i will be the poet, and you will be the poetry

you are always being watched. that creeping feeling etches along your spine every night. damian makes it his business to always be nearby if you're walking home at night.

insists that he studies better for medical exams when he's cuddling with you

does enjoy monopolizing your time and being rather avoidant of social events to simply be alone with you for hours on end

sleeps best with his ear over your heart. he wakes at any slight change in it's beat. any thing that could signify a nightmare, a bit of panic, any change wakes him.

effortlessly and wordlessly replaces things for you thanks to the combination of mommy AND daddy's money. new shoes, new workout gear, new phone chargers, new nails, everything.

pampering you is a constant thing occurring. he declares that it's to keep a good image for you both as a couple. but he schedules you massages, spa treatments, appointments with personal shoppers, everything to keep you happy and healthy and 'well-maintained

having to miss dinner with you for med school or work is perhaps one of the worst things to him

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Jason Todd x fem!reader m.list

drabble ♫ ྀི ˚̣̣̣℘

I cooked this up in like an hour lol 💔

warnings: fluff, reader is very emotional, very self indulgent because I cry at every movie I watch <3

Jason’s keys jingled as he pushed open his apartment door. He’d just finished patrol and came home at an ungodly hour, and was expecting to do his usual post-patrol routine. He’d take a shower, eat the leftovers you’d leave for him straight out of the fridge, and then suffocate you by laying on top of you with his 250 pound body instead of laying by your side like a normal person.

Instead, he was greeted by the sniffles and sobs coming from the living room couch. You were there, in tank top and sleep shorts, a fluffy blanket covering your shoulders. Your face was illuminated by the soft glow of the TV, making the tears falling down onto your cheeks more obvious.

“Doll? What’s wrong?” Jason tried to keep his voice as neutral as possible, but if he was honest, he didn’t know what the hell was going on right now.

“Jay?” You looked up at him, “No, nothings wrong.”

“Really? It doesn’t look like it.” He walked over to you and tilted your head up “what are you doing up this late anyway?” he said, slowly wiping away some of your tears with his thumb.

You broke out in sobs again, hiding your face in the palm of your hands “it’s just… the baby ladybug got separated from its mother- a- and it had to travel so long to find her- and- and right before it found her she died! She died Jay! Before she got to see her baby!”

Jason had never been more confused in his life. What the fuck are you talking about?

Curiously, he turned back to the TV, and to his surprise, he was met with the image of an animated children’s movie about bugs. His shoulders relaxed a little knowing that you weren’t in any real danger.

Pushing some strands out of your hair, he urged you to look back up at him. “Sweetheart, are you crying over a children’s movie right now?” You hid your face in the pillow next to you. This is so embarrassing you thought. “Babe, cmon look at me.”

You mustered up the courage and looked at him with teary eyes. “Hey, look at me, it’s fine”, he affirmed you. You hid your face in his chest. “We should probably get to you to sleep, huh” he whispered. You faintly nodded.

And that’s all it took before Jason picked you up, bridal-style, and carried you over to your shared bedroom. He plopped you onto the bed, before walking out to turn the TV off and going into the kitchen to drink a glass of cold water. This isn’t really how he imagined to spend his post-patrol time, but hey, at least you’re all okay.

Jason was halfway on his way to the bathroom, about to take his shower, before he heard your faint voice, “Jay?” you said, you sounded like a hurt puppy.

“Yeah doll?” he walked over to your bedroom, leaning on the door frame.

You pouted. “Can you please come to bed?” You said with big eyes.

He chuckled, “I have to shower, I just beat up like 20 bad guys, I stink.”

You frowned and turned on your side, facing the wall. “You can shower in the morning too, you know.” You mumbled.

“Yeah babe, I know. I’ll be back in a few, so don’t you worry. Try to get some sleep, ok?” he said, before grabbing a towel and walking towards the bathroom.

“I’m not gonna go to sleep without you” you muttered, though the your eyelids were growing heavier and heavier by the second.

