Tag: Dick

Sleeping

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Requested (anonymous)

I am so sorry this didn’t get put out sooner. I had it written and ready last week, but Tumblr somehow deleted it before it posted. Again, Dear Anon, I am very sorry.

Dick Grayson:

   Of all his brothers, Dick is the funniest to see sleeping. You have a sneaking suspicion that his contorted sleeping positions are a result of his dreams. Whatever the cause, he is usually found practically unconscious, twisted into some strange position. Contrary to popular belief, he has a difficult time falling asleep on hard surfaces, or sitting upright. 

   Sharing the bed with you doesn’t change much. He has (surprisingly) only kicked or pushed you off the mattress a handful of times. He seems mindful of your existence for the most part. Even in his sleep, he would rather roll off the bed himself than kick or hit you unintentionally.

  On his worst nights, though, he doesn’t end up twisted up like a pretzel. On his worst nights, he curls around you.

Jason Todd:

   Jason sleeps normally sleeps on his side, with back pressed against something. Sometimes it’s the back of the couch, sometimes it’s the wall his bed sits against, sometimes it’s you. He sleeps lightly, with the exception of a night or two out of the week.

   He sleeps best with you around. While you don’t always sleep wrapped around one another, it’s rare for him to sleep without touching you in some way. His sleep is least restless if when you lay on top of him, or if he falls asleep on your lap.

   Something you learned early on is that he never sleeps properly without some kind of weapon within reach. He keeps a knife Ducktaped to the side of the mattress against the wall and a gun in the drawer of his nightstand, where you can’t accidentally hurt yourself or him if you bump it.

Tim Drake:

   Tim doesn’t exactly have a sleep schedule, as we all know. He sleeps in spurts throughout the night, laying down and getting up several times. He sleeps heavily in his own bed for an hour or two, then gets up to continue his work for another few hours, before flopping back down on his mattress. He sleeps in whatever position he lands in.

   This doesn’t change when you’re with him. The only difference you make is that he doesn’t leap onto the bed, for fear of landing on you or accidentally smacking you, but rolls on it. He still sleeps in however he sleeps, but he keeps skin-to-skin contact with you. Sometimes he has a hand on your back or your arm, sometimes his knee is pressed against you, sometimes one of his legs is draped haphazardly over yours.

   His sleeping patterns woke you up the first few times you had stayed the night, but anymore, it doesn’t bother you a bit.

Damian Wayne:

   Damian sleeps the lightest out of all his brothers. You know it’s due to the extensive training and all his years both with his grandfather and as a vigilante. As far as you can tell, you’re the only one so far who’s been able to slip into his room without waking him. He usually sleeps on his side or his back, and only with a weapon nearby. He took a cue from Jason, keeping a dagger under his pillow, and one of his favorite swords tucked between his bed and nightstand.

   Your presence beside him affects his sleeping greatly. Depending on what has happened that day (weather either of you are concerned or feeling uneasy), he either sleeps harder than usual or somehow lighter. You suspect it’s out of protectiveness, something he is in no short of.

   You’ve found that he sleeps best with white noise. If he doesn’t have something on, his mind overreacts to every little sound, searching for something that could be a danger. You prefer to leave on the radio, but the hosts’ voices have woken him up before, so you settle for voiceless instruments.

Kissies for the Batboys

sanjayyyy-13:

Buenos Dias muchachalatas. I have finally completed this imagine and will be starting the next one that had been requested soon, I promise. This imagine is based off “How the batboys react to S/O asking to them, kissing their cheeks and walking away from them. “  Anyways, please enjoy!

Bruce: Usually he is the culprit to this crime so whenever you do it, it kinda of surprises him. He is used to you giving him long kisses right on the lips. However that morning you were rushed and you needed to get somewhere quickly. So you gathered all your stuff with your shoes half on and gave him a quick kiss right on the cheek as a quick goodbye. As you were walking away you felt someone grip you around your wrist and pull you back. “Hey! Whats the meaning of this? I was expecting a proper kiss!” Bruce says quite offendedly. You roll your eyes and give him a ‘really?’ look and proceed to give him a quick kiss on the lips. You begin to walk away again but he pulls you back. “Bruce, I have to go” you state anxiously. “Screw that, I expect a proper kiss” he says. “Ugh” you say and almost break his neck by how forcefully you pull him towards you. With a sharp gasp from his side you place your lips right over his and proceed to give him a very passionate kiss, you make sure to stay there for several seconds without giving him time to breathe. Finally you pull away and say “Better?”. You notice how hard he is breathing and laugh. He looks into your eyes, absolutely dumbfounded. “Bye, Bruce” you announce with a wave of your hand. You turn around with a smirk on your face and finally made it out of the door.

