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❀ i write for whoever turns me on lowkey

❀ i do not proofread most of my works lol

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JASON TODD

❀ the cure (angst) ❀ love and death (angst) ❀ juneteenth insta story (fluff, crack) ❀ braiding your hair (fluff) ❀ jason is your canvas (fluff, some smut) ❀ vampiahh (i actually dunno)

DICK GRAYSON

❀ roommates (smut) ❀ tropical vacation, part 2, part 3 (fluff, suggestive) ❀ surprise (fluff)

DAMIAN WAYNE

❀ father’s day surprise (fluff) ❀ ugly dog (fluff)

BRUCE WAYNE

DEX POINDEXTER

❀ toxic relationship (idk either)

Jason Todd x Fem!Reader

SUMMARY you love him, but it wasn’t enough.

WORD COUNT 925

WARNINGS angst, hurt/no comfort, maybe ooc but yolo

A/N i also love writing angst, it’s so fun. this was inspired by some lyrics of the cure from olivia rodrigo’s new album ;)

Jason was never the same.

He wasn’t that same happy kid who was failed by everyone he’s ever known. Not the same kid who looked up to his big brother and hoped to be as cool as him one day. Not the same kid who kicked evils in the butt in a costume. Because that kid was dead.

Now was a man, or a hollow shell of one.

A man who had so much love that had turned into anger and hatred. A man who didn’t know who he was anymore. A man who looked in the mirror and didn’t recognize his own face. Not with the scars. Those were practically the only thing he saw.

He saw someone who died by the Joker’s hands. The same criminal that was running free. The same criminal he couldn’t bring himself to kill.

But then he met you.

You worked at the library he often visited because books were the only thing grounding him. For a while reading brought him the stability he needed in order not to lose his shit. And for a while you were as well.

Jason saw you and couldn’t look away. Not that he wanted to. He just couldn’t help but stop and admire how beautiful you looked while doing your job. The little things he noticed about you from across the room.

It killed him since he figured he was out of your league. So he settled for watching you from a safe distance. Just until he got the courage to talk to you. Or at the very least tell him off because he was being such a creep.

But to his surprise, you asked him out. You noticed his stare a million times. He wasn’t as discreet as he thought he was.

By the fourth date, you officially became girlfriend and boyfriend. Jason figured having your love would heal him. That he’d feel no more pain. No more suffering. No more losing his sanity.

Over a matter of months you were at his apartment more than your own. You didn’t mind, you loved being there with him. He made you food, cuddled and pretended like he didn’t want to even though he did, laugh at your terrible jokes, even reading his favorite book to you.

The year mark hit and you told Jason you loved him. He knew it for a while but hearing you say it out loud didn’t relieve him like he thought it would.

It only made the hole in his heart contort into something ugly. But he pushed that away. Because you loved him and that was all the mattered…right?

Nights were spent curled up in each other’s arms. You barely had to say anything because the silence made up for it. You thought that was a good thing.

While you were loving him out loud, he was internally spiraling.

If you loved him as much as you said you did, why is he feeling this way? Why isn’t your love curing his pain? Why is he still feeling pain? Why aren’t you helping? Why isn’t your love enough?

Everything went downhill after that.

You were on your way to his apartment, packing a bag because you planned to stay a few days when you got a text from Jason.

Don’t bother coming.

That confused you more than anything. You texted him back only for him to leave you on read. So you called him only for the phone to go straight to voicemail.

You texted and called him before going over to his apartment. You knocked on the door for what it felt like hours until he opened it, just a crack. He refused to let you in and that pulled at your heartstrings.

You asked him about the text. Jason looked at you long and raw before slowly closing the door. You panicked and immediately started knocking and calling out to him again.

He didn’t answer you.

Days passed and you decided to give him some space. Maybe that’s what he needed. You’ve been spending some time very close and it was time for some distance. You expected that.

What you didn’t expect was Jason showing up to your apartment two weeks later and arguing with you. You were so confused because he kept talking about a cure and your love for him.

“You were supposed to be the cure.”

“You were supposed to heal me!”

“Why’s your love not enough?!”

You questioned it but he refused to answer them. You begged and pleaded for him to tell you something, anything. You loved him more than anything and seeing him like that was crushing your heart.

“What are you talking about?!”

But he wouldn’t open up to you. You assumed didn’t trust you. But the truth was that he didn’t trust himself. Not when was damaged goods.

By the end of the argument you both were in tears. No longer a couple. No longer lovers. Just two people not really understanding each other.

You sank to the floor, crying your heart out. You didn’t understand, not entirely why the love of your life broke your heart.

The worst part was that you didn’t even care about your pain. You just wanted to know what was hurting him so much he questioned his love for you. And now you’ll never find that out.

Jason watched you, torn between wanting to console you and wanting to walk away. But he couldn’t make his feet move towards you so he left entirely.

He had now realized you’d never be the cure.

That there was no cure.

Dad!Damian Wayne x Mom!Reader

SUMMARY you and your kids plan a surprise breakfast for damian but you should have known you couldn’t sneak around an ex assassin

WORD COUNT 2.5k

WARNINGS pure fluff, damian being a softy for his family, reader and dami have three kids; leena (9), amir (6), elvira (6).

