“Should I be concerned about how much caffeine you’re taking in?” You spoke worriedly as you returned to Tim’s room, a cup filled with coffee in your hand. Tonight was the first time you had spent the night with Tim at his house, although the two of you had been dating for about 5 months. Your relationship with him has always been quite close and cuddly, but you both never stayed over at each other’s for the night. So this was really the first time you had seen the extremity of Tim’s coffee consumption.
Tim turned around in his desk chair, reaching for the cup. “Not really, (Y/N). Currently this is the least I’ve had in a night, since it’s almost 10 pm,” he replied while carefully taking the cup from you, “so you shouldn’t be concerned.”
As you turned around to close his bedroom door, you responded with, “That’s your fourth freaking cup of coffee!” You moved to his desk, leaning on it as he looked up at you expectedly. “You’re just lucky that I love you, or I would make sure there is no caffeine within 10 miles of your location.”
Suddenly Tim lightly grasped your wrist, putting the cup down on his desk and pulled you down for a loving kiss. As he pulled away, he whispered in your ear, “I’m totally lucky.” He turned in his chair back to his computer, lifting his cup of coffee to his lips.
The dark haired male looked at the girl in front of him, sleeping peacefully with her back facing him and he sat on the bed they shared. His hand reaching for her soft hair, running his calloused fingers through them.
Tim never liked this moment, that one moment when he has to leave her alone in their cold shared apartment while he went out to save the city from the craziness that somehow managed to exist.
Tim never liked the thought he couldn’t come back to her one day, he knew that she always worry for his safety, worry that he won’t come back to her arms––into her warm embrace.
The girl beside him shifted, turning around so she was facing him. She rubbed her sleepy eyes in an attempt to clear her vision, a smile slowly creeping up to her lips when she saw him already in his suit.
Tim watched his girlfriend sluggishly sat on the bed, her back resting against the headboard, the comforter that once covering her up to her shoulder slid down to rest on her lap.
“I thought you already left.” Her sleepy voice breaking the silence.
“I’m going to.”
Another silence.
“Hey.”
The young girl hummed as Tim scooted closer to her, he rested his forehead on her shoulder and she took the chance to place a kiss on the top of his head.
“I love you.” Tim murmured into her clothed skin before he lifted his head up, “I love you so much, you know that?”
“I love you so much too,” she whispered, “is something wrong, Timmy?” She questioned, her eyes bore into his bright blue ones.
Though the room was dim, she could see them, the eyes that somehow still held a glimpse of innocence in them no matter how many bad things they had seen outside.
Tim leaned closer, their face was so close they could feel each other’s breath fanning their skin, soon enough, he closed the gap between them, giving her a chaste kiss.
She responded, closing her eyes until he broke the kiss.
“Nothing, just in case.” She cocked her head to the side questioningly and wordlessly asking him what he meant, “just in case I don’t come back and don’t get to say it tomorrow.”
Her brows now furrowing, she hated it when he brought himself down and thinking over something unnecessary, “don’t say that, don’t doubt yourself.”
“Sorry, I just need to recharge.”
The smile came back to her pretty face and he could not resist the urge to embrace her which she willingly returned, “besides, everything will be okay in the end.”
“If it’s not, it is not the end.” He continued for her and he received a nod before she pressed her lips to his chin, jaw, and cheek before they finally reached his lips making him chuckle lightly at her affection.
Tim stood up after he released her from his arms before he headed for the window and opened it letting the cool breeze slip into their room.
“I’ll be back, see you.” he turned his head to glance at her one more time before he slips into the night.
Zatanna Zatara had been teaching you for some time now and you had learnt her backwards magic quickly and you were often commended for your skill and told you would soon be as great as your mentor. Tim didn’t buy it. You’d been doing magic before you two started dating, yet almost everyday he would try and disprove whatever backwards sentence or basic witch spell you had done.
“Raeppa.” You held the snake close as he appeared in your hands, slithering around like he had not just shown up from nowhere.
Bruce Wayne and Zatanna watched from a distance in the batcave, discussing a supernatural case in Gotham.
Tim furrowed his eyebrows as he thought hard. “He was in your shirt.” Was his conclusion.