Jason stepped out of the shower and put some gray sweatpants on. He grabbed a quick snack from the kitchen before heading to your guys’ bed, before being greeted by your sleeping form. Eyes closed and covers pulled up to your chin. There was a soft smile that tugged on Jason’s lips before he snuggled up next to you, his damp hair wetting the pillow.

Gripping your waist softly, he pulled your back flush against his chest and nuzzled his face in the crook of your neck, breathing in the faint smell of the perfume you put on in the morning.

He could stay like this forever, he thought. With the feeling of you against him, with the feeling of knowing you’re safe, he quickly drifts to sleep too.

The words “I love you” barely escaping his lips before his body slumps against yours.

And he meant it.

sorry if this is bad I was bored and I’m feeling kid a down rn 💔

Tim Drake x waitress!reader

Summary: Tim’s blind date didn’t go so well but luckily the kind waitress is there to save the day!

Warnings: fluff, Tim being a lil insecure, flustered Tim, fem reader. tell me if I missed something!

a/n: I think I’m gonna make this into a series ;)

He didnt know why he agreed to this.

Tim Drake was, at this moment, standing in front of a small cafe awaiting his date that he wishes he wouldnt have to see right now.

Why, would Tim Drake go on a date with someone he has no interest in, you ask yourself?

Well, it's because of his genius older brother, Dick.

"You set me up with whom?!" he clutched his hair, when Dick had called him out of nowhere, telling him he had found the perfect date for him.

Dick let out a contented sigh on the other line,"Yeahhh, no need to thank me."

Tim stuttered, "Yeah no. Im not going."

"youre going. i already said youll be there." The eldest confirmed.

Tim ran a hand down his face, cursing himself. "Why do you hate me so much?"

"Hey. Im doing this for your own good, you gotta get out of the house once in a while, yknow. Put yourself out there..."

"Oh. My. God. Seriosuly Dick! I dont need you to babysit me around all the time! I can ask people out by myself!"

"Tell that to your last two situationships" Dick mumbled.

"What!?"

"Nothing! Il'l send you the date, ok?" Dicks muffled voice came through, as he fumbled with his phone to send Tim all the details.

"Oh. and dont back down last minute. Or leave a bad impression." he quickly added.

"Right. Ok Dick. Bye." Tim sighed as he hung up the phone.

___

So here he was, sitting on one of the waiting stools outside of the cafe, waiting for his oh so beloved date to arrive.

"Hey! Tim right?” an unexpected voice shouted. Tim shot his head up, seeing a person his age staring right back at him.

Immediately, Tim realized it was his date, shaking their hand and introducing himself, at least to show some courtesy before they both went inside and found a cozy table to sit at.

___

It’s not that he didn’t like his date, per se.

It’s just… they didn’t have anything to talk about! The only interactions the two had shared was some awkward small talk in between them reading their menus.

His date honestly looked just as bored as him at this point, if not even more.

Across the cafe, you watched the two people painfully, almost getting second-hand embarassment from the uncomnfortable silence going on between the two.

You were just assigned to go serve them, tigthening your apron a little tighter behind your back, preparing yourself to deal with awkwardness before grabbing your pen and notebook out of your front pocket and walking up to their table.

"Hi there! How are you doing? Ready to order?" you put on your best smile, trying to ease the tension.

The dark haired man quickly looked up at you. He was relieved to have something to focus on other than his failed attempts at trying to start up a conversation with his date.

“Yeah, I’ll just get a black coffee and a club sandwich. Thank you.” He gave you a small smile, which you reciprocated, before jotting down his order and then getting his date’s down too.

You returned back to the kitchen and told the chef the assigned foods.

After serving an array of other customers, Tim’s food was done and you were to give it to them, walking over to them and giving placing their meals in front of them.

His posture relaxed a little at the sight of you, your presence honestly easing the tension.

___

Halfway through their meals, his date suddenly got a phone call.

“Oh sorry.” They said before putting their phone on their ear and

After hanging up, they turned to him and quickly blurted out that they had an emergency and had to go, leaving some money to cover the lunch and strutting out of the cafe.

Tim just sat in his seat as he processed what had happened.

Did his date just ditch him?

I mean sure, he wasn’t particularly enjoying the date, but… was he that insufferable to be around?