A/N i was supposed to post this on Father’s Day but better late than never amirite? if there are mistakes…no there isn’t…

You woke up with a plan.

Today was Father’s Day and you planned to make today special for your husband. You planned to wake up earlier than him (achieved), then wake up your kids to make a hearty breakfast with his favorite food.

You’ve had this planned for a while. After he surprised you with a trip to Jamaica for Mother’s Day, you decided to try and top his gift.

You tried so hard to figure out what the hell Damian wanted that he didn’t already have. You’ve known the man since you both were twelve. Now you were married with three kids and yet you still didn’t know what to get him.

Crazy right?

The only thing he expressed—which you were sure was a joke—was to have another baby. He wouldn’t be seeing another kid coming out of your body.

That’s exactly what you told him.

Though you were laughing at the same time so he probably thought you were joking as well.

Anyways, you searched for weeks until an opportunity fell right into your hands. You were driving your kids home from school when you spotted your old distant neighbor announcing that he was giving away his cows because he had no one to take care of them anymore.

You immediately stopped the car, barely giving your children time to react and hopped out the car. You spoke to the little old man and he told you the poor animals only had a matter of time before he had to kill them.

You couldn’t possibly let that happen. Not after what Damian told you about his batcow. So you offered to take the cows off his hands with a smile that practically covered your entire face.

You both made a deal and you’d get them all settled in the Father’s Day weekend. And luckily for you, Damian went to work on Saturday, just to keep track of things. That left you with ample time to get the cows and everything they would need so they could live comfortably on your land.

Damian came home from work way too tired to question your huge ass smile. He went right to sleep and stayed asleep on Sunday. He was always the early bird so him sleeping in this morning made your plan way easier.

As softly as you could, you slid out of his arms and out of bed. Your body shivered at the coolness of the hardwood floors under your warm feet.

You barely let that affect you as you went into the bathroom and quickly brushed your teeth. Then you tiptoed your way out of the room and towards Leena’s room.

You entered her room, closing the door behind you softly. Padding towards her bed you saw that she had the pillows over her head, sleeping soundly.

You picked the pillow off of her head and immediately her eyes opened. You cringed, she did that just like her damn father. It was so creepy and not only did you have to endure it from Damian, but your daughter as well.

“Lee baby,” you whispered, reaching to move a strand of hair from her face. “It’s time to make dad’s special breakfast.”

That immediately got her up. She grinned widely and sat up. She was also excited about this because she had made Damian a sword out of Lego pieces. He expressed to her about his love of swords and then the gift was born.

“Five minutes.” You hold up your hand. “Go brush your teeth, wash your face and grab your gift. Then meet me in the kitchen. And be quiet so daddy won’t hear you.”

Leena nodded her head, toothy grin still on as she slid off her bed and ran into her bathroom.

You snuck towards Amir’s room right after. Luckily for you, Amir and Elvira shared a bathroom so you didn’t have to make extra trips.

Amir was already sitting up in his bed when you walked into his room. Another one of your kids who got one of their father’s traits. He smiled as soon as he saw you.

“Mommy!” He flipped the sheets off of him and jumped off his bed, beelining towards you. You caught him and picked him up. Your smile matching his.

“Shhh honey,” you hushed. “You don’t want daddy hearing you. Remember this is his surprise.”

He copied the shushing motion with a nod of his head. “Daddy’s surprise. Sorry mommy.”

You laughed. “It’s okay baby. Now go ahead and brush your teeth and wash your face while I go wake your sister.”

He nodded and you let him down. “Wait here for mommy when you’re done, okay?”

You walked into the bathroom and into Elvira’s room. You had to send a prayer to the big guy above before you even reached her bed. Everyone in the family knew why.

All of your kids got something from Damian.

Leena got his smarts and strategy. Amir got his entire appearance, and little Elvira got his temper. Something you hated dealing with in the morning.

She liked to get a little scratchy and bitey when it was time to wake up. You absolutely hated it. You’ve lost count from how many times she’s bitten you or scratched you from waking her. Damian even got some scars from her.

Which was why you resorted to poking her with her softball bat. She groaned and rolled over. You poked her again and she grumbled something you honestly didn’t want to hear.

“Elvira.” You called out. She grumbled again, smacked her mattress twice then turned her body to face you. “Time to wake up sweetheart.”

“Mommy!” She whined, about to get loud but you shushed her before she had the chance. “Mommy it’s too early.”

You sighed and placed the bat down softly on the ground then headed over to her. “I know baby, but this is daddy’s big surprise. Leena and Amir are already waiting.”

Now that got her excited.

You were thankful she didn’t want to rip your head off from waking up so early.

Elvira jumped from her bed and headed into the bathroom without you even telling her what to do. That made your job a little easier.

When you and the twins met Leena in the kitchen, it was on. You worked on the pancakes and omelettes. Leena worked on the whipped cream and his coffee. Amir and Elvira played with the sprinkles, syrup and berries.