“You mean to tell me, you think I was stashing a python in a latex corset and pulled it out, so fast, that it looked like it appeared out of thin air.“
"I didn’t give you that much detail, did I?"
You rolled your eyes. "Can’t you just accept magic?"
"Everything has logic behind it."
"Yes. Logic, that magic does exist and there is plenty of evidence to back it up.”
Tim leant back in his chair and crossed his arms.
“Raeppassid.” The snake vanished. “Zatanna is part of a magical race of humans. I feel like that alone is good enough.”
Tim shrugged.
“God, you’re irritating.”
Tim smirked and stood up, leaning down and placing his hands on the arm rests of your seat, encasing you.
“You love me."
"Mhm, but your pushing it.” You tilted your head up and met his kiss halfway.
“Tim.” Bruce called as he pulled his cowl up to cover his face. He cocked his head to beckon Tim to the batmobile.
“Duty calls.” Tim chuckled as he gave you one more kiss before leaving.
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"Liob.“ The water bubbled in the kettle. You turned to face Tim smugly.
He sighed.
"For all I know, you knew the perfect timing for it to start making noises and trick me into thinking you did it."
You groaned in frustration. "Come on! It’s magic. Real magic.” You ran your fingers through your hair. “Ugh! What will it take to convince y-” you paused and a smile crept onto your face.
Tim looked unsettled.
“Uh, Y/N?”
You took his hand and sprinted outside.
“What are you doing, Y/N?"
"Dnuorg pu.”
Tim’s face scrunched up in confusion then his eyes widened as the ground began to rumble and soon on a perfect circle platform holding you and Tim up, you were on your way into the sky.
Tim screamed as he watched you pass the top of the manor. “Skyscrapers, fine. Dirt mountain, no."
"Pots.” The platform halted 20 feet above the manor roof. “You have an explanation for that?”
Tim’s face was pale as he stared at the ground. He flailed an arm around so you took his hand and pulled him up and his chest was pressed against yours. “Well?”.
There was muffled yelling from below before Tim could reply and the ground vanished from beneath the two and they were falling.
Tim was panicking but you stayed calm as you noticed Zatanna down below with a large sheet stretched out which caught the two and had them bouncing like they were on a trampoline.
“Raeppassid.” The sheet vanished and you two slammed onto the ground.
“What were you doing?” Bruce asked, dressed in casual clothes in the daylight.
“Proving the existence of the sun.” I rubbed my ass as I stood and hissed.
Bruce raised an eyebrow.
“He doesn’t think my powers are legit, so I’m trying to convince him."
"By launching him into the sky?” Zatanna pinched the bridge of her nose and shook her head.
“It was more entertaining that way.”
You could’ve sworn you saw Bruce smile at that but it vanished in a flash.
“There are forces we don’t understand Tim, just accept that.” Bruce walked back towards the door to the manor.
“What?” Zatanna laughed after him, “you don’t believe in magic either?”
Bruce didn’t reply and Zatanna looked back at you and Tim. “What’s the word people say? Muggles?” Zatanna grinned to herself, proudly. You smiled back.
Tim mumbled to himself as he walked past you two. “Stupid magic. Where’s the science-”
You and Zatanna exchanged a look and giggled.
• In the beginning, he’s a bit awkward but soon gets comfortable in the relationship.
• You need to probably hide his computer or any electronic devices from him. You don’t want to spend time in hospitals no more.
• He loves seeing you happy. It fills him with joy, and makes his tiring day better.
•Let’s get this straight, you guys take a lot of trips to Starbucks.
“Hey Y/N, I’m in the mood for some Starbucks.”
“We literally just went 4 hours ago.”
• You have to force him to sleep.
“Go to sleep.”
Tim hisses and runs to his office.
• He knows when your lying. EVERYTIME.
“Babe, did you go to Starbucks with out me?”
“What? No. Why do you ask such a ridiculous question?”
“YOU LIAR! I LOOKED AT THE SECURITY CAMERAS, YOU WERE ORDERING A CARAMEL MACCHIATO.”
“….Why do you-”
“Don’t question me woman.”
• When he begins to say negative things about himself, you literally flip because he always does this and it makes you angry bc he doesn’t understand how much of a wonderful boyfriend and such a great person he is.
