Request: y’know the little trope of the younger brother saying he’s going to date/marry the older brothers gf? could you do that with Damian saying he’s going to marry Tim’s s/o telling them why he’s ‘better’ than ‘that Drake’ and he’d probably lowkey meaningfully threaten poor Tim? XD I think it’d be funny
A/N: Have a very Merry Christmas (Eve), lovelies!
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Everyone knew that Damian had a major crush on you. It was simply too obvious to ignore. The only thing stopping him from confessing his feelings was none other than your relationship with Timothy Jackson Drake, his adoptive brother.
You and Tim have been dating for about three years now, and ever since he met you two Christmases ago, Damian has found himself wishing you were his.
How could someone as perfect as you love someone as annoying as Drake? He knew for a fact that he could treat you one-hundred-percent better than that annoying pest. But how could he get you see that?
Well, it took him a couple of hours to think of a plan, but Damian soon found a solution to his problem. He would have to get you to kiss him under a mistletoe. Only then would you register your love for him.
It wasn’t as easy at it sounded though. You were constantly by Drake’s side and it irked him every time you two would kiss. He even teamed up with Todd to gag over it.
Glaring at the sight of you playing with Drake’s hair, Damian quickly put his plan into action.
He glanced over at the mistletoe hung high on the doorway, and smiled a pleased smile. Unbeknownst to him, everyone (but you and Tim) were trying to disguise their laughter.
“Y/N!” Damian exclaimed, rushing over to you. He eyed the hand Drake had on your thigh before swiftly kicking his brother’s shin.
As Drake winced in pain, Damian grabbed your hand and pulled you up from your spot on the couch. You sent the preteen boy a confused and slightly dazed look as he literally dragged you over to the doorway.
“Damian, what on earth are you doing?” You asked, glancing back at your boyfriend who was rubbing his aching tibia.
Damian, noticing that your attention was elsewhere, pulled you harsher towards the mistletoe. You, not wanting to trip or fall, turned your head back around and stared at the younger boy in bewilderment.
As you both came to a stop, you blinked. “Was that really necessary, Dami?” You asked.
You could hear Jason and Dick cackling with laughter, Bruce telling them to be quiet, and Alfred’s amused chuckle. This left you even more confused. What the hell was going on?
Damian took in a deep breath. Seeing as he was slightly taller than you, due to his genes, he looked down at you with unusual nervousness written all over his face.
“I will marry you one day, Y/N!” Damian suddenly declared, shocking you.
“Not a good way to start off your confession, demon spawn!” Jason said, still howling with laughter.
Damian growled angrily at the antihero before looking back at you. “You will realize sooner or later that you’ll need a real man, not a weak, unqualified fool like Drake.”
“I’m sitting right here!” Tim called, rightfully annoyed.
Damian rolled his blue eyes, “But you won’t be for long if you interrupt me once again.”
That was when you warily decided to look up.
Mistletoe. Great.
You, like everyone else in the room knew that Damian somewhat liked you. The kid wasn’t as good as he thought he was at keeping his feelings hidden.
Hating the hopeful look Damian was giving you, you sighed.
Not wanting to hurt his feelings, yet not wanting to awkwardly be his first kiss either, you slowly leaned closer to him, and…placed a sisterly kiss on his cheek.
– If you didn’t have to go to the bathroom so bad you’d probably just lay in bed all day cuddling.
-While your in the bathroom Tim decided to get up and, god bless him, starts making the first pot of coffee.
– You join him in the kitchen and attempt to make breakfast.
– You say attempt because the man’s fridge is practically empty except for eggs and the most eclectic collection of take out containers, condiments, milk, and thankfully eggs.
– You promise yourself that your next date with him will involve going to the grocery store and buying actual groceries.
– You make do and cook him the best breakfast that you could with your limited means. But either way he’s super impressed because WoW!!!!!! You can cook!
– “It’s only eggs.” You insist “Well I burned the eggs the last time I tried to cook them. I’m just glad one of us can cook.” He replies.