“Mommy look! I made Titus!” Amir shouted. You whipped around and placed a finger to your lips. “Oh sorry..”

You waved him off and looked at his Titus. It was really sprinkles on a plate that looked like nothing in particular. If you squinted and tilted your head, it sort of looked like a smiley face. But no dog that resembled Titus.

“It looks lovely, baby.” You kissed his head and turned back to the stove. You heard his giggle and your heart swelled.

After a while, you were now piling pancakes and omelettes on plates. You helped Amir and Elvira cut up fruits and put them around the pancakes.

Then Leena comes with the whipped cream and piled a huge amount on the pancakes and the fruits. Just how he liked it.

Damian pretended not to like sweets. Even though you’ve known him for a while, he still pretends. And you have to act like you don’t see him snacking on the sweetest candy you’ve ever seen and tasted before.

“Is daddy gonna like this?” Elvira asked when she saw you placing the plates on the tray.

“Of course he is, Vira. Dad likes everything.” Leena reassured her sister as she placed the cup of hot coffee on the tray. Just how he liked it.

After assembling the tray to make it look more aesthetically pleasing, you picked it up and walked towards your shared bedroom. Your kids following closely behind.

Your hip pushed the door open and to your surprise, your husband was sitting up in bed. Arms folded in front of him because he’s been waiting.

“Happy Father’s Day!” All three of your kids shouted before running and jumping on him. Damian smiled and caught all of them as they attempted to climb into his skin.

Your heart swelled with joy, so much it almost overwhelmed you. That sight right there could never get old. Your future with Damian Wayne could never get old. If your hands weren’t occupied, you’d snap a picture.

Damian pressed a kiss to each of their heads before his eyes landed back on you. Then his eyes dropped towards the tray of breakfast. “Beloved?”

You narrowed your eyes at him when you walked over. “You knew didn’t you?”

He reached out and circled his palm around your thigh. “What did you expect? We have three very rowdy children. Also, you are not as sneaky as you think you are.”

He pinched the back of your thigh, causing you to yelp. “I have some very strong words for you. But that’ll have to wait because the kids made you a very delicious breakfast.”

Damian watched you place the tray on his lap. The kids watched his face. “The kids huh?”

“Yes.” You blinked.

He chuckled then turned towards them. “It looks delicious, thank you.” He presses a kiss to Elvira’s temple.

“Come on try it dad! It’s really really good!” Leena squealed, bouncing on her knees. “I made the whipped cream by the way.”

Damian ate the entire thing. He couldn’t even hide his happiness if he wanted to. Not that he did. He was very happy. And very thankful that you were his wife and had three very thoughtful children.

After moving the tray onto the floor, Damian pulled you back onto the bed, holding you in his arms. Amir climbed onto you while the girls stayed nailed at his side.

“Dad! I have a gift for you!” Leena said excitedly before rolling off the bed and running out of the room.

Elvira looked at her with a frown. Then she turned towards Damian and you. “Gift? I was supposed to buy daddy a gift?”

You laughed and shook your head. “No baby, you didn’t have to buy daddy a gift.”

His chest rumbled with laughter. “Though it would be appreciated.”

“Damian.” You smacked his bare chest.

You barely had time to adjust your position when Leena came running back into the room and launching herself onto the bed.

With a large toothy grin, she handed Damian the brown box she didn’t bother to wrap.

Smiling so wide his face hurt, he grabbed the small box from her hands and stared at it. Just for a little. But Leena was impatient. “Dad, open it.”

You laughed at her whining. Then he opened the box and froze. Because inside was a sword made entirely of legos. It didn’t look the best but it was from his daughter, which meant it was perfect in his eyes.

He picked the toy sword out the box, holding it like it was glass. You watched his face and felt something in your chest tighten. He genuinely adored his children and sometimes it hurt you. In a happy way.

Leena looked at him expectantly. She picked at her fingernails. “Sooo? What do you think? Do you like it?”

“Honey…” he trailed off, finally tearing his eyes away from the gift. “This is the best present I have ever received. Thank you, Leena.”

She squealed and threw herself at him, hugging him tightly. He carefully put the sword back into the box before hugging her back, almost as tight as she was.

About after thirty minutes of all five of you on the bed, talking about silly things, you sent the kids to get dressed. Leena even volunteered to take the tray out of the room for you.

“We created some fantastic kids, didn’t we?” You snuggled more into his arms. Which were now wrapped around you entirely.

“You did, habibti.” He rubs his thumb in soft circles on your arm. “You did.”

“It takes two to tango.” You joked. He chuckled and planted a kiss at the crown of your head. “Also, there’s a part two of your surprise.”

“Beloved—“

“Mm-mm, don’t give me that.” You shook your head and reluctantly pulled away from him. You smacked his hands away when they reached for you again. “It’s waiting outside and for that I want you dressed.”

“I thought you liked me shirtless?”

“Don’t make me kill you on Father’s Day.” You pointed a finger at him. Without seeing his reaction you rolled off the bed and headed towards the closet.

“Surprise!”

“You brought me cows?” He saw the cows the night before. He was just too tired to question it. But he didn’t dare to say it out loud, he wanted you to surprise him. He wanted this surprise to be yours to tell.