• Cuddling is always the best for both of you.
• PDA isn’t mostly used in this relationship, maybe just holding hands is all.
• HE ACTUALLY IS REALLY FREAKY IN BED. but acts all innocent in the end.
• Doesn’t get so jealous but when it’s comes boys googly eyeing you, he glares.
• Tim just loves you so much. He’s a real sweetheart to you. You’re a blessing to him. He reminds you almost everyday.
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[Send me asks or any request you want me to do for the Batboys. I only do Headcanons! Hope you enjoyed.]
Request: Hi there! I’m new here but I think you’re stuff is great! If your requests are still open, I was wondering if you would write something about cuddling with Tim? I think you’d knock it out of the park, but if not, then I’ll happily read your other stuff!
AN- I haven’t had much experience with writing Tim which is weird because I love him. And I haven’t seen much of any Tim x Reader fics. I hope to get more Tim requests. Hope you like this!
AN pt. 2- just realized you said write something instead of headcanons,,,, totally my fault
-When he would actually get in bed, Tim became an actual cuddle monster – He would just find you so comfortable – At least, more than his desk chair – He would be dead tired from a 48 hour work session and just sprawl into bed – He’d take up most of the room – That would include 75% of you – You didn’t mind, you were just glad he went to bed at all – Eventually you went to sleep too – When you woke up, you were basically a body pillow – Two arms wrapped around your neck and two legs squeezing your hips – You could tell he was deep in sleep and didn’t want to wake him – But your back was killing you! – So you tried stretching slightly but failed – Tim groans and scrunches up his face as he wakes up – “Hey babe.” He rasps – He yawns then snuggles into your neck – Tim falls back asleep for another three hours – It grew too unbearable – You had work later! – You were going to get up but Tim began to kiss the crook of your neck – Maybe he wasn’t so tired after all – No he was, he was definitely tired – “Tim, I have to work later.” – “Your neck tastes nice” – “What the fuck?” – You decided to call off of work because there was no way you were getting out of his grasp – Tim was either on you side, your chest, or had you wrapped up in his arms on his chest – He liked stroking your hair with his eyes closed, – Even with 18 hours of sleep, Tim still acted sleep deprived – He would ask you if you thought aliens would ever come to earth – Then proceed to phone Conner asking about dinner plans – You liked to call this version of Tim “Sleep Drunk” – Basically meaning he slept too much – Whatever he did, you found adorable – Just the way he actually show the affection you missed while he was working for what seemed like an eternity – It made you both feel good – You helped him relax – And he loved you for that
You stare at the lump that is Tim Drake as he yanks the blankets up further over his head, his feet slipping free of the blankets. Cursing, he flops around until he manages to cover his feet again.
“Tim, we promised Bruce we’d come to dinner. Now come on, I’ve let you sleep as long as I could.”
You sit down on the bed beside him and gently pull the blankets down and away from his face. Tim groans and scrunches his nose as he tries to pull the blankets away from you. You dodge his hand to reach out and trace the purple shadows underneath his eyes.
“I’ll get up in a few minutes. Will you turn the coffee on?”
“I already did. I’ve laid your shirt out too.”
You bend down to press a kiss to Tim’s temple, grinning when you see him start to smile. You flip the blankets back over him. You’re heading out of the room when Tim speaks again, his voice hoarse from lack of sleep.
•For a couple years Tim didn’t think that soulmates were actually true.
•As far as he knew Bruce never had one and his older brothers haven’t gotten any signs of a soulmate either.
•So when smudged letters appeared on his arm saying, “Remember to do that thing.”
•He thought that he wrote on himself and completely ignored it.
•It wasn’t until he was out in the night of Gotham fighting criminals that it clicked.
•He didn’t write that.
•That was his soulmate.
•He could give you messages when writing on his skin.
•This got Tim all freaked out and he got a hard punch in the jaw when he zoned out.
•Back at the Batcave everyone could tell something was off about Tim.
•Tim got all nervous, should he write back? Is this how it works?
•He was visibly pale and quickly retreated up to his room after he finished his usual routine.
•Tim looked at his arm again and another text was written on his palm in tiny letters.
•"Chem. is boring" it said with little doodles of circles.
