#KITTY BRINGS TROUBLE

TIM DRAKE X CATBOY!READER X CONNER KENT

Conner gets jealous of Tim, not knowing he will get the same treatment along.

“I’m boredddd.” You whined, dragging your words and lying on Tim’s bed while he was certainly looking through the security cameras of a heist at his work desk in his room.

“Then leave.” He says bluntly, ignoring how your piercing chic eyes were glancing at him.

You rolled your eyes, sitting up when suddenly Tim’s window had a knock on it.

Your body turned around seeing a certain superboy that held a frown and crossed arms over the ‘s’ of his hero suit.

Tim looked up from his computer, getting up and opening the window. He walks away, letting the kryptonite clone come in.

For a second behind his shades, he glanced at you and then at Tim.

“Why is he here?” Connor asks, pointing a finger at you while you cross your legs with a smirk.

“That’s what I ask every day,” Tim said, rubbing his eyes that held eye bags.

Tim stood in front of Connor who kept quiet and then you stood up. “I’m here because, Timmy boy,” you cupped Tim’s face from behind. Going on slight tiptoes, your nails slightly dug into Tim’s face. “Needs me for a criminal case.

The Robin’s face had dusted pink as he took your hand off his face.

“Stop it, y/n.”

“Awww but it’s fun!” You teased, giggling when you moved back from him.

Connor pressed his lips into a thin line, he watched how easy Tim’s heartbeat rose and settled around you. How he read Tim’s body language.

Tin didn’t even notice his shoulders slump when you cupped his face. Basically calming him with crescent moon dents on his cheeks.

“Yeah. Right.”

Connor didn't mean to have that tone, although he couldn’t hold back how he felt seeing the chemistry you had with Tim.

You’re some attractive guy that likes to do heists with the number one cat burglar. Basically her protege.

Tim glanced at Connor, seeing his face, and you. You knew.

You smirked, amused by this.

“Feeling left out?” You asked, leaving Tim’s side and going to Connor whose body tensed up when feeling your claw-like nails reach up to his face.

With one blink, he couldn’t see through his shade lenses. He glanced at you while you had them on, looking impressed.

“Whoa, these are so cool!” You said, walking back to the bed and sitting down. Tapping the shades with a smug look, “I’d say these are great for when I wanna tan.”

Tim just facepalms whilst Connor is flustered.

“Those are mine!” The superboy exclaimed, pointing to you who didn’t care.

“Too bad, it’s mine now.”

Connor was stunned, not cause you took his shades.

But because you’re basically as if two heroes weren’t capable of turning you in.

Without thinking, you stretched, not acknowledging your shirt rising. You groaned softly and twisted your body.

When opening your eyes, you glanced at the two boys who seemed to stare at you with hunger.

“What’s that look for?” You asked, sitting up.

Connor looked at Tim, and Tim looked at Connor.

“I’ll look at those cameras later.” The boy with the middle part said, turning off the computer.

“I agree,” Connor said lastly, taking his leather jacket off.

Guess you’ll be busy tonight.

DAMIAN WAYNE x CATBOY!READER

Protégé of Selena sneaks into the Wayne mansion, just for his very own jewel of picking. Only to get scolded.

a/n: I went for Damian!robin instead of dick

straddling on top of an angry Arabic teenager, y/n snickers behind his hand. “Why so angry?” He teased, poking at Damian’s nose. Damian didn’t even flinch from the booping before grabbing y/n’s wrist and twisted it slightly.

Immediately y/n yelped, smacking Damian’s arm. “Okay!! Okay!! I’ll get off!” Damian eased his grip, leaving the boy to sit up in his own bed. He watched his so called “enemy” wince and pout before sticking his tongue at him.

“What was that for?” Y/n asked, rubbing his wrist. He was now on the left of the teen’s bed.

“You didn’t call me back after you affirmed you would last night.”

Y/n gave him a, “I did?” Look before remembering and now look sheepish

“Oops?” The catboy shrugged, he then sat straight up as he noticed Damian’s expression.

Damian’s face hardened. “You. Promised.”

“Dami… I .. I just forgot okay? I went on a heist with Selina and got side tracked okay?” Y/n spoke softly as he tilts his head carefully. He couldn’t see how the green eyed boy was clenching his jaw. He was waiting to hear his beloved’s voice, he just wanted to feel close in that intimate way of being on call with someone he cared.

Damian stayed silent, which was even worse than now being scolded slash called out from before. Jeez he’s just like Bruce. “Alright, alright. How about I stay tonight?” Y/n proposed. He just hoped Damian could at least ease up on him.

After a beat of silence, Damian laid back down. “Fine. I’ll accept the offer. But no funny business.” He said sternly. Immediately y/n’s eyes widen before smirking.

“Of courseee.”

