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Love 

Tim Drake x Reader long Headcannons

Hey guys! Hope you’re all good. I haven’t posted for a while and I thought it would be nice to make a come back with a long head cannon about you and Tim’s relationship. Here you go! I will be posting more stuff soon!

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Contrary to belief, Tim is actually a very affectionate person

And he has different ways of showing it depending on who you are

With his siblings he always makes sure to ask them about their interests and to get frequent updates on their lives 

He doesn’t mind them talking his ear off, even though he pretends he does with them by groaning and rolling his eyes 

Might get them a gift here and there

For example whenever he sees a book Jason may be interested in, he sneaks it into his apartment later that night with a note that says ‘hopefully this will make you leave me alone for a while’ 

He’s just kidding of course

With his friends he does pretty much the same thing, but he makes sure to add in a lot of reassuring hugs with them

Now with you his lover, he’s the softest he has ever been. 

He didn’t even think it was possible for him to be down this bad, I mean he’s been in other relationships but NOTHING will ever compare to the love he feels for you

He finds himself being vulnerable without even wanting to because you just have this effect on him where he instantly melts and feels safe in your presence

He has many love languages, but his main three are definitely physical touch, quality time and acts of service

He wants to be near you all the time

You radiate warmth and beauty and he finds himself being pulled towards you, that’s how you met in the first place 

He loves hugging you 

The feeling of your arms wrapped around him as he clings to you brings him immense happiness 

A hug from you can heal anything and everything 

He has a habit of crossing your body parts when you sit next to each other, with or without people around 

What I mean by this is that you’d be sitting next to him in a booth at a restaurant and Tim would make sure to cross your forearms together on the table where your hand is resting and hold your hand 

He drapes one of your legs over his when you’re sitting next to each other on a couch 

Neck kisses. 

He loves the way you squirm when he kisses you there and the beautiful smile that spreads across your gorgeous lips

He loves when you kiss him on random places of his body, such as his back when he’s facing away from you or his arm when it’s positioned above your head

He loves when you drag the tips of your nails across his arm or his back, he falls asleep to that all the time, especially on the hard nights 

He loves giving you massages, anywhere at anytime 

Whenever you guys go on walks he likes to link your pinkies together because he thinks it’s so wholesome and gentle - you’re both very independent but still want to be close to each other even if it’s the slightest touch 

Always opens the car door for you. ALWAYS 

He actually gets upset if you don’t let him do it 

He will hold your bag for you DO NOT EVEN TRY TO FIGHT HIM ON THIS 

Loves that when you do your nails (if you get your nails done) you ask him what colour you should get 

Loves it even more when you listen to him and choose the colour he chose 

Your feet are sore after walking in heels the whole night? He will pick you up bridal style and carry you. No questions asked. 

At galas when he can see you’re getting hot, he’ll grab a fan that he stored in his suit jacket and wordlessly fan you 

He loves laying his head in your lap and when you stroke his hair

Loves when you give him kisses on the tip of his nose 

When you first bit him he was like ???? What are they doing ??? 

But he got used to it and understands that you get a cuteness overload that makes you bite those you love

If you’re also a vigilante he always wants to be your partner on missions and patrol 

Hates when you get hurt like he actually cries I’m not kidding 

Not in front of his siblings (unless you’re dying or the injury is very severe) but later when you get home after confirming you are in fact okay 

Once you got shot in the knee when he was all the way across town from you on patrol

He dropped everything he was going to see you and make sure you’re okay (bailed on a lead he’s been following for 6 months) 

When you told him you were okay he nodded but you knew he didn’t believe you

The truth is Tim heard your scream over the comms and how in pain you sounded - he also knew you were still in so much fucking pain because your body was tense and with every movement he could see you forcing yourself to not cry out in pain 

Hates to see you upset when he gets hurt and will spend the next few days, weeks if he has to, reassuring you that he is okay 

He worships you. 

In and out of the bedroom 

He takes his time with you, kissing up your legs, your stomach, your chest and then he captures your lips in the most desperate and passionate kiss that leaves you breathless and wanting more of him 

He loves the feeling of your body against his, skin-to-skin 

He always picks positions where he can feel your body against his

He also likes cuddling skin-to-skin 

He thinks you are the most beautiful and amazing human he has ever met and he feels so privileged and lucky to have you as his lover 

He loves being loved by you and he loves loving you 

You help him with a lot of things such as his anxiety, anger and his overcompensating 

Tim wasn’t ever really good at letting people love him, with his parents not being very affectionate and loving with him when he was younger 

He’s always been the one who loves and doesn’t get that love back 

But you, you changed that 

You let him know everyday that you love him and that you genuinely care about him and want to be with him 24/7

You’re his best friend and his soulmate and he will love you till his last breath and even beyond the grave

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Batboys S/O’s aesthetic: Dick Grayson

Here’S the final one! Enjoy!

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song: Back on 74 - Jungle

S/O’s aesthetic: Earth & Rockstar Girl

Couple pics + aesthetic:

Career: Singer

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Batboys S/O’s aesthetic: Duke Thomas

Here’s Dukey! Enjoy!

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song: So Into You - Tamia

S/O’s aesthetic: Classy Girl

Couple pics + aesthetic:

Career: Director

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Batboys S/O’S aesthetic: Jason Todd

Here’s Jason!

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song: Runaway - Kanye West

S/O’s aesthetic: Sporty Girl

Couple pics + aesthetic:

Career: Football Player

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Batboys S/O’s aesthetics: Tim Drake

hey y’all! I haven’t posted in forever. This is a little self-indulgent. This is centred around a black!fem reader that is famous. Hope y’all enjoy!