“Your batcow really inspired me.” You said, reminiscing about his story he told you when you questioned the cow casually hanging on his front yard back when you both were ten.

“I see.” He nodded, a soft smile across his lips. Damian then pulled you close to him by the belt loop of your jeans. You melted into him and turned your head towards the field of cows and children.

Your children embraced the cows like family. Because they were family. Leena stood beside an all black cow with a white patch over its eye. She talked to it while simultaneously petting it. And it lets her because even animals know how kind spirited your children were.

Elvira ran in circles around a brown and white cow. Her laughter bubbling and carrying towards you and Damian. You smiled and tried not to burst into laughter as she smacked straight into one of them. She went tumbling into the ground still laughing.

Amir however laid down beside a black and white cow. The cow continued to eat the grass while Amir talked to it. Literally nothing important was being said by him. You were sure he was talking about the sky the way his eyes never left it.

“Curtesy of old man Warner. He sold his farm because he was getting old. He couldn’t find anyone to take care of them which meant they were days from being murdered.” You started, frowning at the thought of it.

He turned towards you. A new look in his eyes. More intense. More lovingly. If it was possible to buy the entire world for you, he’d do it in seconds.

You’ve seen it a hundred times before. And yet it never failed to make you squirm then blush under it. He was a man hopelessly in love with his wife.

“Have I ever told you that I love you?”

You grinned, teeth and all. “Only a million times. But…I wouldn’t mind another.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too.” You leaned your head on his shoulder just when he pulled you flush against his body.

You and Damian looked at the view ahead of you. This was the life you built together. Every struggle you both went through was worth it if it meant this was the result.

“Also,” you muttered but clear enough he heard you. “I invited your family.”

Jason Todd x Fem!Reader

SUMMARY: you die

WARNINGS: angst, hurt/no comfort

A/N: i listened to sun bleached flies while writing this…ugh i love that song real bad. this could have been a little more but i like pain

You died in Jason’s arms.

That was something he’ll never recover from.

Not when the woman who was supposed to love and care for him betrayed him and handed him to the joker. Not when he was ripped away from you and was tortured for what felt like eternity.

Not even when he came back from the dead. It changed him in the worst ways imaginable. But he’d get over that.

But when you, the one thing he prayed and begged to never lose, went limp in his arms. That’s when he knew he’d never come back. At least sane.

Jason loved you.

But not enough to save you.

You were at the wrong place at the wrong time. Innocently walking home from work when you were ambushed by a couple of thugs. You fought them off as best as you could, even managing to run away from them.

But the universe wasn’t on your side that night. You ran from one danger and in the hands of another.

Because the second you were free from those thugs, you were face to face with the one and only Joker. The same man who once took your lover away. The same man who broke him, made sure he was never the same.

The same man who spared you no mind as he struck you in the chest. Just because. He didn’t have anything against you, he didn’t even know who you were.

But he stabbed you. Once then twice for good measure. You felt it before you saw it, barely giving you a chance to defend yourself.

And to make matters worse, Jason was on patrol that night. You had just finished texting him that you were on your way home.

Something settled like rocks in his stomach. He knew something felt wrong. So he followed the route you always took when getting home from work.

Fear hit him smack in the chest when he noticed your purse on the ground. Your belongings were scattered across the pavement.

It took him seven minutes to find you. And when he did, what was left of his heart shattered into pieces beyond repair.

Because there you were, lying down on your back. Barely breathing, barely holding on.

Your chest burned with every breath. Each one getting shorter than the next. But you kept breathing. Or you tried to.

You tried so hard to hold on. Because you knew he’d find you. You just wished it wasn’t so late.

Jason dropped to his knees, he barely registered the pain. Not when you were half dead on the ground, grasping onto life. He cradled you in his arms, face crumbling at the sight.

He cupped your face and your body twitched ever so slightly. He barely caught it, though it kept breaking him.

He knew it was too late for you. He was too late for you. And now you had to pay the price for it.

Jason cried. He cried and begged, hoping that someone above would help him. Help you. Bring you back to him where you belonged.

“Don’t you dare die on me,” he looked into your dull eyes. Searching for an ounce of life. Even just a tiny bit. But nothing. “I can’t lose you.”

Your body sagged in his arms. You couldn’t hold on any longer. Your body was too weak. Too weak to even tell him that you loved him. Too weak to reach out to hold him. At least one last time.

“Please,” he sobbed into your neck. “Please bring her back to me.” He barely recognized his own voice. So whiny, so pathetic.

He’d never felt so helpless. And not even because he was beaten and untimely killed.

But because his worst fear came true.

Jason Todd x Black Fem!Reader

SUMMARY: Jason goes through Duke’s story and sees his girlfriend in a light he wasn’t used to

WARNINGS: nothing really ;)

A/N: just a little something for juneteeth ;). also the lioness does not concern herself with the remaining lyrics for dreams and nightmares

You were going to be there for an hour max.

That’s what you told Jason.

And right now, two hours later, Jason sat at the kitchen island stalking your location. You were still at the party Duke dragged you to, staying longer than intended.

