going in my head...)

last movie you watched: Megamind!! just can’t help but rewatch. good memories. i know almost all the lines by heart n it reminds me of family

last show you watched: Violet Evergarden!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! UGHHH YES I love this show so much right now and it is my new obsession <3 reminds me a lot of Saber from the Fate series and I love where it’s going storywise :D!!!!

why did you make your blog: ummm????? I didn’t know how tumblr worked so I just? kinda?? signed up?? and started finding stuff i liked? just out of curiosity so idk what i want it to be really?

what do you post: AVERYTHINGGGG!! If you’re here. You get a taste of my fandom feels and random musings and a lil bit of everything else... soo hehehe. I mostly talk in tags too so an actual post is pretty rare... :) 

last thing you googled: Rupert’s drops exploding bc a fic mentioned it and honestly who doesn’t like exploding glass??

ao3: :) one of these days I’ll figure that out too.... but rn, nope.

do you ever get asks: nope! but feel free! i’m pretty unreachable during weekdays but I’d be happy to get back to ya on the weekends :D

how did you get the idea for your url: autogenerated bc i’m a derp and couldn’t think of something and this sounded interesting and a lot like the family jokes we’ve got going at home soo ye. I’mma make it mine. :)

favorite food: Apple pie

last book you read: akdlfjd does fan fic count???? (it absolutely does btw and I have several going rn) last physical book i read was Blood Lure by Nevada Barr which i lifted from a youth hostel book exchange about 5 months ago. I don’t really have room for physical books with my current living situation but I love them SOO muCH. they are my precious.

top 3 fictional universes: Lorein Legacies,  Edge of tomorrow, and DC comics bc of my batboys <3 :3 (I fall in love with so many stories this was Really hard to choose so there you have it!!!)

Woot woot!! We made it yall! Didn’t think 30 questions would be that long, but here we are :D 

Ya don’t have to do this if you don’t want to but i’m tagging: @screamingatanemptyroom @cherrymaphanji @crazybowtielover @darkstarsshinetoo @magicdreamsandmusic

[nightwingswing]

BatBoys Headcanon (Bellydancer! Reader)

Hay there my lil’ wings! how are you doing? Hope your okay.

Don’t forget to vote on the poll to choose the next prompt for my imagine!!

Keep voting! The court of owls AU it’s winning for now! So vote for your favorite! The ask box is still open thought.

This is my first headcanons ever, i hope i did alright.

Prompt:  Hc on batboys with a SO who bellydances?

Requested by Anon

(Trivia! I went to bellydance classes for a year, once!)

((Dami is over 17))

Dick Grayson/Nightwing:

 Oh boy

 He thinks is the hotest thing ever

  The first time you danced for him it was on your 1 year anniversary.

  He came home after work, in his police officer clothes to find a note in the kitchen that said “Go to our room, sit and do not talk”

  He obeyed

  After he sat down, soft music started playing.

  You came out of the bathroom in your dancer clothes.

  Dick mouth was on the ground.

  Eyes sucking every movement your arm and hips made.

 “Damn”

  His eyes were dark with desire.

  You smiled shyly at him when the song ended

  Then he talked you

   Pinned to the ground

   And worshiped your body.

   The day after he asked you to teach him

   …

   He was good

   Pretty good

   He supports you and sometimes trains with you

   because it’s important for you

   He would do anything for you

   He never misses any of your performance

   “Get them, (y/n)!!”

   “Dick, dear, This isn’t a competition”

   He waits until you finish changing and after that you two go out to have dinner

   “Did I ever tell you how much I love you and love dancing with you? Well-“

   “I’m not going to jump from a trapeze, Dick Grayson”

     …

   Argh, why can’t you say no to him?!

Jason Todd/ Red Hood

  Jay was surprised he found your dancer clothes

  “You…dance??? You are a belly dancer?”

   Yes…

 “Why didn’t you tell me before?!”

   On his birthday, as it wasn’t a happy day for him. You surprised him with a dance

  His eyes couldn’t leave your sensual silhouette

  His hands too

   Sh*t

  He loved every  second of it

  He got behind you, his hands around your hips.

  His hips moved with yours as the song came to the end

   You danced for hours

 He peppered your neck with kisses

  You made Jason’s birthday the happiest of them.

  He loves seeing you practicing

  He makes sure you know how much he loves you and how happy he is when he sees your happy smile.

  You brighten his days and nights

 Once, a guy who had seen your latest performance tried to force you.

 You kicked his ass

 Jason style

  He saw everything

 And he was soooo proud

He was smiling when you looked up

 You smiled at him in return

 Tim Drake/Red Robin

  Poor Timmy

 Thought he was hallucinating

   He came to your home thought your windows when he saw you practicing in front of the mirror.

   He was so enchanted by them…

   He fell backwards and almost hit the ground if he didn’t grape hooked up again.

   His face was soooo red

   No kidding

   ….Maybe that’s the reason he’s called RED Robin

    When he looked inside again you were looking at him.

   “Timmy?”

   “Sorry..?”

   He entered the room again, and he needed to sit down

 You helped him.

  “Timmy, you okay? Do you need a glass of water?”