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Tim Drake

song: NICE - The Carters

S/O’s aesthetic: Cool Girl

Couple pics + aesthetic:

Career: Actress

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*Y/N trying to help Tim calm down as he’s having a mental breakdown*

Y/N: Whatever is bothering you, I really think you should just stay true to yourself and it will all figure itself out. 

Tim: 

Tim: Y/N? Please hear this in the best way possible. 

Y/N: yeah? 

Tim: you’re a very stupid person. 

Y/N: …

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Intervention

Dick: Tim, something important has come to our attention.

Jason: Yeah, and we really need to speak to you about it.

Tim: What are you guys even talking about ?

Y/N: This is an intervention. You, Timothy Jackson Drake, are addicted to solving cases. It’s unhealthy.

Tim: No I’m not.

Jason: Yes the fuck you are.

Damian: You are addicted to solving cases the same way Y/N is addicted to flavoured air.

Y/N: wait, what-

Duke: Exactly, that’s why this is so serious. We don’t want you ending up like Y/N.

Y/N: Ending up like- hold on a second-

Jason: Do you see how many friends they have? Zero. We are the only friends they have.

Y/N: That’s not true I have friends. Look, I think we’re going off topic here. Tim, you need-

Dick: Who?

Y/N: …what?

Tim: Who are your friends? Name them.

Y/N: Well…there’s-

Tim: Don’t say me.

Y/N: Shit.

Damian: You see what can happen to you if you allow your addictions to take over your life? It makes you weak.

Jason, nodding his head: Like Y/N.

Tim: Shit, yeah I need to stop. I can’t be like Y/N.

Y/N: Okay stop. Is this what you all think of me? That I’m an addict?

Batboys: *nod their heads yes*

Duke: And that you’re weak.

Y/N: Okay fuck all of you bitches, I hope you fall out of a window. *walks away*

Tim: Love you!

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I’m not your friend

Jason Todd x GN!Reader

A little cute story for Jason!

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Jason furrows his eyebrows at the sound of your hushed giggles as you enter the apartment. He messaged you that he’s coming over around a hour ago, and when he found the place empty he just decided to stay and wait up for you. He found it weird that you weren’t home at 2 o’clock in the morning, but he didn’t really worry because you could have gone over to a friend’s place.

He looks up from his spot on the couch to see you stumbling into the room, a dopey smile on your lips as you held onto the wall for balance. You shush yourself a few times but still giggling rather loud. Jason smiles at the sight.

“Y/N?” He calls out, and let’s out a laugh when you jump a little. “Oh hey Jayjay…” You say, a hand held to your chest. You bend down to take off your shoes, which appears to be a difficult task for you as you struggle to pull them off. You almost fall over but catch yourself at the last second. Standing up, you look at the man in front of you with the same goofy smile. “You look nice.”

He smiles at the compliment. “Thank you, are you drunk?”

You move closer to the couch, still stumbling a little bit. Once you reach it, you lean against the arm of the couch and stare into his eyes. The first thing Jason notices is how close you are to his face, and the fact that your eyes are bloodshot red and that you reek of weed.

“Maybe.” You grin at him, your hands coming up to touch his cheeks. Due to your lack of balance and having nothing to support you properly, you fall forward, causing Jason to grab you wrists to stop you. You let out more giggles and look down at your hands. “You care about me.”

You say it teasingly, but Jason ignores it to encourage you to take a seat. “Uh-huh, come and sit on the couch Boobie.”

You smile at the nickname, but listen nonetheless and allow him to pull you into the seat next to him. ‘Boobie’ is a nickname you and Jason came up with when you were kids. You’ve known him since Bruce first adopted him, and rekindled your friendship when he came back from the pit. People have always said you two were inseparable, stuck close together like to boobs in a bra (the words of Dick Grayson while he was drunk off of his ass). S you both now call each other ‘Boobie’ for that reason.

As soon as you sit down, you snuggle up close to him with your nose buried into his neck. You take a deep breath before they turn into soft ones. For a second Jason thinks you’re sleeping, but then you start humming a song. He side eyes you but goes to pick up the poetry book he was looking at without moving you too much.

As his eyes scan the pages, he feels you peek to see what he’s up to. A scoff leaves your lips before you sit up and move away from him to face him properly. You lick your lips before speaking.

“‘I wanted to tell him that I loved him, that my heart beats a little faster when he smiles at me. I wanted to tell him that whenever I’m away from him, the noise gets louder and that the knife feels deeper.’” Jason looks up at you with and lowers the book onto his lap. With his full attention, you continue. “‘But I can’t. Not when he looks at her like that, and how she looks back. Not when his hands feel cold in mine, but his face heats up at the sight of her. Not when I know the pain of rejection is one I wouldn’t be able to take. So I stay silent.’”

“Hm.” Jason stares at you, a curious expression on his handsome face.

“It’s one of my favourite poems.” You tell him, an almost painful smile on your lips. Your eyes move to another spot in the room, a distant look on your face as you let out a loud sigh.

The atmosphere in the room changes. Jason watches you closely, trying to understand exactly what you’re feeling and thinking in this very moment. He says nothing, and neither do you. You fall into a comfortable silence.

After a few minutes Jason stands up to get you a glass of water and some Chinese you have left over in your fridge from last night. As he warms it up in the microwave, he leans against the island in the middle of the kitchen to get a view of you on the couch. You have your head in your hands with both your eyes closed, probably trying to get yourself together.

He shakes his head at you but let’s out a little chuckle.

“Here you go Y/N,” Jason kicks your foot gently to get your attention when he returns to the living room. You lift your head a little too quickly and groan in pain. “Easy easy…”

“Thank you,” you whisper, your voice now a little raspy. You take the glass and the plate.