His insecurities slowly started creeping up on him, his mind started telling him cruel things. Insecurities that he had shoved far back into his mind now blossoming again.

Tim decided he had a long enough day and left the cafe after leaving enough dollars on his table to cover the tip, trying to blink back his tears as he stepped out the door.

___

You had just finished your shift, taking off your uniform and grabbing your shoulder bag before walking out of the cafe. Looking around, you were quite surprised when you found that the handsome man you had served earlier was sitting by a curb on the street, his body hunched over and face buried in his hands.

He looked uneasy, and you felt kinda bad for him. Should you go over to him?

No. You had a long day. Better not get mixed up in someone else’s business.

But…

Your body was quicker than your mind, and without thinking, you marched over to him.

“Hey…” you blurted out, the absurdity of your actions catching up to you as he looked up. His eyebags were now more visible, and his eyes rimmed red. He had a confused expression on his face as you leaned closer to him, recognizing you immediately as the pretty waitress from the cafe.

“Are you ok?” You tried asking as you gently sat down next to him.

“Uh.. yeah.” He answered, looking down at the floor. Your sudden presence confused him. And yet… it was weirdly comforting.

You thought of what to say. You want to overstep his boundaries, of course. He was a stranger, after all.

“Well… look I’m sorry about your date.” You sighed.

He took a deep breath in, “Yeah, well it doesn’t really matter now. I wasn’t really interested anyway.”

You snorted, “geez were they that bad?”

“What no no! They were… fine. I don’t know” he threw his head back.

Your mouth tugged up in a teasing smile, your hands landing on your hips. “So what, you just going to sulk here all day?”

He huffed, his own face betraying him as a small smile formed on his face. “No.. why do you care anyway?”

“I have a soft spot for beautiful strangers sulking infront of my workplace, what can I say.” You laughed.

Tim stayed silent for a second, taking in your words.

Beautiful stranger.

You were surprised to find no teasing comeback from him. Taking this opportunity to ask him furthermore, “You hungry? You barely ate your sandwich. There’s a place I know not too far from here.” You said softly.

“You can come with me. If you wanna”

Tim’s expressions softened at your invitation. “Sure you’re not tired from bussing tables all day?” He joked.

“Sure I am. But I’d rather not leave you here alone and sad.” You laughed.

All of his instincts told him to say no. All of his rational thoughts said that it was absurd to follow a stranger he had never met before. But all of his rational thoughts were also long gone the second you looked into his eyes so lovingly with your own.

“Sure.” His words left his mouth faster than he could process.

You smiled gently. “Alright then.” You said as you stood up and extended a hand to him.

He gripped your hand and lifted himself up.

“I’m Tim, by the way.”

You smiled and exchanged your own name before leading him down the street.

Your hand brushed his, and when he didn’t pull away, you softly interlaced your fingers with his and gave him a smile.

God he could die right now by how you were looking at him.

Tim Drake never expected to be here, laughing and holding hands with you.

And honestly, he’s gonna make sure today would be the last day you get to call each others strangers.

a/n: slowly getting back into writing! Also I’ve never written for Tim but this was fun 💕

Reblogs and comments appreciated! Ty for reading and I hoped u enjoyed<3

Damian Al Ghul-Wayne x reader

Summary: Sometimes it’s easier for Damian to understand you when no words are spoken.

warnings: fluff, gn!reader, very short

a/n: just a lil drabble cause I’m feeling kinda sad :p

“Beloved?” Damian called out.

You were sitting out on the balcony, wind softly blowing in your face as your legs dangled from the ground.

“Beloved,” he repeated, “Why are you not in bed?”

You didn’t respond, looking down onto the illuminated city of Gotham.

He moved forward, steps calculated and gaze focused on your form, tracking every breath and movement.

“What happened? Tell me.”

You finally looked at him, flashing him a small smile.

“Can’t sleep, Dames. That’s it.”

He huffed, “Well come back, you can’t sit out here all night, it’s cold.”

Your eyes drifted from the city to him, taking him in. His dark hair was tousled from sleep and posture still straight as always.