He tried to call you, but you didn’t pick up. Not because you didn’t want to. But because your phone was long forgotten in your purse.

Jason sighed. He was worried, there was no doubt about that. But if you were in actual danger, you had Duke with you.

So you’d be fine.

But he had to be sure. That’s why he was sat at the island, sitting in front of one of the many plates your mom fixed for you both. Well, mostly for him.

He clicked on Duke’s story and his mouth practically hit the table.

There you were, his girlfriend, singing at the top of her lungs to a rap song in the smack center of the crowd. You barely registered Duke’s phone camera in your face as you did.

“Hold up wait a minute, ya’ll thought I was finished?!”

Duke was behind the camera, singing and hyping you up.

It was actually funny the way Jason barely recognized his own girlfriend. Yeah, you’ve been to parties before and you dance and sing. But this was entirely different.

You were quite literally the center of attention.

Your skin was sweaty yet your makeup stayed perfect. Your hair was frizzing from the humid bodies surrounding you. He caught the slight view of your shoes in Duke’s hand.

It flicked to the next story which was you getting lifted onto a table. Jason was thankful their hands were under your arms rather than on your waist.

Not that you would have let anyone touch you there.

Another girl was lifted onto the table as well and immediately you two started dancing and singing together. If Jason wasn’t your boyfriend, he would have thought the girl was your best friend.

The next story was you and the girl tangled up with each other. You were practically grinding on her and he couldn’t help but wish he was that girl.

The next one you and the girl switched places. She was now grinding on you and you had no choice but to catch what she was throwing on you.

“Jason ain’t gonna like this one.” Duke teased then laughed from behind the camera.

He couldn’t help but agree on that.

Not because you were dancing on the woman.

But because he wanted his caring, loving girlfriend to grind on him.

The last story was you jumping off the table with a wide smile. “Does Jason still follow you?!”

You shouted at Duke, who had barely heard you over the music. “I don’t know what you just said! But I heard Jason!”

“He’s probably watching this right now!” He shouted. “You know how mopey he gets when you’re not there!”

Jason scowled at the screen. How dare he call him mopey? It was a normal feeling for a boyfriend to miss his girlfriend.

“Awww I love him!” You shouted towards the camera, making a kissy face. “I love you Jay baby!”

“Yeah, we know.” Jason smiled knowing Duke rolled his eyes at that.

Dick Grayson x Fem!Reader

SUMMARY: after exchanging information with dick, you two spend the day together

WARNINGS: fluff, dick being down bad for local girl, you finally kiss, no smut (sorry :/)

previous part last part

You weren’t expecting him to actually show up.

For some reason, you got into your own head and convinced yourself Dick was only flirting with you just because. Not because he was actually interested.

And those thoughts were squashed instantly when you opened the door to your home and was met with his familiar presence.

Dick looked you over and grinned wider.

It was then you saw the singular hibiscus flower in his hand. He held the flower up. “Pretty flower for a very pretty girl.”

You barely contained your blush when he raised the flower and tucked it into your hair. Right behind your ear. “Thank you, Dick.”

After locking up your door, you and Dick started walking the crowded streets of the island. The sun beamed down on you both, making your skin glow under the sunlight.

Dick kept looking between you and the road ahead of you two. The island was beautiful, but he deemed you much more stunning.

You shoved your hands in the pockets of your shorts when you finally decided to speak. “So, how long you here for?”

Dick smiled. “A week. So get used to seeing me pretty girl.”

“Is flirting like your only language or something?” You really didn’t have a problem, but his flirting was making you hotter than the sun was.

“Do you hate it?” He asked, rounding a guy who was standing in his path, getting closer to your side. He continued to walk nearly touching shoulders with you.

“No,” you said embarrassingly quick. Laughing you shook your head. “I don’t hate it at all.”

You two met for approximately thirty minutes and we’re now completely

“So tell me about the island.” He changed the subject with a smug smile, knowing he can get you flustered with little to no effort.

You looked at him with raised brows. “I’m sure whoever you’re on vacation with booked a tour.” That was a staple on the island. No family of tourists completed their vacation without a tour.

“Probably,” he shrugged, smirking. “But I’d much rather have one from you.”

“Mm.” You hummed, smirk matching his. “Alright then. Let’s go, pretty boy.”

And with that, you grabbed his hand and led him towards one of the many beaches on the island.

The smile on his face could not have gotten bigger. Dick was practically grinning from ear to ear from you touching him.

You two found yourselves on one of the most populated beaches. Your hand was still in his, not that he wanted to remove it. He could stay like this for eternity.

“This beach has a long history,” you started, looking ahead at the ocean waves. “My great great grandfather founded this place actually. They tried to take the credit away from him but he was too stubborn to let that happen.”

“What did he do?” He asked, genuinely curious.

Your eyes practically lit up when you looked at him. So Dick knew he was asking the right questions.

“He fought tooth and nail to be recognized as the founder of this beach. It took over twenty years for my great-great grandfather to get the recognition he deserved.” You told him, reminiscing on the times your grandmother told you stories about her father’s father.