Jason responds before taking up his previous seat. There’s a little space between the two of you, not much, but enough for the both of you to move around.

You chew on your food, occasionally taking a sip of water, as Jason continues to read some poetry, but not without sneaking a few glances at you to make sure you’re eating. You finish eating in about 15 minutes and place your dishes on the coffee table in front of you.

“Hey Boobie?” You start.

“Mhmm?” He doesn’t look up from the words on the pages, but you know he’s listening.

You clear your throat. “Do you think it’s possible to love someone that much?”

He still doesn’t look up. “What do you mean?”

“Like in the poem. All that fairytale shit we hear about butterflies, and hearts beating faster, all that shit. Do you think it’s true?”

“Um…” he licks his lips and lifts his head to look ahead of him in thought. “I mean, I think it’s possible for someone to make you that happy. But that doesn’t necessarily mean that if you don’t feel those ‘butterflies’ that you’re not in love with the person. It’s different for people.”

“And the pain?”

“Of rejection?”

“Of love in general.”

He looks up at the ceiling now. “The people who love us the most, can hurt us the most. And the other way round.” He looks at you in the eyes now. “Whether it’s intentional or not, we hurt those around us. But the beauty of love? It’s being able to help each other heal those wounds they caused each other. To accept all the ugly and the beautiful, because that’s what love truly is. It can be painful, but it can also be beautiful.”

You’re stuck staring at him. You try to move your mouth to reply to his poetic words, to tell him you agree, but you can’t. It’s like your body is afraid to ruin the moment, afraid that if you move too much you’ll scare him off. One of Jason’s eyebrows lift as he stares back at your face. He can’t explain the look on your face, because it’s not emotionless, in fact it’s full of so much emotion.

“You have beautiful eyes.” It comes out without you even realising you’re saying it.

His eyes widen at the compliment. This compliment isn’t like the one you said earlier, or all the ones you’ve ever said to him, because this one is said with some much love that it surprises him.

“Thank you,” He clears his throat. “Your eyes are beautiful too.”

You smile at him and he swears he’s so fucking in love with you.

You both continued to talk, having conversations about anything and everything. The room was filled with laughs, whispers, yells and the occasional song from one of your phones. Throughout it all, you both keep on stealing long glances at each other. Unspoken words sit on the tips of your tongues, words you both wish you were more confident to say.

Somehow you got onto the topic of fears, and had migrated from the couch to your bed. Both of you lay on your backs, your heads to the ceiling.

Your heads are both on one pillow. You’re so close to each other that you can feel his body heat. It comforts you to have him so close. It makes you feel safe.

“What’s your biggest fear?” He whispers to you.

“My biggest one?” He hums. You turn your head to look at him, causing Jason to do the same. Your noses are practically touching. “Losing you.”

He turns his head into the pillow to let out a laugh. You smile at how cute he is. When he turns back, he has a little bit of red on his cheeks and a dopey smile on his lips.

“Losing me?” He questions.

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“Because I love you.”

He doesn’t move. The smile he held seconds ago disappears, leaving behind a blank expression. The longer you watch him though, you realise that he isn’t looking at you blankly, that his emotions are where you always find them: his eyes. For as long as you can remember, Jason has always been a hard cookie to crack, he’s been trained to hide his emotions by Batman and years of trauma. But one day, as you stared deep into his eyes, you realised that Jason’s eyes held all his emotions.

For something so beautiful, his eyes hold so much rage within them.

“You love me?” He finally asks, his voice just above a whisper.

“Of course I do, I tell you this all the time.” You smile at him, but you know what he’s really asking. You can feel it too.

You’ve said those 3 words dozens of times to him, but this time, it feels and sounds different. Like you mean it differently this time. Like you don’t mean it as just friends.

“No but…” His hand comes up to your cheek and hovers above it, as if he’s afraid to touch you. “Not like that.”

“Then like what?” You were beginning to sober up. You move your head so that his palm finally touches your cheek. He cups it gently, stroking the area below your eyes soothingly. “Like I have a crush on you?”

He chuckles at your childishness. “Do you have a crush on me?”

You grin. “Sometimes…”

“Sometimes?”

“Yeah, like when you won’t stop looking at me like that.” You playfully try to push his face away from yours. He laughs at your actions, his hands coming up to grab your wrists. He lays a kiss on one of your palms.

“Like what?”

“With your stupid pretty eyes and face that make me nervous and blush and shit,” He snorts, the loudest laugh you’ve ever heard leaving his mouth. His one hand moves to caress your cheek. “And when you do cute shit.”

“Cute shit?” “Like you are now.”

He leans his forehead against yours, his eyes closed and your hand held up to his chest in between the both of you. One of your hands move to stroke his hair soothingly. Jason moans softly at the feeling, his body moving slightly closer to yours. A yawn leaves your mouth, causing you to pause in your movements. Jason opens his eyes and watches you throw your head back as you let another yawn out.

When you look back at him, he has the softest smile on his beautiful pink lips. It makes him look more kissable. You wish you had the courage to just lean in closer and press your lips against his. Hell, you wish you had the courage to tell him you love him. Your right hand moves to stroke his bottom lip.

“You’re my best friend…” you start, and something flashes in Jason’s eyes. The smile falls from his lips. “Don’t say that.” He gives you a vulnerable look.

“And I love you. Just…not how I’m supposed to.”

He narrows his eyes at you. “What are you saying?”

You give him a sad smile. “Nothing. I just…wanted you to know that I love you.”

“I love you too.” His eyes drift to your lips before looking you straight in the eyes. “Not how I’m supposed to.”