“Can you sit with me?” You asked, ignoring his earlier demand.

His brows furrowed and yet he walked further towards you, slowly kneeling down to be at an eye-level with you.

His hand carefully came up to trace against your jaw, emerald eyes drifting back to look into yours.

“What’s wrong [name] ?”

You smiled again, “Nothing Damian.”

He sighed deeply, not because he was mad at you, not because he was disappointed, but because he knew he couldn’t help you.

Not if you didn’t want to speak. And that was fine with him.

“Alright beloved.” He said quietly, sitting himself down on the cold balcony tiles next to you.

One of his arms came up to grab your waist, gently tugging you towards his side.

“You do not have to tell me if you don’t want to.”

You hummed, leaning into him and placing your head on his shoulder.

This is what you would do, whenever your feelings got the best of you confide to Damian, even without words, he’d always know what to say and do.

And sure, it’s not ideal, not to talk about your feelings to your partner, but intimate moments like this always made up for it.

Sometimes actions could make up more than words could.

Damian leaned slightly over, enough for his lips to graze your hair and place a small kiss on the top of your head.

Maybe in the future you both could talk about your feelings freely, but for now this will do.

Tysm for reading!! m.list

drabble ࣭    𑄹 Bruce Wayne x wife!reader

warnings: fluff, kinda suggestive, kissing, wife!reader in mind but can be interpreted as gender neutral

The soft light of the morning sun shone through the cracks of Bruce’s window and onto your face as you stirred awake in the big king-sized bed.

His heavy body lay there, one arm draped over your body to keep you close during his sleep.

You took the opportunity to admire his slumbering state, his pale skin contrasting with his dark hair, eyebrows still a tiny bit furrowed, even in his sleep.

A small smile crept up on your lips as you continued to melt over his stature before you saw him move and pull you closer.

“Go back to sleep, darling.” He whispered, eyes still closed.

Your smile grew a tiny bit bigger, biting your lip as you propped yourself up on one elbow and looked down on him.

“You look so cute when you’re sleeping.” You giggled.

That seemed to have caught his attention, finally opening his eyes to look at you.

“Come here.” He said softly, his voiced still laced with sleep.

You complied, burying yourself in his arms as he leaned his head forward.

Bruce suddenly started placing slow, passionate kisses onto your collarbone. His mouth traveling up by the second.

After a long trail of gentle kisses he finally made his way to your mouth, clashing his lips onto yours roughly without any warning.

You let out a small sound against him, one of your hands tangling into his hair.

The aroma of his cologne filled your senses as he kissed you deeply. Bruce bit lightly at your lower lip, causing you to let out a small whimper.

He kept kissing you, swallowing down every little sound you made as his tongue grazed your teeth.

When he was finally satisfied, Bruce pulled away and rolled onto his back, leaving you breathless and flustered.

“Bruce…” you gasped.

“It’s early my love, go back to sleep.”

Summary: You and Dick go stargazing together

Dick Grayson x gn!reader

warnings: nothing lol, fluff, idiots in love

A/N: Hiii! This is my first time posting my work anywhere. I was listening to under the Milky Way by the church while making this! Anyways please be nice lol and I hope u enjoy reading<33 mwah

“I haven’t seen this many stars in a long time” you said, turning your head to look at Dick, who was already looking at you. With those stupid blue eyes, which at this moment, were reflecting the starry night sky above you.

It was his idea, he wanted to spend time with you for weeks, but you were too busy, with your family, school, everything was too much. So when you once again cancelled another one of your plans, he made it his personal mission to pick you up the next day, basket full of strawberries in one hand and car keys in the other.

The drive to the spot was long, but sweet, with nothing but dick’s voice and 80s music blasting through the radio keeping you entertained. The sun was already setting halfway throughout the car ride, making you slightly worried about not being able to see anything if it got too dark outside.

Thankfully, arriving at your destination you were quickly proven wrong, the beautiful hill he took you to being illuminated by the stars above. He chuckled at your starstruck expression, “you like the view?” Dick asked. You grinned and nodded. He guided you up towards the top of the hill, a hand on your lower back the whole time, until he eventually set the picnic blanket down and nudged you to lay down on it.