•Tim picked up a pen and wrote, “Chemistry isn’t that bad.”
•What seemed like hours but was only a couple minutes more text appeared.
•"Oh geez, my soulmate writing back in my Chemistry class is not how I imagined.“
•"Well what did you imagine.”
•"Hm, I’m not too sure… like at home where I didn’t publicly embarrass myself by falling off my chair.“
•That made Tim laugh.
•"Haha, I’m sorry about that. You’re alright though?”
•"Yep, you seem like a gentleman.“
•"I like to think that I am.”
•"So did I interrupt you when I wrote on your arm?“
•"A little, I kind of got punched.”
•"Punched!? Are you in a fight club or something?“
•"Something like that.”
•"Sorry about the punch, be safe in your fight club. I have a test I’m going to ace rn, see you soon the future love of my life.“
•Tim had the cheesiest smile on his face from talking to you.
•You seemed so laid back and calm, he’s not usually good at conversation, but with you it seemed natural.
•Although he did look a bit weird when Alfred came to check up on him and he had black pen all over his body.
•Eventually the news broke around the manor that Tim found his soulmate.
•Dick was thrilled, he wanted to know everything.
•Damian couldn’t understand how someone was destined for Tim.
•And Jason just gave a assuredly pat on the back with a thumbs up.
•For a while he always wrote to you after his patrol.
•He got to know that your name was Y/N and he learned about all your hobbies and interests.
•By 2 weeks you two practically knew (almost) everything about each other.
•You found out that your soulmate was Tim Drake by a different way.
•Tim was caught writing on his hand during a meeting and speculations were formed during a news casting.
•So you wrote on his hand “Hey, if I wrote on your forehead would the whole world see it on tv?”
•You saw Tim laugh on camera, but tried to stifle it as he wrote back “Yes, I guess you know who I am?”
•"Tim, they’re playing your meeting on my tv right now.“
•It was out on a random walk to a cafe that you saw Tim for the first time.
•You passed by one of Bruce Wayne’s many buildings and stopped for a bit thinking about if Tim was there.
•You wrote a little message on your palm for him before walking away.
•Tim felt a tingle in his palm and looked to see your handwriting.
•However, it caught his attention that a person 15 floors down was writing on their palm before walking away.
•He realized that it was you.
•Dropping everything he ran down the flight of stairs and at amazing speed managed to catch up to you.
•He tripped a bit and ran into you near the end.
•Looking behind you to see if that person was ok you realized that it was Tim.
•"You could’ve just wrote something and I’ve would’ve stopped” you said with a smile.
•Tim nervously chuckled before getting up,“ I guess I kind of forgot about that. I saw you and I just… all I thought about was seeing you, nothing else.”
hi everyone! it’s my first time writing dc imagines, however i have written for other fandoms 🙂 ! requests are open and i don’t mind for any character! i hope you enjoy and please let me know what you think! ♡
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✧ dick grayson
When he notices that the two of you are underneath a mistletoe, you catch him grinning like a fool. Dick leans in and kisses you with no hesitation, but pulls away when people begin to glance at the two of you.
✧ jason todd
This man has no shame whatsoever. He smirks and keeps one hand on your back as the other rests on your lower thigh, having a heated make-out session right in front of his family. Needless to say, he got quite the sass from Damian for the rest of the night.
✧ tim drake
After he realizes that you two are underneath the mistletoe, Tim just has a heated and shy blush. He gives you a quick peck on the lips and for the rest of the night, Dick and Jason tease his sheepish behavior.
✧ [older] damian wayne
Damian, of course, would believe that certain Christmas traditions are stupid. He would roll his eyes before leaning in to kiss you firmly. Once he pulls away, he intertwines his fingers with yours and says, “Only for you, beloved.”
Cum: Tim doesn’t really care where, but he does care if you’re the one cumming. He loves the way your juices comes into his mouth while he’s eating you out
Dirty Secret: He loooooves being your submissive. Tim was a little ashamed first thinking that you might think less from him but it’s so fucking hot the waay he melts under you
Kink: Orgasm denial, usually when you’re the one holding him back
Toy: Only the basic vibrator and handcuffs. First he thought that your vibrator was some kind of video game control, but oh the things he found that it could do…
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