Your smile grows wider, and you can’t stop yourself from leaning over and placing a loving kiss on the side of his mouth, so close to his lips. His eyes close at the sensation. You place another kiss on his forehead and allow him to snuggle under your chin and into your chest, his arms wrapping around your lower stomach and yours circling his shoulders while cradling his head.

It doesn’t take long for you to fall asleep, not only because you’re still kinda drunk but also because you have the man you’re in love with cradled in your arms.

Even though you know you’re probably going to be mortified when you wake up for saying all this shit to Jason, for now you allow the familiar scent of Jason to consume you as you drift off into slumberland.

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Prologue

Hi there! Here’s a little snippet of something I’ve been working on. The reader is referred to as ‘Princess’ and the pronouns she/her are used. There is some Jason Todd x reader, but I’m leaning a bit more towards Tim Drake x reader (sorry, I’m literally in love with him). Reader is not mentally stable and her trauma is spoken about a lot during this story. She’s working on it. Anyways, enjoy!

warnings: injury, blood, reader is close to dying, angst

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“Y/N?!” It’s fuzzy and seems so far away, but she can hear the frantic calls.

She can feel the tears falling from her eyes and running down the sides of her face, making her skin feel hot in its wake. The dark, polluted night sky of Gotham is all she can see, and for a second her heart aches at the fact that she’s going to die with this image being the last thing she sees.

Part of her always knew she was going to die this way. She, like many of her close ones, have dedicated their lives to protecting and fighting for those who are unable to do so themselves. To be the powerful among the powerless.

It’s something her mother taught her from a young age. She missed out on being a normal kid because she was thrown into training from the ripe age of 6. She sometimes gets a bitter taste in her mouth when she thinks of all of the times she bawled her eyes out as a kid who just wanted her mother, a family. Then she met Bruce Wayne, or rather Batman, who gave her exactly that. Sure, the man is a difficult person most of the time, but he cares. Even for those who aren’t his kids, such as Y/N. He’s the father she never had, and soon he’ll be the father she didn’t get to have for long. The best thing that came out of meeting the billionaire was becoming close to his kids too, specifically a certain boy who stole her heart no matter how far she pushed him away.

“Ghost?” The voice is closer now. A face with a black domino mask comes into view, and for a second she thinks she’s seeing things. But then the figure rips off his mask from his eyes and sharp blue eyes stare down at her worriedly. “Can you hear me?”

She opens her mouth to speak, but instead of words, a high pitched scream off pain comes tumbling out instead. Then all too suddenly she feels everything all at once.

“Fuck…” The man in front of her curses, moving one hand to hold the side of her face in a soothing manner, while the other reaches for the device in his ear. “Ghost is down. She needs to be taken to the cave immediately, and needs medical attention. Call Leslie.”

He’s trying to stay calm, but it’s so clear that he’s panicking as he holds the beaten body of his dying girlfriend. Louder screams fall from her lips and his whole demeanour breaks. He allows the tears to fall from his eyes as he places his forehead against hers, whispering soothing words to her.

“Copy that,” He hears typing on the other line. “Can she move?” Oracle asks.

He almost doesn’t register the question, his eyes now closed and whispers of reassurance for both of them falling from his lips. When she repeats the question more firm this time, he moves one hand to support Y/N’S head and the other to support her back, but as soon as he does the loudest scream he’s ever heard leaves her, causing him to immediately pull back.

“No.” He tells Oracle, before touching Y/N’s forehead and sweetly shushing his girlfriend. “Does her back appear to be broken?”

“I…” he stutters it out as more tears leave his eyes. His breathing becoming harsher and heavier but the second. “She’s bleeding, fuck, we need to help her right now. I can’t- Fuck. Oracle she’s in so much pain. I can’t do anything-“

“Tim.” He shuts up at the tone of her voice. “I know it’s hard but you need to breath. I need you to calm down, it will make getting her back to the cave much easier, okay?”

Tim nods his head, even though he knows she can’t see it. He strokes Y/N’s cheek and lays a gentle kiss on her forehead.

“Yeah, I think her back is broken.” He finally tells Oracle, his voice back to its usual serious tone.

He thinks he hears a sad sigh from Oracle’s line. “Noted.” Tim hears wheels scraping the ground somewhere in the distance not too far from their position. “Help is almost there. Hang in there Tim.”

“Copy that.” He sniffles before shutting off his comm.

Both his hands come up to hold the sides of Y/N’s head, lifting it up from the cold ground beneath her. His heart shatters at the sight of her in so much pain and on the very near brink of death. This isn’t how he wants to lose her. He never wants to lose her, but bleeding out on the dirty streets of Gotham is definitely a shitty way to die.

“Don’t worry baby,” He smiles down at her reassuringly. “I’ve got you.”

Y/N wishes she could tell him she knows, or even nod her fucking head, but the pain is just too much. She forces her screams to turn into whimpers and stares up into his beautiful eyes, ones that stare back at her with so much love and pain.

As the Bat-mobile gets closer she internally smiles at the fact that she won’t be dying with an ugly view after all, but rather the image of the most beautiful being she’s ever met. She would die with the image of Tim Drake.

But it’s not the end. Not even close.

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Batboys x Thor!Reader

I HAVE TO I HAVE TO I HAVE TO. I just rewatched Ragnarok and I have seen a few posts speaking about Thor!Reader x the Batboys and I just had to write this. Please can people start making more headcanons and stories about this! Anyways, this is gender neutral and race neutral. I have also included some Marcel characters as well so hehehee enjoy!