Dick: Since Dickie boy is such a loving and compassionate soul, he really enjoys any sort of affection. This includes you kissing his cheek and walking away. The first time that you did this to him was when you were still friends and you guys and some friends of yours were out at the bar. You were a little tipsy and were ready to hit the hay so when you were saying bye to everyone, you unexpectedly came to hug him and without thinking gave him a quick peck on the cheek. Right when you did that he froze up and you left without realizing what you did to him. The most memorable “kiss on cheek” was a night right after patrol.  He was feeling super grateful for having you patch him up. So while he was laying down on the couch with 3 stitches and multiple bruises you went to go wash up, leaving him with a kiss on his cheek. But before you could even rise up from your position you felt him caress your face in his calloused hands. He pulled you closer and gently said “I love you”. Looking into his beautiful blue eyes you felt your heart thundering and you gave him a smile. Unfortunately, before you said anything else he closed his eyes and began happily snoring.

Jason: This dude usually never lets you get away with doing that. But, the first time you did this was when everyone (Dick, Tim, Steph, Babs, Dami and Cassie) was chilling in the living room and you guys were friends but super flirty with each other. After having a fun night of talking, it was time for you to leave, so you got up and proceeded to give everyone a hug but when it came to Jason you gave him a peck on the cheek and winked, saying “Bye, Jason” as seductively as you could, leaving a thoroughly confused and blushing Jason behind. Though this was not a huge action it was enough for everyone to realize his true feelings towards you. He froze in place and everyone was staring at him with wide eyes and raised eyebrows. You remember your heart pounding right after and your uncontrollable smiling. After you guys got together, whenever you get up from wherever you are and give him a kiss on the cheek he grabs you by your hips and spins you towards him making you face him. “Jay, I just need to go to the bathroom” you say quickly. “I know but you ain’t leaving until you kiss me” he replies mischievously. Your faces were centimeters apart, his eyes flitting down to your lips and your breath becoming shallow. After a couple seconds of living in the moment he closes the gap between the two of you and fastens his mouth over yours leading to a pretty hot make out session, but sadly came to an end because of your need to pee.

Tim: I feel like this little cutie would become super blushy if it ever happens in front of people. Once you guys had just finished patrol and you were planning to retire back home so you gave him a kiss right on his cheek as a little goodbye. “Goodbye Timmy” you said. “Oh, um I- goodbye” he stated rather nervously.  The reason for his stuttering was because you didn’t realize the big bad bat behind you, and you left poor Timmy to explain what was happening between you two. It was super awkward and Bruce kinda ended the conversation with “I’d rather not know”. However when you guys are alone he usually becomes very lovey afterwards. Once he was working on a project and you bent down to give him a kiss on the cheek because you just got back from work. Because he was super tired of researching and he didn’t see you for sometime he tried initiating something further. It’s super cute, he follows you around hoping that you would properly kiss him. Usually he gets a lot of kisses on the cheeks because he is always working on something.

Damian: He honestly loves those kisses but will never admit it, probably of his arrogance but…whatever. However when you first did it to him he was so confused and so embarrassed. This is probably because he is just one clueless boy. Anyways whenever you do it to him he always gets turned on because any sort of affection does. He will usually try to lead you to the bedroom afterwards and you notice this and try doing it when he is in front of his dad just to watch him struggle. You have done this a couple of times and his reaction stayed the same. Bruce wanted to talk to him privately so you just got jump and kissed him on the cheek leaving him very horny. It was quite funny to see his face suddenly becoming frozen as he realized what you were doing. You locked your eyes with him and you could immediately tell that you would be paying for that but you didn’t care. You chuckled and made your way out the room not before peeking back at him seeing him trying his best to cover up any emotion on his face. The whole conversation they had ended up going over his head because all he was thinking about was you, seductively retreating back to the kitchen. ‘Oh, they are going to be punished for this’ he said to himself.

Cheating Averted [Dick Grayson x Reader]

avengerdragoness:

Requested by @wolfgirln: “First list 23 with Dick Grayson and First list 50 with Cyborg? (Do you write for him? Let me know.)”

A/n: I don’t write for cyborg, so I did Dick’s. I hope you like this love!