“He seems like an inspiring man.” He looked at you, smiling softly.

“He was. Everyone talks about him so much it feels like I actually knew him.” You laughed softly, biting your lip.

“So that makes you like a nepo baby?”

You scoffed. “Don’t wish that on me. I have enough to worry about.”

He laughed, teeth and all. You didn’t even have to try to make him laugh. You just did. And you had no idea how much he loved that.

You being yourself.

Your eyes lit up again with another idea.

“I wanna show you something.”

Dick wasted no time to respond. “Lead the way, pretty girl.”

He would follow you off a cliff if you led him. Not that you would, but he definitely would. A small part of him felt pathetic he was acting so wimpy over you. But the bigger part shut that down immediately.

This was a new feeling, god forbid he wanted to try it out. And so far, it was working in his favor.

With your hand in his, you led the way. “Every time I wanted to get away from any and everyone, I came here. It’s like my safe haven.”

“Aw, we just met and you’re taking me to your favorite place?”

You turned back to face him for a moment. “Don’t make me regret this, Grayson. I will turn back around.”

He held his free hand up in mock surrender.

You turned back around and continued to walk ahead. “I have to warn you though, it’s a bit far. Not many people know about this place because no one wants to walk this far.”

“That’s okay,” he assured, grinning. “I happen to like talking to you.”

Laughing, you dragged him so instead of walking ahead of him, you were now walking side by side.

After a minute of silence he couldn’t take, you spoke up. “So, why is your family on vacation?”

“Why is any family on vacation?”

You balled your lips and elbowed his arm. “Don’t get smart, you know what I mean.”

He rubbed at the wounded spot with a chuckle. “My family works a lot. It was my dad who wanted to take a vacation, only to brood the entire time.”

You nodded your head, smirking. “Like your brother Jason?”

He hummed in agreement. “Much like. Only difference is that Jason loves to complain. But I know he’ll come around soon. He always does.”

You noticed him still rubbing the spot you elbowed him and placed your hand on his bicep. That caused his brain to momentarily short circuit.

“Sorry about hitting you so hard. I barely know my own strength.” You joked, flexing one arm.

He licked his lips, looking down at your face. God, he wanted to kiss you so bad.

The way your eyes sparkled when talking about something you loved. The way your lips were always in a smile. Even the way the hibiscus sat in your hair fascinated him.

He never felt this strong about someone this quick. Usually his relationships took a few moments to form but not with you. How could it not?

You were stunning, funny, and knowledgeable. That’s his type through and through. You were his type. And he wanted you to know that.

“Dick?” You called out, finally getting his attention after noticing him just staring at you for a moment.

You pretended not to notice that his gaze heated your skin. For your sake.

“Hm?”

“I asked you a question.”

“Which was…?” He looked at you confused.

“What do you do back your home? Do you have any hobbies or interests or literally anything besides staring at me.” You nudge him, thigh he didn’t budge.

Stupid hot guy with impressive muscles.

He scratched the nape of his neck, deciding how to answer your question. He couldn’t exactly tell you about his adventures as vigilante Nightwing.

So he settled on something more normal. “I’m a retired acrobat. I actually come from a family of them.”

Your eyes went wide at the fact. “You? You’re an acrobat? Why didn’t you tell me this back on the beach? Where you could have done a flip or something!”

“It didn’t come up then.” He teased, bringing his face close to yours. With a shameless laugh, you mushed his face away.

“Okay then,” your laughter settled. “When we get to my spot, you better do a flip for me.”

“For you? I’d do anything.”

You looked him up and down. “Yeah, I’m holding you to that pretty boy.”

He was about to comment about that pretty boy nickname but you talked before he could. “Now tell me more about your acrobat past. I need to match the skill to the body.”

The rest of the way to your favorite place, you two talked about everything under the sun. From family to silly little things about yourselves.

When you got there, Dick was confused as to why he saw nothing but leaves. He frowned and looked at you. He didn’t want to judge but it was hard not to when you just stared at the leaves with a smile.

He went to open his mouth to ask when you pushed a few leaves out the way and walked further into them.

Confused, he followed you, swatting a few leaves out of his way. He was careful not to lose you in the midst of the small looking jungle.

Then when you two finally got through it, he couldn’t help but allow his jaw to hit the floor.

Your favorite place was a waterfall.

It wasn’t huge, but it definitely wasn’t small.

The place was a breathtaking sight. Vibrant flowers in every corner you saw, accompanied by twice as many leaves.

And there sat in the middle was a waterfall. The water caught the sunlight in ways that had you both enchanted. Even you, who’ve seen this place thousands of times.

But Mother Nature always had a way of taking your breath away.

“Isn’t she a beauty?” You asked after a while of just staring at the masterpiece. You looked over at Dick, who was still captured in its beauty.

He only snapped out of it when you touched his bicep again. Every time you touched him, there was a shock. You felt it too, your poker face was better than his though.

“How did you even find a place like this?”

“It’s easy when you’re upset at your parents and keep walking just to prove a point.” You shrugged, moving to take your shirt off.

Dick didn’t mean to watch you, but he couldn’t look away. He watched as you stripped off your shorts and shirt, showing off your matching bikini.