As soon as y/n’s eyes were closed, he was knocked out, snoring softly as Damian turned to face him. Damian’s eyes softened, his eyes tracing over the cat like boy who seemed to curl up with his hands close to his face.

Damian pressed a gentle kiss to the boy’s temple before sleeping peacefully. Enjoying the peace between them both.

D.WAYNE X CATBOY!READER

One thing about Damian, he doesn’t own. He possesses.

summary: Damian loves animals. Especially one hybrid that doesn’t seem to like him much. It doesn’t matter. He gets what he gets.

genre: small story/yandereish

Y/n sat on the edge of a rooftop. A leather jumpsuit was tight around his body, he hummed as his tail swished against the cool air.

He had a yellow goggle hanging below his neck. His ears flickered, he didn’t have to turn around to know who was behind him.

“Robin.” He says simply. Turning to face a brown-skinned male .

“Black cat.” The male said back.

“What brings you here to find me?” Y/n asked, his left leg lifted to perch itself on the edge.

“I want information.”

Humming, y/n finally stood up. His hair [texture] blew in the wind, along with his tail curling against his stomach.

“Is that how you ask politely?”

“I have no time for games.”

Y/n rolled his eyes, “Fine. What do you need?”

“I need information about the missing diamonds from the museum that happened two nights ago. I know you or Catwoman haven’t taken things in a while. But you are prime suspects if you don’t give me what I need to prove your innocence.” He paused before continuing, “Along with hers.”

Y/n stare quiet, he looked away to face the city he knew was too dangerous to live in. And then he looked at the boy who was something to live for in a dangerous place.

But he hasn’t forgiven him.

“I’m not giving you shit,” Y/n said lastly, immediately the boy backflipped. Twisting his body in the air before standing on his feet on another roof.

Robin looked over, a deep scowl on his face.

“Ciao, Robin,” Y/n said lastly before running off.

Damian didn't get it. He always got what he wanted, he knew why the boy didn’t like him. You saw Selina like a mother. But knowing how messed up the law is, Batman… or Bruce wouldn’t really believe you or her.

You’re thieves. You took his heart , you were something he’d always wanted.

Even before his brain processed it.

You smiled at him, kissing his cheek while his hand rubbed gently on your tail. Your purrs echoed in his head.

Damian shook his head.

That was in the past.

He’s not gonna follow his father’s footsteps.

But he wants to do badly.

He wants you.

He needs you.

Even if you want nothing to do with him.

He’ll get you.

D.GRAYSON x CATBOY/PROTEGE OF CATWOMAN!READER

When a certain cat burglar keeps stealing things that don’t belong to him.

Dick opened his apartment closet, humming the Batman anthem while he pushed each piece of clothing to the right.

He paused, realizing that one of his grey hoodies was missing.

“….what?” He said to himself, turning to look over to his dresser and going through it.

He pulls clothes out, eyebrows creasing with more anticipation.

“What are you looking for?” A voice called out.

Dick looked up, glancing at his roommate plus boyfriend who leaned across the doorframe.

Your arms were crossed against your chest, and you wore a simple black shirt and boxers that seemed to rise up to your thighs.

“My grey hoodie is missing.” He says, standing up and going over to you.

“Dick… you have like five similar grey hoodies along with your OWN merch of a Nightwing hoodie and a Batman one.” You pointed out, counting with your fingers.

The black-haired male pouts, wrapping his arms around you. “Cmon babe… but it’s my hoodie!” He exclaimed. His hands grazed over the curve of your spine.

Looking at him with chic eyes, you kissed his cheek before patting it. “Well too bad I’m not a hoodie detective.” You said, you slipped out of his hold easily.

Leaving the male to sigh and just grab the Batman hoodie.

The hoodies started to disappear more, and the more Dick was losing his mind. The more you were getting smug about taking hoodies.

You walked around, prancing the Nightwing hoodie Dick couldn’t find.

Dick seemed to be out on patrol tonight, the apartment seemed to be lonely. A little too lonely as you woke up with a sad stretch that showed your stomach.

You left the shared bed, pouting at the missing warmth of Dick’s presence in bed. Going over to the closest. You , oh you, your eye glazed over the simple suits, shirts, and sweaters.

There you found the jackpot.

“Bingo.” You said, smirking at the black hoodie with a small cute design.

As you put the snug hoodie on, a sudden ring hits your ears.

“I KNEW IT! YOU HOODIE THIEF, TAKE IT OFF!!” A voice yelled.

You jumped, eyes widening with your heart thumping before you turned to see a small blinking red light in the corner of the room that pointed to the closet.

“DICK?!” You screamed in shock. “WHAT THE HELL?!!”

“YES, IT’S ME! TAKE IT OFF!” Dick screamed from the camera audio. He’s probably somewhere private to scream at you while wearing his hero costume.

You pouted, “Uh, no. It’s cozy to be in this hoodie.” You rubbed the soft fabric of the hoodie across your chest.