List 1:
23: “Oh wow, you’re bleeding… a lot. S-sit down, okay? Don’t fall!”

Warnings: Gets kinda heated at the end *wink wink*
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It had been about an hour since you woke up to find Dick missing from your bed. He had gone to bed with you and two hours later you woke up to his side of the bed empty and cold. He’d been gone for awhile.

Sadly, this wasn’t the first night. It had happened four times this week, where could he be going without telling you? Your mind immediately jumped to one conclusion. He was cheating on you. You’d notice a few time that after you’d go to bed together, the next morning his hair would be wet from a shower.

Why would he disappear and then shower when he got home? All without telling you. Not to mention the bruises that have been showing up more and more often.

Having enough, you got up and went into the living room. Pacing back and forth as you waited for him to come home. Constantly glancing at the door as you chewed on your thumb. You weren’t sure what you were gonna say but you weren’t going to allow yourself to be hurt. You’ve been with Dick for a couple months, he seems happy, how could he cheat on you?

Before an answer could form, the sound of a window opening drew your attention away from the door. Freezing, you slowly turned around. It was coming from the bedroom. A grunt could be heard before a thud. Quickly grabbing a baseball bat from your closet, the one Dick insisted you keep out, before heading for your bedroom.

Using the end of the bat you gently pushed the door open. Just to see someone hunched over and clutching their ribs. It took a moment to realize who it was. “…Nightwing?”

He looked up and sent you a charming grin that was clearly trying to mask pain. Trying to stand he almost stumbled but you rushed over to support him, just now noticing the gash on his ribs.  “Oh wow, you’re bleeding… a lot. S-sit down, okay? Don’t fall!” You said while helping him sit in your desk chair.

He chuckled and sat with a grunt. “Stay here” You said before turning and running to your bathroom. Grabbing a first aid kit, another thing Dick insisted on, you jogged back and set it on the desk before opening it.

Turning to him with gauze and peroxide you mumbled. “C-can you take off your top so I can see?”

He smirked, “Maybe you should buy me dinner first.” You rolled your eyes and helped him unzip the back and pulled it down over his torso. “Damn” you mumbled while examining the wound. Taking the gauze you poured some peroxide onto it before cleaning up the wound. Hearing him hiss above you. However, soon you felt his eyes shift to you. “You know what you’re doing.” He stated.

“My boyfriend gets random injuries a lot.” You mumbled as the last of the blood was cleaned up so you could see. “You don’t need stitches.” Saying before grabbing some clean gauze to set over it.

“I don’t suppose I could repay you. Maybe a kiss” He smirked. You chuckled and taped the gauze down before standing. Taking a wrag you wiped off your hands and sighed. “As nice as that would be, I’m loyal to my boyfriend. Sadly I can’t quite say the same for him.”

Nightwing’s eyebrows furrowed under his mask. “What do you mean?”

“Am I really about to open up about my failing relationship to one of Gotham’s vigilantes?” You cocked an eyebrow and he shrugged. “We try to help in anyway we can.”

Sighing you set down the rag when your hands were clean. “He’s been disappearing in the middle of the night. Showering before he comes back to bed. Strange bruises. All the signs point to he’s cheating.” You turned your back to him to head to the bathroom.

“[F/n]” You froze in your place while your eyes widened. “How do you know my—” You began to say but when you turned you were met with the clear blue eyes of your boyfriend. Dick Grayson.

“You think I’m cheating on you?” He asked as he gripped his mask in his hands.

“I…I..” You stuttered and looked him up and down. “N-not anymore, now that I know you’re Nightwing.” He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. I didn’t want you getting hurt.”

He got up to approach you but you were quick to sit him back down, he was still hurt. Sighing he looked up at you. Your hand cupped his face gently, thumb stroking his cheek. “I just wish you would’ve told me. Especially when you started crashing here so often.”

“I know, and I’m sorry. I was just…” You cut him off, “…trying to protect me, I know. You’re lucky I love you so that just sounds really sweet.”

He grinned and pulled you into his lap before pressing his lips to yours. “I love you too.”

“You better.” Your arms draped around his neck before gently playing with his hair. He chuckled and smiled. “I do, and now that you know. I can get quality medical treatment at home too.”

That elicited an eye roll from you. “Please don’t come here bleeding every night.” Dick laughed and his smile made your heart warm. “I can’t promise I won’t every once in a while but I will try my hardest not to.”