  “I’m okay”

   His eyes never leaved your hips, as you moved around him.

   Until he pulled you towards him and kissed you passionately

   That night he sleep like a baby

   Obviously after other…activities.

   Wink wonk ;)

   You have to do this often if this gets him to sleep

 Poor baby need a rest

  Oh, and his dreams were all about your soft body, moving sensually and calling him.

  He smiled all night long

   …

  Yea in the morning he needed a minute alone

  He likes to see you train

 When he’s not very busy he comes along with you

  He’s supportive, when you try to learn new movements, when you’re feeling down…

  And when one guy insulted you …

 Boy, did Red Robin take care of it

  “Timmy…It’s that blood?”

  “Don’t worry, it’s not mine”

   He loves you very much and shows it every day of his life.

Damian Wayne/Robin

  Ohhohohooooooho

  Dami loves it

  Like, damn

 He loves seeing you dance

 You use his favorite music

  He felts like it’s an exaltation of the beauty of your body

  He never misses any of your acts

  Dami looks so fierce when he looks at you dancing.

 He’s so proud of you

  He is smiling every time you perform

He love when you teasingly wrap your scarf around his neck and smirk at him

 He smirks back and pulls you in a kiss

 You pull away before he even could touch you

   He growled

  Following your giggling dancing silhouette 

  He’s the most supporting boyfriend ever 

  He glares at the guys that keep harassing you.

  They’re never seen again

   He likes when you try teaching him your moves

  Try

   Dami sometimes compliest to your wishes and dances with you

   Dick caught you once

  He stayed in Bludhaven for a month

   You surprised him once when your clothes were robin inspired

  It was his birthday

   And, oh boy what a celebration

  He loves how you can move your waist.

  And when you caress your body

    …

 “Beloved…” He said with dark, lust filled eyes.

   He loves you very much as much as you do

[dibs4ever]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY FAVORITE BATBOY DICK GRAYSON!!!!!!

The Batfamily- Dick’s birthday

[rason-rodd]

(1/2) Hello, I hope you're having a wonderful day! - I would like to request a ship if I could, (hopefully I'm doing this correctly...). I would like to be shipped with one of the batboys, and I am female. I am 5'6", lean, chocolate brown eyes and below-the-shoulder brunette hair with a red streak in the back. I have freckles, a handful of moles, and lots of little scars from animals or my own clumsiness. My myers briggs personality type is ENFP, I love humor, and I’m a very laid back and --

(2/2)relaxed person. Some of my hobbies are playing my ukulele, singing, reading, writing, painting, and my business card collection (weird, I know). My favorite animal is the octopus (they’re great escape artists), and I babysit for a living (I absolutely adore kids and want a handful in the future). There’s not too many things I don’t like, but the list includes amusement parks. One last interesting fact; my birthday is on Valentine’s Day. Thank you so much, and I hope this wasn’t too long! :)

I ship you with Terry McGinnis 

How did you meet?“You hired a babysitter? But I’m not a baby! I can stay home alone for one night!” You heard through the door the boy you were supposed to sit tonight. The night will be fun for sure. “No way I leave you unsupervised, Max. And she’ll be here any second.” You dared knock and the door opened. You were welcomed by a tensed Terry who tried to pretend everything was okay when everything in the house was topsy-turvy.  “Hi. You must be [Y/N]. Come in… Max, come say hello.” The little terror arrived, grumbling, and then froze. “Now I get why you got me a sitter.” 

The beginning of your relationship: You baby-sat Max quite a few times and the child grew fond of you as much as you grew fond of him. After all, you loved children and he wasn’t such a brat. After your service, when Mrs McGinnis wasn’t home yet, Terry would just ask you to stay for a hot chocolate or a tea and you two would chat for hours, getting to know each other until the day he asked you out.

The first kiss:You were at the aquarium together, watching fishes and other sea animals while having an ice-cream when you saw him wince. “You’re okay?” “ Yeah. Just … I was bitten by a dog last night. It still hurts.” “ Oh … You know, I have a lot of little scars from animals. This one is when I tried to pet a huge dog. He bit me and I cried for …” He suddenly kissed you, cutting your story short, but you didn’t mind. It was actually very great. “That’s why I like octopus better.” “ Yeah. I don’t. That must be the ink thing.” Because of the super villain Inque, but he couldn’t tell you that, not now. 

I love you:“ I have something for you” Terry said as you were both having a candlelit dinner for your birthday and Valentine’s day on a rooftop with a view on Gotham. “Again?” You asked. He had already bought you so many things that you couldn’t accept anything else. “Don’t worry. It’s not much.” He took a paper out of his pocket and gave it to you. It was a business card from Wayne Enterprises. “Stole it in Mr Wayne’s office for you.” You laughed and thank him with a kiss. “You didn’t turn it over.” You frowned and did as he said. Behind the card he had written. “Happy Birthday, [Y/NickName]. I love you. Terry”

What he loves most about you:Your inner calm and artistic side. When he comes back after patrol he just loves listening to you sing, play ukulele or reading a book as he rest next to you. It relaxes him and helps him to forget how hard the night was.