The camera kept blinking that same red light before a voice called out to you.

“I’ll take it off you.” The voice was dark while you chuckled.

“I’d like to see.”

TIM DRAKE X CATBOY!READER

Tim loves his midnight cuddles with a certain guy.

synopsis: you, the protege of Catwoman, loves to cuddle Tim for warmth. Even on hot nights.

genre: small story || fluff

You rubbed your head, your claw-like nails clipped by Tim carefully making sure not to scratch yourself.

He had cut them recently since he saw smaller scratches on your scalp. So he took it into his own hands to clip your nails.

You wore a simple green shirt of Tim’s with some basketball shorts.

Tim appeared behind you, smiling with a boyish grin. He held a popcorn bowl, jumping over the couch and sitting by you. Tim had on a white shirt and grey sweatpants.

“Ready for some sci-fi movies?” The boy asks, looking over to the feline-like male.

Tim knew you weren’t really used to movies. I mean, you were technically running around with nothing, only knowing to steal and fight for your life before Selina took you in.

“Sure.” You spoke lowly, watching how Tim looked at you as if you were the most beautiful thing ever.

“Awesome!”

The night started nicely, you seemed interested in the movie and Tim always fed you popcorn. Sometimes you’d accidentally eat it out of his hand which led him to be flushed.

“You know you can just grab it right?” Tim asked, looking at you who just blinked at him slightly.

“Yeah.. but it’s better when my boyfriend feeds me though.”

Tim just gulped and ignored the flutter in his heart as you chewed on the popcorn.

Later in the night, the summer night didn’t get cooler as the movie started to get to a cooling point in the plot.

You started to snuggle up against Tim, Tim seemed to be bored now. He had read the reviews of the movie and thought it was good.

But it was just plain.

It was the most common cliche sci-fi movie ever.

The blue-eyed male heard a slight purr, turning his head, he saw that you were rubbing your head against his arm.

He instinctively lifted it, having you move closer and lay your head on his chest as the purring grows louder.

Louder but soft.

Before Tim could process anything, he was now cuddling you. Kissing your head while your body warms up.

He didn’t mind this, all he cared about was the moment.

#LIL MEOW MEOW!

DAD FIGURE!JASON TODD x CATBOY!TEEN READER

summary: your his lil meow meow that he likes to take care of.

genre: fluff || small story

Jason carefully entered the apartment he lived in, his green eyes glancing across the room. His hand was gripping the grocery bags he held.

He waited… he waited…

And there you are dropping from the ceiling onto his back.

“Gotcha!” You exclaimed, purring happily while Jason just patted your back.

He chuckled, a wide smile on his slightly scarred face as you giggle getting off his back.

Your black cat ears perked up seeing the bag of groceries as Jason laid the bags.

“What's that?” You asked, looking at the bag with pure curiosity. Your small sharp nails poke the brown bag.

Jason pushed your small body, “chill out lil meow meow. It’s just some snacks for your hungry butt.” he said.

“Oooh, did you get the honey buns?”

“Yes, I got the honey buns.”

“And the chocolate bars?”

Jason raised a brow while you flashed those kitten eyes of yours

“…kid do I look like the damn candy man to you?”

“Maybe?” You spoke, shrugging before sitting on the bar stool. “You practically signed your contract when saving me from those thugs.” You said, smug as your tail wrapped around your stomach.

“Yeah yeah, whatever kid,” Jason replied, seeing how you got off the barstool and jumped up.

“Anyways, cmon dude! I wanna watch that new transformer movie!!” You whined, grabbing the beefy male who stood while you leaned back with all your might.

Jason snickered, letting you drag him to the couch while he saw how excited you are.

Yeah, this is the life.

Later that night Jason walked into your room, seeing you slump against your pillow with your rockstar teddy bear.

Jason’s eyes soften as he takes your favorite heated blanket and covers your body fully. He heard your purrs, feeling warm enough to stay at the edge of your bed before leaving.

TTG!ROBIN X PROTEGE OF SELINA!READER

⋆🐾° SYNOPSIS: all you want to know is if you creep him out. Not knowing it’s something you else that makes him “scared” of you.

⋆🐾° INFO: reader is gender neutral that’s why there’s male and female reader tags. Robin is easy as a Sunday morning for reader simply.

⋆🐾° GENRE: oneshot

You stared at the boy who seemed a bit fidgety around you, not even bothering to look your way. You frowned as you leaned close to Robin, who scooted further from you on the couch. Now you’re glaring with your sharp, feline-like eyes.

“What’s up with you?? You only act this way when you're caught by the city police for stealing grandma's teeth,” you asked sternly as you approached. Robin had asked you to hang out with him, only for him to act like a statue. And the horror movie hasn’t even started.