You placed your hands on your hips and glanced at him. “Stop staring and strip pretty boy, we’re going swimming.”

He wasted no time to strip himself of his half buttoned shirt and his flip flops. He had already had on the swim trunks so he didn’t have you waiting for long.

You handed one your hand towards him. He went to put his hand in yours but you shook your head. “Your phone, so it’s not destroyed.”

“Oh,” he chuckled, fishing his phone from his pocket and handed it to you. Your fingers brushed and again your skin grew hot. Crazy how he got your skin hotter than the actual sun did.

You buried your phones under the pile of clothes and turned back towards him.

A devilish smirk played on your lips when your eyes landed on him. Safe to say not only did that look scare him, it turned him on.

“What’s that look for?” Dick was two seconds from grabbing you and kissing you. So he kept his arms glued to his side.

You stepped closer with a tilt of your head. “I recall you saying you’d do a flip for me.”

He chuckled and licked his lips. He loved how you were getting closer to him. “And I said I’d do anything.”

You motioned to the awaiting waterfall.

The drop wasn’t that high. You jumped plenty of times without getting hurt. So you knew a retired acrobat would have no issue jumping.

Dick walked towards the edge, making sure his shoulder brushed against yours. He looked down and realized it wasn’t that bad.

He turned towards you. One proposition on his mind. “If I do a flip off this, I get a kiss from you. No cheek kiss ‘cause that’s lame.”

You laughed, biting your lip. The poor boy was hung over for a kiss and who were you to deny him? So you nodded your head. “Okay, if you do a flip, I’ll give you a kiss.”

“No cheek kiss?”

“No cheek kiss.” You clarified with another nod.

A few moments later, Dick was setting himself up to flip down into the water. You watched him with stars in your eyes, having been needing to see this.

You couldn’t do a flip, so your jumps were lame.

Catching you off guard, Dick flipped off the edge. He couldn’t even do a regular backflip off the damn edge. No, he had to show off to you with a twist and hope that the more impressive the trick was, the bigger kiss you’d give him.

You watched over the edge just as he resurfaced in the water below. Both your smiled were too big to miss.

“Come on, pretty girl! Get down here with me!” He yelled from the water.

Making haste, you gave yourself a running start and jumped into the water as well.

When you resurfaced, he immediately grabbed you by the waist, barely giving you enough time to wipe the water from your eyes.

Your wet bodies pressed together shot a jolt through your body. It happened all to quick you barely had time to put your poker face on.

And Dick noticed immediately. “You felt that too? Please tell me you felt that too.”

You nodded slowly, a small smile on your lips. “It’s kind of hard not to when it’s been happening all day.”

Dick could damn near replace Santa Claus with the amount of jolliness that ran through his entire body.

“You could have fooled me.” He huffed, leaning closer.

“I could have.” You stayed put, having a trick up your sleeve.

He finally leaned in, ready to have your lips on his. It’s when his almost touched yours, you splashed water in his face.

Which caught him so off guard, you managed to leave his grip and attempt to run away in water.

You didn’t get very far. Two large hands find your waist again and pulled you against his hard body. You squealed when he fell back, submerging you both in the water.

“Dick!” Laughing, you shoved at his shoulder after resurfacing. You wiped the excess water from your face, getting a clear view of his beautiful face.

You heard his booming laugh not too far away from you. “So you get your jollies from almost drowning very beautiful girls?”

“Please,” he’s still laughing. “If you were drowning, I’d save you so fast you wouldn’t see it coming.”

“Charming.” You folded your arms over your chest.

He swam closer to you, not touching you yet. But his body was close enough you felt the heat of his with yours.

“I can be.” He muttered, towering over you once again. Even in the water. “Now…I believe you owe me a kiss.”

“Not a cheek kiss?”

“Not a cheek kiss.” He shook his head.

You instantly wrapped your arms around his neck, finally pressing your lips to his.

He immediately grabbed your hips and pulled your body impossibly closer to his. Your bodies almost melting together. That’s what he was hoping for anyways.

Your lips moved in sync with his, you were so engrossed with the kiss that you didn’t realize he hiked you up and wrapped your legs around his torso.

You moaned into his mouth when his tongue pushed past your lips. He swore he could have came in his pants from that sound alone.

The rest of the world started to fade, it felt like only you and Dick were here. Breathing in each other, the constant need to fuse into each other.

That’s all that mattered.

When air got harder to breathe, you two pulled away, breathing heavy. And simultaneously, you two broke into smiles.

“That was the best kiss I’ve ever had.” He breathed into your neck, smelling your heavenly scent over the water.

“Don’t lie to me.” You have him a look, playing with the hair on the nape of his neck.

“Do I look like I’m capable of lying?” Dick muttered into your neck. Of course he was but you didn’t need to know that.

You laughed, pulling him closer. “You’re something else, Dick Grayson.”

“What does that mean?” He asked, finally pulling away from your neck.

“It can mean whatever you want it to mean.” You threw his own words back at him, then laughed like a crazy woman.

He smiled, splashing you with water.

“Dick!” You shrieked.