Prompt: What about a one shot of Tim having a model of a girlfriend and the batfam doesn’t realize it until they look in like a Victoria’s Secret pink magazine and they’re like woah seriously your girlfriend is a model? And then Tim just kinda blushes and is like it just never came up in conversation (requested by anon)
“Victoria’s Secret huh?” Jason asked picking up the lingerie magazine, looking judgmentally at Dick who had it just sitting on his coffee table.
“Hey. I have a girlfriend, she the one who likes reading it.” Dick said defensively as Jason started to casually flip through the pages of the catalogue.
“Sure …” Jason trailed off. Suddenly he stopped on a particular page and his eyes comically shifted between the model on the page and Tim.
“What?” Tim asked with a sigh.
“Are you – Is that… ” Jason struggled to find his words while still shifting his gaze between the magazine and Tim. Tim rolled his eyes and took the magazine from Jason to see what had him looking like he was doing rocket science. When Tim looked down at the page he was met with you posing for the camera.
“Oh yeah. That’s [Y/N]. She mentioned something about a lingerie shoot a couple of weeks ago.” Tim commented casually with a shrug.
“[Y/N]. Like your girlfriend, [Y/N]?” Jason asked incredulously.
“Yes. Why is that so hard to understand?” Tim asked, a little annoyed at the insinuation of Jason’s words.
“Well … she’s a model.” Jason said.
“And?”
“Why didn’t you tell us before?” Dick piped up before Jason could dig himself into a deeper hole. Tim simply shrugged.
– Yes he accidentally walked in on you changing but he makes no attempt to act ashamed about it. Surprised? Yes. Ashamed? No.
– “Shit! Sorry!” He starts to apologize. “Hot damn [Y/N]! I’m one lucky bastard.” His eyes appreciatively take in your form. “You haven’t gotten lucky yet, asshole.” You tease launching a pillow at his head.
Damian:
– When he sees you he isn’t quite sure what to do. He knows that he should look away but he is just caught captivated by you. He’s paralyze in the though of your curves and how soft your skin looks.
– He breaks out of his trance when your eyes meet and you jump in surprise. His cheeks turn bright red and he mumbles and apology before leaving.
– You later use your new found paralyzing agent to your advantage when you’re ready to take that next step in your relationship.
Bruce:
– He had just gotten done with patrol and decided to crash at your place for the night. He had done it a couple of times and you were always happy to share your bed and cuddle with him.
– You were in the middle of taking a shower when he collapsed onto your bed and you didn’t realize he was coming over so you just walked out in all your glory to grab a towel that you had forgotten. He lifts his head slightly to acknowledge you only to catch a glimpse of your naked form before you sprinted to cover yourself with a towel.
– He was already half asleep when all this went down so he reassures you in a deep sleepy voice that he didn’t see anything before quickly falling back asleep on your bed.
Dick:
– It doesn’t really phase him. That boy is running on like maybe an hour of sleep at that point and he just needed to go to the bathroom. He doesn’t even really notice you’re also in there until you call out to him in surprise.
– “Shit babe! I’m sorry I didn’t realize you were in here.” He’ll apologize casually before leaving without any real rush. “God Dick! If you wanted to start acting like an old married couple you should have just said so!” You call back.
– Your relationship actually becomes more open after that. He’ll start changing in front of you and your a little more open about it too. Like the two of you just don’t even care to even bother acting shy about it anymore.
Tim:
– Tim is really super fucking embarrassed. As soon as he realizes that he walked in on you he immediately covers his eyes and tries to back out the door the way he came.
– He’ll probably trip over the door frame on his way out of the bathroom and fall on his face. You’re immediately at his side to see if he’s alright. You have to give him credit though he’s still shielding his eyes from looking at your naked body unsolicited. And your like “Babe, you’re my boyfriend it’s fine to look. Are alright?”
as requested by anon Tim and Damian like the same girl
Damian stared at Tim, his foot hitting the floor nervously.
Tim hadn’t seem to notice the, now teen, kid bedside him. He had other things to do, other cases to solve and putting up with Damian’s shit was unthinkable at the moment.