“It’s nothing!” Robin exclaimed, getting up and going to catch up with you. You were already ready to leave through the tower’s elevator. Crossing your arms, your leather jacket felt tight on your skin as you looked displeased.

“Are you sure?” you asked one more time, already tired of this, as you were about to press the button to go down.

“YES! A million times yes!!” he shouted, sweat pooling on his forehead. He looked like a complete mess, causing you to stare at him with doubt before sighing and stepping out of the elevator with a sharp look.

“You'd better be fine by the second we cuddle.”

“CUDDLE?!?” Robin exclaimed, feeling like he was melting.

⋆🐾°

You were running across the city, wearing the suit Selina made for you. Your goggles had night vision, with yellow lenses showing your surroundings.

You crouched before jumping onto another roof, doing a tumble before landing on your feet. You smirked, standing up and taking off the goggles, placing them on your head as you flexed your gloves with retractable claws.

You smoothly clawed into a glass window and swooped down inside the building.

What were you doing? Robbing a bank, of course. Duh.

You did quick work, stealing some money and gold bricks. You swiftly left the way you came in, only to see Robin standing awkwardly in some superhero pose.

“…”, silence as Robin’s awkward stance was very noticeable.

“What the hell are you doing, cutie?” you questioned with crossed arms.

“Nothing. Just going to stop you.”

“You said nothing and then said you were going to stop me. Pick a choice, hun,” you teased with a purr in your voice.

Heat hit Robin’s face as he started to stutter at your tone of voice and your correction.

“WHATEVER, BLACK CAT, YOU’RE DOING DOWN!” Robin yelled, furrowing his eyebrows to hide how flushed he was. He whipped out his staff.

You pulled out your whip secured on your belt, extending it like a long arm toward the teenage boy. Pulling the staff out of his hands, Robin stood there in shock as you grabbed the staff with your whip, smirking and tilting your head teasingly.

“Sweetie, next time get a better grip on your weapon,” you said sultrily, getting close to him before giving him a small kiss. On the cheek, of course. If you had given him one on the lips, he would’ve malfunctioned.

You noticed how his eyes looked wide behind his mask. Staring intently into his eyes, you opened your mouth.

“And I got a question.”

“Yes?” Robin said quickly, whipped into action to hear what you had to say.

“Do I creep you out…?”

“No,” he responded, making a slow smile spread across your face.

“Good. Cause we have another date, and this time at my place, handsome.”

Yeah, Robin melted this time, hearts popping out of his head with a goofy smile.

03'ROBIN X SELINA’S PROTEGE!M!READER

🐈‍⬛PLOT: a simple swift black cat who caught the attention of a handsome Robin who can’t help but put his hands on the slick cat.

🐈‍⬛INFO: reader and Robin are the Batcat of jumpcity and of this story. That’s all I can say as of now since I wrote this at 10 pm on a Sunday night about to go to sleep for school…

🐈‍⬛GENRE: short story/drabble

WC: 402

You purred lowly at the fellow boy wonder who seemed to have his eyes locked onto your figure.

“Well hello, birdy. Whatever did I bring you to come and interrupt my looting?” you questioned.

A slick smile on your face as you donned a nice pearl necklace over your tight black suit. You had thrown on what is similar to your idol, which is Catwoman. Except more “manly” you presume.

“You know why I'm here, Catboy,” Robin says with gritted teeth. He hated how he wanted to kiss that smug grin off your face. He hated how cute your purrs were.

He hated how he found you attractive.

He hated how you were his enemy.

“Oh, really? Is it cause you missed the thrill of chasing me? Or just me instead.” You said bluntly. It wasn’t a lie that you also wanted to see him.

He’s cute and handsome.

You dropped down from the pile of money, landing on your feet like a cat as you walked to him deathly slow. Your eyes low as Robin help back a swallow of his saliva down his throat.

“Why so stiff Birdy? I ain’t gon' hurt you bad.” You said softly, wrapping your arms around his neck as you purred. Rubbing your face against his neck.

Just like a cat marking their territory.

Robin felt his face flush as his body controlled his mind. His arms wrap around your waist.

It felt… normal.

Oddly normal.

Like it was made to be placed there.

You glanced up with your chic eyes, smiling at how he was so hypnotized by your presence so easily.

“You’re so cute.” You whispered, cupping his face as his breath started to become labored.

He couldn’t say anything. Nothing.

It only made you crave him more.

You leaned close, closing your eyes as Robin started to follow your lead and close his eyes.

As your lips were close, you pushed Robin back.

Robin grunted and opened his eyes, eyes widened at you waving his belt that held all his stuff for emergencies and missions.

“Next time, Birdy. You can get your award if you don’t interfere with my looting, darlin'.” You said with a purr as you rushed off with adrenaline knowing that he would give chase for you.

And you were right when he screamed your name and chased after you.

Oh, how the bird always chases the kitty cat.