So here you were, heat flooding your cheeks as you watched Dick look into your eyes with that love struck look, before he replied to you “Yeah? You only see them if you get outta the city once in a while, sweetheart.” You grinned at him, “Guess you have to take me here more often then.” He let out a soft laugh at that, “guess I do”. You interlocked your hand with his and layed back down. The sky looked even darker than before and the stars shone even brighter.

You turned around once more, laying a hand on Dicks cheek. He looked back at you with questioning eyes, “Hm?” You bit your lip, eyes drifting back to the sky for a second, before looking back at him. “Thank you.” you said. His eyes softened. A small smile crept up on his lips, “for what?” You pulled him by his collar. “For being you, and letting me love you.”, you whispered, before placing your lips onto his.

After a few moments he pulled back and wrapped his arms around you.

“I love you too. And I wouldn’t have it any other way”

A/N: This was so fun to write ahhhh <333

tyyy for reading

Reblogs, comments and likes are appreciated! Mwah!

summary: you spend an intimate day with dick at the beach!

a/n: it’s so freaking hot here GET ME OUT #ihavenoairconditioner

warnings: fluff, reader wears a bikini, est. relationship, intimacy, brief Wally cameo, sooo much pda it’s kinda annoying, clingyyy Dick

“Dick keep still.”

You said, pushing his chest back onto the beach towel. You were sitting on his lower back with your legs on either side of his hips.

You took the lid off of your sunscreen bottle to pour a little bit in your hand.

“Babe, I don’t even need sunscreen.” Dick mumbled from under you.

Rolling your eyes, you gently begin lathering the sunscreen all over his back.

“Either way, I’m not risking you getting sun cancer.”

You finished rubbing it in, getting rid of all the white casting on his shoulders.

“There you go.” You smiled as you got up from his body and plopped next to him on the towel.

“You worry too much about me.” He smiled as he pulled you in by your waist, starting to place soft kisses on your collarbone and shoulders.

“Hm.” You hummed, “S’ because I care about you.”

Dick lifted his head from your neck and gave you a stupid grin.

“Yeah? You care about me?” He teased.

“Oh shut up.”

He chuckled as he sat back up, leaning over to grab the sunscreen bottle you had discarded earlier.

“Come on baby, turn around.” Dick said, already squeezing some of the cream onto his palms.

You did so, leaning to lay on your stomach as Dick began rubbing the sunscreen onto your soft skin, just like you did to his before.

His hands gently massaged your lower back, then to the middle of your spine where his idle fingers brushed against the string of your bikini, all the way up to your shoulders. His soft touch relaxing the tension in your body.

The feeling felt euphoric, your lover’s touch against your skin, the salty ocean scent filling your senses, and the warm coastal breeze blowing on your face.

You closed your eyes as you enjoyed the moment.

Shorty after, Dicks hands left your body and you felt him getting up, although, half asleep.

You felt yourself drifting off before-

Dick brought you up in the air, sliding one hand under your arms and the other under your knees to pull your body to his chest.

You yelped at the sudden action.

“What the hell?! I was about to fall asleep!”

“Aw come on, you can sleep later.” The dark haired man said, placing a quick kiss along your jaw.

Dick then ran over to the water, carrying you effortlessly. His feet clumsily sliding through the ocean, spraying your legs with water droplets before dunking you both into the water.

The salty sea water washed over you, refreshing your skin from being in the hot sun for almost 2 hours. Dick held you like he was never letting you, grounding you on his lap in the water, while his laugh synced with yours.

“Hey!” Someone called out from the beach.

You both turned to look at the red haired man standing by your beach towels.

“I leave for 10 minutes and you guys are already in the water without me?” Wally groaned, holding the drinks you begged him to buy for you earlier.

“Sorry Walls!” You called out.

Dick laughed as he wrapped his arms tighter around your waist, completely getting lost in your touch as he began kissing at the side of your neck.

“Oh get a room!” Wally yelled from his place on the towel, already stealing some of the ice cold beverage that was meant for you.

“Hey!” You waved your arms, “That’s my drink!”