“What’s wrong?” He looked over you to make sure he didn’t hurt you or something.

“I lost my flower!”

Dick Grayson x Fem!Reader

Summary: the batfam (reluctantly) goes on vacation and dick stumbles across a fruit stand with a cute girl behind it

Warnings: whole lotta fluff, maybe some typos, probably ooc but we ball anyways

A/N: didn’t know how to end this and i wasn’t sure if i wanted to keep this going….but here we are

next part

Dick didn’t hate this vacation.

He outwardly admitted he needed some time to relax after brutal nights of fighting off thugs, robbers, and all things bad.

It was Bruce, Damian, and Jason who complained the entire time. Well, the loudest being Jason. Unlike Dick, he didn’t admit it out loud but he needed this as well.

They all did.

Which was why the batfam found themselves at a tropical island. Needing to relax their tense muscles.

Bruce booked the entire master suite of the hotel to themselves. The entire floor to be exact. They were a big family and needed the room.

No itinerary was necessary. They’d find a way to render themselves something to do.

Which also brought Dick, Jason, and Duke on the beach. Dick simply wanted to show off his surfing skills to the locals, and brought a brooding Jason along with him. Duke tagged along, knowing he’d venture off to the first thing that he found interesting.

The boys were walking along the empty streets of the island when Dick’s eyes landed on a stand with all kinds of hats.

“Of course.” Jason muttered under his breath when seeing Dick change course towards the hat stand.

“Does he know he looks like a tourist?”

“Do you know we are tourists?”

Duke gave a deadpanned expression. “You know what I meant.”

The two boys followed him and stopped behind him as he tried on every hat his head could fit. The man standing behind the stand, grinning at him like he’s won the lottery. Saying good things about every hat he tried on just so he could buy it.

“Does this one look better than the other one?” Dick turned around to his brothers. Wearing one sun hat and holding the other.

“They both look dumb.” Jason countered with a small smirk. He couldn’t help but find humor in this.

Dick shook off his words and turned towards Duke. “You’d tell me if one looks better than the other, right?”

Throwing him a bone, Duke nodded. “Of course. That one looks a little better.” He pointed to the one that looked worse.

It’s when Dick smiled and turned around, Jason let a laugh slip past his lips. Of course Duke picked the stupidest hat on Dick’s head.

“I’ll take this one—“ Dick was already pulling the money from the pocket of his swim shorts when a voice from the next stand stopped him.

“I wouldn’t.” You said, having been watching the entire encounter from your own stand.

Dick, Duke, and Jason all turned their heads to face you. You rested your fist under your chin, watching them all. “That hat screams ‘I’m a tourist, feel free to rob me’. So I wouldn’t.”

Dick took the hat off his head and Jason internally cursed you. Because how dare you take that entertainment away from him?

He inspected the hat and figured you were right. He almost fell right into that tourist trap.

And he was about to fall into another.

Yours.

With that, he was waving off Jason and Duke and striding towards your cart. You watched him with a smirk and a raised brow.

“You brought me out here, asshole.”

“Come on, we’ll find something else to do.” Duke was already pulling Jason away from you and Dick.

“Those your brothers?” You nodded your head towards the two walking away.

“Don’t worry about them,” he leaned on his elbows and stared you down. “I’d say we worry about us.”

“Us?” Your brows rose again. You couldn’t help but let a laugh slip through. “What does that mean?”

“It can mean whatever you want it to mean.” He gave you that panty dropping smile that matched with his pretty boy charm.

You looked him up and down with a grin. You knew he was trouble with that look. But why not entertain him for the time being? Why not entertain yourself?

Dick reached for your hand, his rough palm in yours caused you to jolt just a little. “I never got your name.”

“I never gave you my name.” You eyed him.

“Would you mind sharing it?” You didn’t stop when his mouth hovered over the back of your hand.

You told him your name and he kissed your hand. You could feel the grin on his lips. That brought a smile to your lips because a cute (criminally pretty) guy is taking interest in you.

“A pretty name for a pretty girl like you.” You felt your face get hot and your underwear get damp. He knew how his words affected you.

Like hello?!

You giggled despite yourself. Yes, you were felling for his trap. But this was summer, you were allowed to have some summer fun. And summer flings.

“I didn’t get your name.” You finally regained your composure.

“Dick Grayson.” He answered quite confidently.

“Yikes,” you winced, slowly pulling your hand from his. His grip instinctively tightened but loosened almost immediately. “School must have been tough.”

“You flirting with me?” His eyes narrowed at you playfully.

You laughed and shook your head. You had finally remembered that you were working. “Would you like to buy some fruit, Grayson?”

“That depends,” he rubbed at his chin, pretending to think. “Let’s say I do buy some fruit from you…would you be open to spending the day with me tomorrow?”

You also pretended to think, you couldn’t hide your amusement even if you wanted to. “That also depends…would you let me pick the fruit?”

He laughed, loudly. “I’d buy a leaf from you.”

You bit your lip. “Then I’d love to spend the day with you tomorrow.”

This was simply a hangout with a cute guy. No strings attached, none at all.

So why not?