“Good, wouldn’t want to ruin that pretty face.” You pinched his cheeks playfully and he swatted your hands away. “Please I got that enough as a kid.” Grinning you leaned down to nip at his neck. “Want me to stop this too?”

He groaned as your teeth sunk in. “Hell no.” You giggled and kissed where you sunk your teeth in. “I always have had a think for Nightwing. Now knowing he’s my hot boyfriend, that just makes you sexier.”

“You’re playing a dangerous game [F/n].” He growled as you nipped again. A hum buzzed in his ear. “You’re not the only one who likes to live on the edge.” Your voice was low and sultry. However that didn’t stop your yelp when he abruptly stood up.

“That’s it. You’re screwed.” He growled into your ear. But your smirk only widened, “just what I wanted.”

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how would the batboys take care of their sick s/o?

seoafin:

Dick is 100% a coddler that just won’t!! leave!! you alone!! at any indication of distress he is at your side, extra blankets in hand along with tylenol and liquid medicine that makes you scrunch your nose and tastes like bubblegum on acid. he stares you down in a battle of the wills to make sure you swallow the medicine (and don’t secretly trash it while he’s not looking) and get plenty of rest. he considers skipping patrol until you feel better but you stand your ground and make him go (it’s more for your peace of mind more than anything but you won’t tell him that) he also tries cooking you some of alfred’s chicken noodle soup, and jokingly feeds you. it tastes horrible (but you won’t tell him that either)

Jason knows exactly what to do. he immediately gives you a warm shower in lukewarm temp, cleans you up and wraps you in blankets and makes sure you rest up in bed. he measures your temperature hourly, and cooks you tons of delicious comfort food. he hovers over you, touching your forehead, making sure you’re comfortable, etc. while you drift in and out of sleep he just. stares at you. occasionally checking your pulse (he knows that the chances of dying because of a common cold are extremely slim but he can’t help but think you look like his mother, unconscious and shaking and lying on the floor. effects of the latest drug she’s gotten her hands on while he’s scared to death that she just might not wake up this time.)

later when you’ve made a complete recovery from your cold, he evades any questions about his behavior. (he won’t tell you that he’s done this a million times before)

Tim is just. at a loss. yeah he’s been sick before but it’s usually gone after like a day bc his immune system is weirdly strong?? he looks up what to do on the internet and just kinda?? does it?? he’s very technical. gives you all the required meds, lets you rest up, and then leaves you alone (lowkey in fear that he’ll also catch a cold. you tease him about that later. a lot.) he’s obviously worried and all and he puts aside his fear of getting infected and asks if he can get anything for you.

Damian is considerably worried and immediately enlists alfred’s help bc he has absolutely no idea what to do so it’s more alfred taking care of you than anything. but he’s there every step of the way so you guess it’s damian taking care of you by default. he’s extremely attentive and by your side the entire time to the point where he’s persistent on accompanying you to the bathroom. “damian. no.” when you get better he insists it was all because of him and demands you give him a kiss as payment.

Hey! Hope you’re having a good day! Also: I wish you’d write a fic where someone got married.😊

writingtheworks:

WE LOVE DICK IN THIS HOUSE. Also this reminded me to start reading Dick’s solo series from the 90s, so thank you!!!

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“I want to show you something,” Dick whispered.

Your eyes flickered from his to the crowd around you. Knowing that this was the wedding of a bat meant knowing you were also in the presence of a dozen lip-readers, so you pressed your cheek into his and smiled against your husband’s shoulder.

“We can’t exactly escape discreetly here. You see we’re, uh, sorta the life of the party…” You loosely gestured to the ring of observers, some sitting at the tables, others watching the life of the party—the newly wedded Graysons—twirl in aimless circles in the center of the reception.

“You’re the life of the party. I’m just the life of the party’s devilishly handsome escort,” Dick giggled. 

His fingers entwined with yours, pulling you in another spin so fast that your feet skipped against the floor. (He’d mentioned that his shoes were killing him, so you decided you’d take off your shoes too. Y’know. So you could match. Also, so he wasn’t the only one getting that-is-improper glares from Alfred). The music couldn’t cover your laughter, hands jolting to his shoulders so you wouldn’t tip over.

“Slap on a tragic backstory and boom! You got a cover for your next case.” Your feet connected with the cool floor, half-tumbling over his in something that could hardly be called dancing; it was more like when bees got drunk off of sugar and would start flying around all dizzy-like.