“That’s my best friend!” He shot back.

Deciding to give up on your bickering, you huffed and rested completely into Dick’s hold, laying your head back onto his shoulder as he continued his affection. The waves softly against your bodies.

“Dick cmon stop feeling me up and let’s go back to Wally. He’s alread annoyed enough.”

All he did was hum against you, not moving an inch from where he has been this whole time, showing no indication of letting you go.

Yeah, you’re going to have to ask Wally to bring you another drink.

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a/n: save me swimsuit nightwing save me

(also on a serious note I hope everyone’s doing well because of the heat😓it’s acc insane)

⸝⸝ ⋆ Pairing. Damian Wayne x fem!reader

summary: an unexpected guest finds you during your shower..?

warnings: fluff, est. relationship, they’re both sappy af, arachnophobia (?), use of pet names (hayati, habibti, beloved), v short

A thud. A scream. A bang.

Is what Damian Wayne heard coming from the bathroom which you were occupying.

His heart jumped, as did he off of the couch as he ran over to the bathroom door. He quickly turned the handle, wasting no time before barging into the steamy bathroom.

He saw you, eyes wide, skin still damp from the shower as you shakily held onto the towel around your body.

“Hayati, what happened?” He said, hurrying over to you and wrapping his arms around your shoulders, trying to calm your clearly stressed form.

“Damian!” Your arms flew around him. No, not in a hug, but in an attempt to run behind him and hide.

He caught your wrist before you could head to the door.

“What are you doing?” His eyes were filled with confusion, even more so concern.

“Dami! There’s a spider in the shower!” You said with a twinge of mortification in your voice.

Damian stared at you for a moment before letting you go, his expression deadpanned.

“A…spider, habibti?”

You groaned, “Yes! A spider! Oh- don’t look at me like that, I’m not crazy!”

He couldn’t help it as a grin tugged up on his lips. “Now when did I say that, hayati? Come on, I’ll get it for you.” Damian turned around, making his way over to the shower as he pulled the glass door open.

You huffed and crossed your arms as he examined the marble tiles for any chance of an arachnid. That’s when he saw the small 8-legged creature hovering right above the shower head.

He stared at it. It stared back at him. It’s many eyes blinking at the tall specimen in front of him. Damian sighed as he reached his hands out, clasping the spider into his hands.

You watched as he turned back from the shower, eyes wandering up to yours while his palms guarded the bug. They were dangerously close to each other, threatening the spider with a fate he couldn’t possibly escape.

You stared at his palms with your eyes wide open, tracing every little twitch in his fingers. Like if you looked away even for a second it would find a way onto your skin.

“Shall I throw it away?” He tilted his head lightly.

Your eyes flew to his face as you shook your head repeatedly. “No. Don’t kill it.”

Damian raised an eyebrow, yet he knew what he had to do. He carefullly walked past you and out of the bathroom before arriving at the tall window that lead to your balcony.

The window was skilfully opened by his elbow as Damian stepped out into the cold air. His bare feet met the chilling tiles and a shiver ran up his spine.

He crouched down in front of one of the plants, placing the small arachnid on a rustling leaf.

You watched the whole scene unravel from inside of the apartment, an awestruck expression forming on your face. Damian walked back into the warm apartment when he noticed you.

“What is it belov-“ He didn’t get to finish his sentences as you enveloped him in a long hug, burying your face in the crook of his neck.

“You’re so sweet, Dami.” you sapped into his collarbone. “Love you.”

He chuckled, “All of this just because I got rid of a spider?”

You didn’t answer, just sighed further into his skin.

Damian smiled, “Love you too.” His fingers crept behind your neck, swiping a line of bubbles your body wash had left over.

“But you should get back into the shower.” He whispered and you nodded, letting him go almost hesitantly.

Damian looked around the now empty living room as he heard the shower turn back on. His eyes trailed over the wet droplets you had left on the floor from all the scurrying you did while you were still dripping wet.

He just sighed and trotted over to the kitchen to grab a mop.

a/n: idk I feel like Damian can be such a loverboy when he gets close enough to someone😙

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