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.
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.
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.
Warning: fluff, the drunken shenanigans of college students,
Summary: Based off Dress by Taylor Swift “all of this silence and patience, pining and desperately waiting // my hands are shaking from holding back from all this”
When you received your scholarship to Gotham University, you expected a world-class education, late nights of cramming and crying in the library. Nobody told you that you’d become a borderline functional alcoholic, drinking over the recommended limits on a regular basis to smooth out the rough edges of your mild social anxiety. So, tonight like any other Friday night, you’ve been dragged to a house party. You’re one hundred percent sure you wouldn’t want to attend unless it wasn’t for him.
The party is in full swing when you arrive. Your friends disappear and filter into different rooms. It’s odd because there’s not one single party of occurring – there’s maybe six occurring at once. The house is ratty, damp and pungent of weed. There’s a makeshift disco in the basement with stolen road signs demarcating the DJ booth, someone’s located strobe lights (which should have come with an epilepsy warning). There’s a furious game of beer pong taking over the kitchen, which looks like a toxic waste dump. You also spy a massage train in one of the open bedrooms but doesn’t dare venture in.
Tim Drake is a friend of a friend, a regular customer at the coffee shop you work at. The only way to describe your relationship is a flirtationship.
Flirtationships are the worst. Because they’re almost romantic, you’re in the process of maybe, almost falling in love. Almost, but not quite there yet. Almost has the potential to be one of the most tragic words in the English language. It’s a word filled with the bitterness of second place, of dreams that never quite came to fruition. But at the same time, it glimmers with the promise and excitement.
Request:@kittycatcomander: Hey could I request number 9 for Robin!Tim Drake? I don’t know if you still are doing these so no need to rush this, thanks! And @anonymous: #9 with Tim Drake (red robin) please???
Summary: You use a pick-up line on your boyfriend, Tim.
Prompt(s) used: 9. “What? It’s for science.”
Word count: 339
Warning(s): none!
A/N: so, I decided that I will do these two requests since they are basically the same requests, just with different ages. I hope you two don’t mind!
You scrolled through your phone with one hand, the other occupied with running it through your boyfriend’s soft, raven locks as he rested his head on your lap.
You glanced down at the teen, seeing that his eyes were closed but you know he really wasn’t asleep. Just, as he put it, ‘resting his eyes,’ for a bit.
Bored of your phone, you locked it and put it to the side, leaning into the couch with a sigh.
Suddenly, an idea popped into your head.
“Hey, Tim?” You spoke up, lips curling upwards into a small smirk.
“Hmm?” He hummed, eyes still closed.
“Can I be the phasor to your electron and take you to an excited state?” You replied, trying not to burst into a fit of giggles.
Tim sat up quickly, eyes wide and cheeks flaring; which caused you to laugh loudly at his reaction.
“W-what was that?!”
“What? It’s for science.” You grinned, giggling at his flustered state.
“How, exactly?”
“By experimenting my pick-up lines to see how one would react to them.”
Tim blinked, shaking his head as he let out a huff.
“I can’t believe you.”
“Come on, don’t tell me that you didn’t think it was good.”
“If it wasn’t, then I wouldn’t have reacted like that.”
Tim pouted slightly at that, his cheeks heating up slightly at remembering the pick-up line you told him.
You stifled your giggles at the sight of him, smug inside that you were the only one that had that type of effect on him. Oh, how you loved that.
Toad's Cave 