Dick Grayson

First off, Dick loves your humour and how you deal with tricky situations

Like he admires how you can make lighthearted jokes as a giant dragon is trying to eat you

Which brings us to how you met

You piss off a lot of people, and this time you had happened to piss off someone with a dragon that’s trained to hunt down people

You knew you had to get off the beasts radar, so you went to the one place everyone would least expect you to be: Gotham City

Unfortunately the dragon wasn’t as dumb as you thought and followed you there, which ended with a lot of damage to Gotham’s streets, an angry dragon trying to bite your head off and an even angrier Batman

Nightwing joined the fight and just as he thought he was going to die when the dragon went for him, your hammer went straight through the beast and saved him

”Dragons have never really liked me that much”

”What?”

”Which is weird since they’re meant to be like puppies. I’m good with puppies.”

”They’re meant to be like WHAT?!”

He instantly fell in love with you. He enjoys how fearless and determined you are, even if you get beat up by a large creature occasionally.

You care about those you love and would do anything for them, something both of you share.

He understands your complicated relationship with your adopted sibling the best out of everyone you know, since it’s kinda similar to the one he used to have with Jason.

He knows your strong asf, but it never stops him from worrying about you.

He would do absolutely anything and everything for you.

He’ll never admit it but whenever you go into space and you take him with you, he gets really nauseous. Space makes him feel sick.

A lot of your enemies like to use him against you, and visa versa. It usually ends with the criminal being in critical condition in hospital after you beat the shit out of them. (Yes you beat up your own kidnappers)

Jason Todd

You were in a library cursing at the book in your hand as Jason walked past you.

He found it amusing how you were trying to be quiet as the librarian had shushed you a couple of times already, but what really prompted hi, to approach you was the fact that the book you were cursing at was a Greek mythology one.

He’s never seen anyone that worked up over a book about the Gods before.

The answer he received from you was one he was not expecting

”This goddamn book has so many inaccuracies! Thor is not the God/Goddess of Lighting, it’s Thunder you fucking idiots! They always get me confused with Zeus…”

”…What?”

When you saw his confusion, you held your hand out to greet him.

“Thor, child of Odin. And you are?”

”Uh, Jason…son of Bruce?”

He met you as Red Hood a few weeks later when Bizarro had a run in with a large green good friend of yours

“Ah! Jason! Son of Bruce.”

”I have no idea who that is.” He lied, but you could see straight through him.

You were actually able to recognize him due to some of his left arm getting exposed from having his suit torn somehow during the fight. He had a scar there that you had noticed during your first meeting. It was shaped similarly to a lightning bolt, which caught your interest.

You grew close and you both became very protective of the other

You always defend him against his family members, especially Bruce (who won’t admit it but sometimes he finds you scary)

You get along with the Outlaws very well too. You sometimes even join them on missions.

You love it when he teaches you something about plays, poetry and novels. You think it’s really cute that such a dangerous man can be so cute and romantic.

He’s definitely helped you save the world a couple of times.

Tim Drake

He met you during his Robin days

You were a friend of Kon’s, and he called in a favour when his team was failing miserably on a mission.

They were being attacked by some angry aliens who happened to be using some of their tech to mind control parts of the planet

Bart had gotten one of his legs broken pretty badly so he was out for a while, Cassie was knocked out, and Tim and Kon were barley winning their fights.

Suddenly some thunder sounded in the sky and everyone was blinded by a bright light (your thunder bolts hehehe) and the most beautiful person Tim has ever seen appeared out of nowhere from the sky and beat the function out of the remaining enemy

He’s a bat, and is very much like Bruce when it comes to being suspicious of people so he wasn’t so friendly to you in the beginning

Your first impression of Tim was that he gave zero fucks about anything. He’s pretty, but definitely doesn’t care about shit (or acts like he doesn’t)

You guys saw each other more when you helped the Titans, Justice League and even Batman out with a few missions

And also whenever Kon would invite you both out to the same places to hang out. You guys got very close over the years.

Then you guys began hanging out by yourselves in and out of uniform

You saw people while you were each other’s close friends, but you just always knew that you loved each other.

Then he became Red Robin and fell into a dark hole after Bruce’s ‘death’ and became very standoffish with you

You spent more time in space, where you made more enemies with dragons and men made of fire who like putting you in cages (Ragnarok reference hehe) and your family issues got a lot worse too

All the times you spent away from Tim (a few weeks) made you both realise that you’re in love with each other. So you returned home through Bifrost, and turned up at his nest one night when it was raining and confessed your love for him. (You were still covered in blood as you literally just came back from a fight)

You guys have always been inseparable together, but in a romantic relationship? UNSTOPPABLE.

[kayadrake123]

Dick: So Y/N, who’s your favourite superhero?

Y/N: Catwoman.

Dick:

Dick: What??

Y/N: You heard me.

Damian: TT. Catwoman is not a hero, she’s a thief.

Y/N: Uh uh, she was able to get a rich straight white man who is emotionally stunted most of the time to bend at her every beck and call, and to love her so much that he goes against his own code and keeps her out of jail. If that’s not a hero, I don’t know what is.

Dick:

Dick: Well when you put it that way…

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Y/N, leaving after an argument: Ok well then fuck you!

Any of the Batfam members: Wait, where are you going?

Y/N, beyond mad: To your mom’s house.

Batfam member:

Y/N:

Y/N: I’m sorry, that slipped out.

[kayadrake123]

Kiss it better

Cassandra Cain x GN!Reader

here’s some Cass cause I love her and it’s actually ridiculous that I haven’t written about her yet. Enjoy!

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“Ow!”

You flinch away from the soft fabric dabbing at your face when the disinfectant touches a particularly painful cut. You usually have no problem sitting through someone tending to your more severe wounds, like a huge gash down your leg, but there’s just something about cuts on your lip and nose that gets to you and makes you act like you just got stabbed.