“Boom,” Dick agreed, nodding against your hair in a flash of dazzling teeth. “But here, we don’t need to go anywhere. Put your hand in my jacket,” he whispered like it was some big secret that he wanted only you to know. “Follow the seam under my arm.”

Your palm fell against his chest, slipping under the suit jacket and across his rapidly-firing heart. It took you a moment to register what you were touching. But it was worth the random burst of laughter that made the wedding attendee’s heads turn.

When you looked up at him, you almost double-taked and definitely stuttered when you met eyes. The light around him was golden. The air seemed to purr at him affectionately, pulling back his cheeks in the biggest smile you’d possibly ever seen him wear.

“Is that what I think it is?” You questioned in disbelief, running a finger over the thread of the suit’s inner-lining.

Dick winced in a cute sort of way. “What? Nooo. I definitely wasn’t doing flips in this 5,000 dollar suit earlier, and I definitely didn’t tear the sleeve on a landing. Also—before you accuse me of anything, thank you very much—I did not fix it with duck-tape and prayed Alfred wouldn’t notice.”

“Oh, never,” you said, voice dripping with sarcasm. 

Dick stopped and stared at you. You stopped and stared at him. Then you both burst into giggles, arms tightening around the other to pull them close.

“He’s gonna kill me,” Dick muttered, breath stolen when the noise finally died down.

“Hm. Don’t worry about Alf,” you said. Dick nuzzled back into your cheek when you bumped his, dizzy and touchy and quietly lighting up when a kiss fell on his collar, “I’ll protect you.”

Dick felt like he was falling. Not like a roller-coaster fall, where your stomach comes back up to meet you on your way down. It was a hyper-aware, the-grounds-coming-up-too-fast kinda fall, where Dick’s breath hitched in his throat and his heart startled against his ribs. But then you were there. And your arms were around him, and you had caught him, just like you’d always done.

He closed his eyes against your cheek, a smile quirking his lip. “I feel safer already.”

Just like you always will.

Time of the Month

rynne311:

Request: could you do an dick x reader imagine that y/n is on her period and dick gets all nervous because he don’t know what to do and it’s like soo fluffy and something like this?? ❤

Requested by: Anon

Word Count: 514

Requests are Open HERE.

You really didn’t feel like doing much today, you wanted some good snacks and to cuddle up into your blankets all day until you stopped feeling quite so miserable.  Having to flake out on the plans you’d made with Dick to spend the day at the beach made you feel just a little bit more miserable.  It seemed Mother Nature loved to ruin your plans, leaving you feeling bloated and crampy and not wanting to spend the day in a swimsuit or sitting in the sand.

You could see some of the light and excitement leave Dick’s face as you explained to him why you had to cancel your long awaited beach day, but he still seemed understanding enough.  He quickly started to go overboard trying to give you everything he thought you may need.

“I think you need to calm down a bit,” you suggested to your frantic boyfriend when you saw him make his fourth visit to add over the counter pain meds, salty snacks, sweet snacks, and any drink you’d ever told him you liked to your bedside table.

“But your body is betraying you right now!” he sputtered.  “It’s making you feel like crap, and what kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn’t do everything to make you feel better until your lady parts decide to cooperate again.”

He definitely did not miss the eyebrow you quirked at that last part.  In some ways he made sense, but he was going too over the top for you, and you knew you needed to set the poor guy straight before he passed out from exhaustion.

“Dick, would you have known this if I hadn’t told you?” you reasoned.

“Probably not at first,” he conceded.

“Probably not at all,” you corrected. “I have been dealing with this once a month, every month since I was eleven.  I’m at a point in my life that I’ve spent more time dealing with the ‘time of the month’ than I have not dealing with it.  Last I checked, while I appreciate the concern, I’m perfectly able to keep myself hydrated and taken care of.  You’ve got nothing to worry about, babe.”

You could see Dick begin to relax, finally letting go of his own anxieties about dealing with the opposite sex.  Even as he relaxed, you could see Dick still clearly didn’t know what you wanted him to do and his hesitation to fully let go until he knew.

“C’mon, I just want to cuddle,” you offered, finally giving Dick what he wanted, some way to make you feel comfortable.

He didn’t need to be asked twice, climbing into bed behind you and wrapping his arms around you.  Slowly, he began to relax and enjoy the time he was getting to just cuddle with you and forget about the outside world.  If you decided you needed anything at all, he’d be at your beck and call getting everything you want, but for right now you were both content to stay wrapped up in bed together watching some old movie Dick didn’t even recognize.

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