“Sorry…” Cass mumbles, waiting for your permission to touch you again. When you nod, she immediately goes back to disinfecting the cut on your lip.

Patrol was pretty successful tonight. You and Huntress finally took down a Black Mask operation you’d been following for months. There’s nothing better than seeing the annoyed look on his face and knowing that you were the cause of it. Although you did take a bit of a beating, your wounds weren’t really that bad. Just a small cut on your lip and a huge one on your nose that you got after being thrown through a glass window. Probably a few bruises too.

After checking you when you got back to the cave, Alfred let you go, telling you to wash up and tend to your more minor wounds. He would have done them himself, but you were in quite the rush to have your movie night with Cass, who had gotten back from patrol an hour before you. When Cass saw your face however, she was insistent on helping you clean them and making sure you’re okay. You told her you were fine but she just wasn’t having it, so you let do her thing.

You always have to tell yourself when she gets like this thats it’s because you’re her best friend, and friends worry about each other. Of course she loves you. Just not in the way you wish she did.

You two are in her room, sitting on her bed with your legs crossed as she sits on her knees and leans over you to touch your face. One hand is busy cleaning your face while the other rests on the base of your neck, rubbing slow soothing circles on the skin. It’s so intimate, the way she’s holding you like you’re the most fragile thing. You want to wrap your arms around her so bad, but you know that would be impractical considering she’s a bit busy right now.

You watch the concentrated look on her face, her eyes narrow as she tries to avoid hurting you again and her nose crinkling in a way that makes her look so cute. Cass used to be the hardest person to read when you first met her. She barely showed any emotion and the fact that she didn’t speak much made it hard to know exactly what she was feeling. But when she started warming up to all of you, she became one of the most emotional people you knew. Her eyes hold all of her emotion, and it’s the most beautiful thing you have ever seen.

So when something flashes in her eyes, you immediately notice her change in emotions to something akin to worry. Your hand moves to hold the wrist by your neck, hoping the gesture would comfort her.

“What kind of movie are you thinking about watching?” You ask her, running your hand up and down her arm. “Romance? Comedy? Rom-com?”

Cass’s eyes don’t move away from what she’s doing, barely showing any reaction at all, but the goosebumps forming on her skin tell you all you need know. She clears her throat. “Romance.”

You smile at that.

“Period drama romance? Or like a ‘Love Rosie’ type of romance movie?”

She smiles and leans down to grab a plaster for your nose. “We’ve watched ‘Love Rosie’ like a hundred times,” She moves the hand not currently in your hold back to your face, opening the plaster with one hand. “I love ‘Love Rosie’,” You say it with a dreamlike tone to your voice. Your smile grows when Cass places the plaster on your nose, a proud look on her face as she observes her work. “I don’t usually like romance movies, but that one is an exception.”

“We watched it last weekend after Bruce’s gala,” She reminds you. There’s a teasing smile on her face, which tells you that she wouldn’t really mind watching the movie again, but she just wants to annoy you.

A lightbulb turns on in your head. “Speaking of galas…” You trail off as you stand up from her bed and turn to face her, her hand falling from your grip.

She gives you a suspicious look. “What?”

“You promised me that you’d teach me how to dance properly.” You pout recalling her words that night. “You said I looked like I was going to trip over my own feet.”

Cass lets out a breathy laugh at your cute face. “I was kidding! You dance amazingly.”

“I would still very much like that dance lesson so…” You hold your hand out.

Her eyes widen. You notice a little red tint on her cheeks and the way she avoids all eye contact with you. ‘She’s so adorable’ you think to yourself. After a second, her features soften and she puts her hand out for you to take it. “Now?” She asks.

You nod your head. “Mhm, right now gorgeous,” You laugh as you pull her to her feet. “Show me those ballerina moves of yours.”

She laughs. “What about the music?” She lets go of you to grab her phone before switching on her speaker. “Anything in particular?”

“Hmm…” You pretend to think. “Some Lana Del Rey?”

“Young and Beautiful?”

“Young and Beautiful.”

The song starts playing and Cass makes her way back over to you. You smile at her and move your hands to rest on her hips, hers move to go around your neck. There’s still some space left between your torsos, and you so badly want to close that space by bringing her closer to you. You both start moving to the music, doing a walts kind of dance. Cass starts counting for you to follow her, and you try your best to keep up with her, but she’s just too good.

“Oh my god, I look like an idiot.” You groan, but it morphs into a laugh.

“No you don’t. You look perfect.” She reassures you. “You’re perfect.”

Her words make your heart skip a beat. But you play it off, thinking that she’s just saying that cause she’s your friend and she supports you. Nothing more.

You smile before moving your hands to spin her around, a cute squeal leaving her lips as you do. When she comes back to face you, her smile drops along with yours.

Your faces are so close that you can see the whole universe in her eyes, and god is it beautiful. Her eyes trail down to your lips for a second before gazing back into yours. You still in your movements when one of her hands gently cup your face, her thumb stroking underneath your eye. You’re so close that if you just lean forward you could-

“Does it hurt?” She asks you.

“Does what hurt?” You’re confused about what she’s asking.

“Your face?”

You smile teasingly at her. “Yeah kind of, but you could kiss it better.” You laugh to play off your seriousness and real desire to kiss her. You stop however when Cass gives you the most thoughtful look.

“I like your new haircut,” You tell her, not being able to stop compliments from falling from your lips while she’s looking at you like that.

“Yeah?” She asks back, almost breathlessly.

“Mhm. I never really got the chance to tell you but,” You suck in a breath when her eyes move to your lips again. “I really like it.”

Cass just nods her head, her eyes fixated on your lips now.

Her thumb slowly traces your bottom lip. “Can I kiss you?”

You’re starstruck.

Absolutely frozen.

Your head is telling you that you’re having some type of fever dream right now, and that this is not real. But her hand, the hand on your face proves otherwise.

Slowly, you nod your head. “Yeah…” You whisper.

Her eyes flick across your face for a second before she leans in, planting her soft lips on yours.

It’s slow and oh so intimate that it makes your chest feel like it’s about to burst. The familiar smell of vanilla fills your nostrils as you take it all in. Her hair feels so soft as you graze your fingers through it. You tell yourself as she pulls you in closer by your hip that this is what heaven feels like. Right here, in the arms of the girl you’ve been in love with for ages.

She wants you. She feels the same way you do for her.

You finally pull away from each other, goofy smiles spread over both your faces. In the background the song continues to play on, making the atmosphere even more romantic that it already is.

“You.” Cass says, her hand cupping the side of your face as one of your hands hold the other one.

“Huh?” You question her.

“You said you like my haircut,” She tells you, pointing at her close-to-shoulder-length hair for emphasis. When you nod for her to go on. She turns her finger to you. “I like you.”

She blushes a bit at the smile you give her, but instead of teasing her for her bluntness as you always do, you instead pull her face closer to yours, kissing her for the second time tonight. You lay a few pecks on her lips as you pull away, your hand moving to rub her cheek tenderly.

“I like you too.”

And that’s all it takes for her to kiss you again, letting your love confessions hang in the air as you continue to dance slowly to Lana Del Ray.

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[kayadrake123]

Batboys x famous!Reader headcanons

I love reading headcanons and stories on this topic, but unfortunately there aren’t enough out there about it so, I decided to make some! Let me know if you want me to do more or to add more batfam members. Hope you enjoy it!

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Dick Grayson 

You guys are the IT couple. Like bffr. 

You’re pretty private with your relationship, but there are still so many pictures of you guys all over the internet and social media. 

When you guys started dating people didn’t think much of it cause you were pretty good friends before so the amount of time you spent together wasn’t really new to anyone. 

However, this completely changed when a paparazzi photo of you guys making out in a car came out. And some of you guys holding hands, laughing over dinner, etc.

THE INTERNET WENT CRAZY. 

People had been shipping you guys together for so long, and you guys even came out a few times denying the rumours about you guys dating BUT NOW!? Everything just felt right. 

You guys are pretty active on social media, but you love posting TikToks of Dick being…well Dick. 

THIRST TRAPS OF DICK! 

(It’s not really thirst traps cause it’s usually just a random video of him smiling or something but DAMN)

His Instagram is literally your fanpage. LIKE HE LOVES YOU. 

Depending on what your career is, he’d come on your set for a movie, fashion show, come to your basket ball game, football game, etc.

You do receive a few threats here and there because people are crazy and are obsessed with your man, and it is scary, but Dick is always there to reassure you he wouldn’t let anything happen to you and that they’re just jealous. 

He definitely went onto social media to address the haters and they shut up prettyyy quick after that. 

Red carpets with you two are MWAH!

Like you guys kill every photo. 

You guys are perfect for each other. 

Jason Todd 

‘Isn’t Jason Todd dead?!’

That was a very common question people asked after seeing you out and being very cuddly with someone who looked a lot like the hotter and older version of the deceased son of Bruce Wayne. 

It was honestly a mistake, you guys thought you were being slick but paparazzi is everywhere man. 

Bruce ended up helping you guys come up with a reason for Jason now being alive. (Something about him being kidnapped and presumed dead and blah blah blah)

After all that commotion, people shipped you guys HARD. 

Jason comes off as a very intimidating person, and his good looks just intensified his intimidating look. But with you? He looks like the softest person ever. 

There are so many photos of you kissing his nose and lips and him just having the cutest smile on his face. 

He’s also always hugging you in most photos and giving you a big smooch on the top of your head. (It doesn’t matter how tall you are, Jason is taller than you by so much)

He doesn’t have much social media but I’ve seen posts about him having Twitter and posting the most out-of-pocket and hilarious things, and I strongly agree with this. 

He always tweets about you and how beautiful you are and it makes people go feral cause HE’S JUST SO SOFT WITH YOU AWWWW

MORE THIRST TRAPS!! 

Like you post the hottest videos and photos of Jason and everyone is so thankful for it. Like yesssssss

Hates paparazzi. Seriously. But, he endures it on red carpets, especially when he’s with you. 

Like all the photos are just of him smiling at how amazing you look and being such a gentleman. 

Definitely a Blake Lively and Ryan Reynolds type of relationship :)

Everyone believes you guys are definitely gonna get married. 

Tim Drake 

You guys attend so many of the same charity events, and there have always been a few pictures of you guys together, but nothing more than just friendly and business related ones. You’re always invited to Bruce’s galas too. 

Your relationship, like Dick’s, had always just been seen as something friendly and business related. You’re a celebrity and an influential person and he’s the youngest CEO and and influential person too. It’s nothing more. 

UNTIL videos of you guys dancing together at one of Bruce’s galas went viral. SLOW DANCING, AND VERY CLOSE FOR THAT MATTER!

People only confirmed your relationship when a few weeks later a few more videos and photos of you two walking together down the street, your dog’s leash in one hand and Tim’s hand in the other, came out. 

It was an unexpected couple, that’s for sure. But lots of people shipped nonetheless. 

Tim has always been seen in suits and pretty formal clothing, but now due to him being with you and having added attention put onto his life, he’s been seen in more casual and chill clothes and DAMN IT MAKES HIM SOOOO MUCH MORE ATTRACTIVE. 

Tim has really good style. Seriously. My fashion king. 

Beach photos! You both always look amazing and are playing in the water or volleyball or something. There’s always pics of him picking you up (he may be smaller than some of you but man is STRONG)

So many photos of you guys making out. So many. 

Tim sits through a lot of weird conversations with Bruce because of this. 

TIM SLAYS EVERY RED CARPET. Like you do too, but like I said his style is AMAZING. People love it. 

Cute photos of you smiling at each other on the red carpet. 

You mainly post videos of you scaring Tim and him being super adorable(and attractive) on Tiktok. People love it. 

Hot couple tiktoks. There I said it. 

He lovesss to post videos of you sleeping. He thinks you look so cute. 

Your birthday posts for each other are so fucking cute. 

You guys are pretty much the definition of opposites attract and people love it. 

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Some person trying to ask out Y/N: Hey, so I was wondering-

Y/N, trying to find the best way to stop them cause they don’t like them: I’m married.

Person: Really? Since when?

Y/N: Uh, I actually eloped. 2 months ago.

Person: Huh, that’s surprising. Who are you married to?

Y/N:

Y/N: Tim. Person: Tim? Well, I guess I saw that coming.

Y/N: Yeah, haha. Hey do me a favour, don’t tell anyone. We just uh, we want it to be private. I only told you cause…I trust you so much…friend.

Person: Yeah, sure of course.

Y/N: And uh, don’t tell Tim either. He’ll get super stressed out about someone knowing we’re…married. You know how he is. Anxious Timmy!

Person: Of course. I’m so happy for you two.

Y/N: Yeah…

*Bonus*

Y/N: Hey Timmy!

Tim: Hi…?

Y/N: How’s your day going?

Tim: Pretty good…? Why?

Y/N: That’s good, that’s good. Hey, just if anyone brings up anything about us having eloped, do me a favour and go with it.

Tim:

Tim: What?

Y/N: Thanks bye! *runs away*

Tim:

Tim: I think I’m starting to hallucinate again.

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Y/N: I just don’t get it! Why is no one interested in me, am I that bad?

Dick: No, you’re just really bad at picking up on hints.

Y/N: What do you mean? No one ever gives me hints.

*flashback*

Jason: Hey Y/N, what are you doing tonight?

Y/N: Gee, I don’t know. I was gonna stay in and watch some Netflix. Why?

Jason: Do you want to hang out? I really wanna spend some time with you.

Y/N: Ah yeah, sure bud. Can we watch Barbie movies?

Jason:

Y/N:

Jason:

Y/N: Is that a no or…?

*end of flashback*

Y/N: Okay asshole, name another time.

Dick: *gives her a ‘really bitch’ look*

*flashback*

Tim: I really like you, Y/N.

Y/N: Yeah, I’m pretty cool right?

Tim: No, like, I really really like you.

Y/N: Thanks Tim, that’s so sweet.

Tim: *smiles*

Y/N:

Y/N: So is Cass single right now or..?

*end of flashback*

Y/N: Okay I see your point.

[kayadrake123]

Random Jason Todd relationship headcannons

Jason Todd x GN!Reader

Jason adores baking. And if there is one thing he loves more than baking, it’s baking for you (he likes reading to you too but we’ll get to that). During the weeks when he’s busy and isn’t able to spend time with you, and visa versa, he shows up at your door with a bouquet of flowers and your favourite desert.

He loves seeing the look on your face when he surprises you, and even more when you’re enjoying the food he makes for you. It makes him feel warm inside when he does domestic shit

He loves cuddling. Yeah, it took some time for him to allow for close intimacy with you, but when he did, he would find any and every reason to get you to cuddle with him.

“Babe, my back hurts. Come cuddle me.” “How will that help?”

Sometimes his excuses are very extreme. Like the time he got stabbed and came through your window and was practically on the brink of passing out.

“Oh my god!” “It’s okay, a few cuddles will make me feel better.” “…Todd, you’re bleeding out on my carpet, I need to get the first aid kit.” “Yeah yeah, we’ll get to that later…”

He’s pretty dirty minded, so of course he makes offside jokes.

“I’m sorry baby.” You told him after you hit him on the head with the cupboard door.

“That’s not enough.” “Ah babe, I’m so sorry I-“ “Give me head as an apology.” “…what?”

He turns into an absolute mother-hen when you’re injured or sick. He just can’t help it. Seeing you in pain really stresses him out, no matter how many times you tell him not to worry.

He loves reading to you as much as he loves you reading to him. Mans will reenact Shakespeare for you, just say the word. He loves speaking about books and poetry and also having deep conversations in general. He truly cares about your opinion on things, and sometimes it even changes his perspective on certain topics too.

When you guys argue, he usually ends up walking out of the conversation, not wanting to say something he’ll regret to you. Sometimes he’ll come back a few hours after he’s collected himself. Other times he’ll be unreachable for a few days, and it stresses you the fuck out, but when he returns he’ll apologise the moment you open your door and will spend the rest of the day/night telling you how much he loves you.

His love language is words of affirmation, but not for him. He loves hearing you tell him how much you love him as sometimes he forgets and convinces himself you deserve someone better.

his love language for himself is definitely a mixture between acts of service and physical touch. He will do the most random shit for you like doing your laundry while you go out to buy something at the store. Or watering your plants. He always puts your phone on the charger too.

He’s always touching you in some way (not always sexual). He likes when you guys link your pinky fingers together when you’re around friends or family. He gives random hugs all the time.

He loves you. Sometimes he can be a bit distant, but with you around, he’s working on it a bit more. You make him feel comfortable and he loves that he can be honest and raw around you. (That’s not the only thing he does that’s raw ;) )