“I have been glaring at you for more than 17 minutes, Drake!” Damian shouted, finally not being able to keep it in him any longer.
“And I have been ignoring you, because I have important things to do!”
“I have to talk to you about (y/n)!”
“What about her?” Tim questioned before he had a chance to think of it. Words just fell out of his mouth so easily when someone talked about her and-
Oh, yeah, Damian had a crush on her too. Like this kid couldn’t have been more demanding, he was asking to have Tim’s -almost- girlfriend now.
“Basically no! I know what you’ll say. Please Damian I have to work. Go bug Dick or Jason!”
Damian was taken aback from the older ’s words, his head turned to the side as if he was a puppy.
“Just let me ask for her hand! You can have her now, but once she grows up she’ll be my wife, deal?”
Tim looked at Damian laughing so hard that he had to hit his hands on the hard walls of the caves.
“She’s so much older than you, little one!”
“I’m not little!”
Damian crossed his hands before his chest and his face got more serious now. Red from anger he spit to Tim with all his might
“She’s too young for you too! You” he stopped, he had to control himself as he did not want his head to burst from anger.
“Damian she’s sixteen. I’m a gear older than her. You’re three years younger than her. She will not agree to marry you!”
“Not now at least…”
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Things were so awkward. You had been invited by Bruce Wayne in the manor to discuss about a scholarship, and also stay for dinner, because Tim wanted you to meet his brothers, apart from Damian, of course.
You currently sat sandwiched between Tim and Damian, who were reading out to help you with every simple movement you made. Damian did even ask you of you wanted him to hold your glass while drinking water from it.
The other two boys were Dick Grayson (of course you knew Dick! He was a super hot persona and maybe, just maybe he had declined a modelling job in the past. You weren’t sure), and Jason Todd, the one Tim had warned you would be harsh, but turned out to be the most fun one to you. What surprised you though was Bruce. He was a man who, despite all his wealth, was as simple as someone with not such financial power could get. He assured you, you’d be getting your scholarship all while you nodded and tasted the delicious food his butler had made for you.
You noticed the atmosphere was hectic, right after you excused yourself to go use the bathroom, as your parents would be arriving to collect you any minute. It was Damian who caused all of it. You could figure from the loud voices that Bruce was ordering him to sit, while he argued with someone, maybe Tim. You feared, the boy hated you. That you had created family conflicts in the Waynes’ house.
Nevertheless, once you came back to the dining room, you started greeting everyone.
“Good bye (y/n). I look forward to seeing you again!” Said Jason as he gave you a slight oat on the shoulder.
Dick greeted you with a warm, genuine hug; your friends should never know, poor Dick would be devoured by them if they knew you met him.
“I hope we made a good first impression girl!” He said and you nodded in his arms.
Bruce’s hand extended and tightened around yours, shaking it. firm handshake for a form man huh?
Lasts one to greet you were Alfred , that butler and Damian. You smiled to both, run your hands through Damian’s hair too and left with Tim.
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“My parents are around the corner! Thank you so much for inviting me here tonight Tim! I loved it!” You smiled to Tim, so happy he couldn’t see your blush, and placed a kiss on his cheek.
“I can’t wait for when you come again!”
“I’ll come , of your brother allows me… did you see the way he looked at me when I told him I could hold my glass by myself?”
Tim sighed at the memory of Damian’s stupid actions. Although, he figured that maybe now was the only time he could confess. And he’d use Damian’s crush on you..
He was prepared for a pretty sick beating afterwards, already.
“Look, uhm…” he trailed off, his hand resting on the back of his head “Damian had that stupid crush on you. He’s jealous because…”
“Because?”
“Because I’m…”
At the sound of your parents’ car arriving behind the silver railings he acted too fast and almost mechanically.
He placed his lips on yours and kissed you, with as much experience he had.
“Because I like you too…”
You smiled and kissed him again, whispering on how you’d love to meet him tomorrow afternoon so you could talk about it.
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As Tim walked down the stairs to the batcave, his fingers darted on his lips, on the spot you had kissed him, feeling as star spangled as ever. He was on cloud nine and on his way to tell Dick the news.
Of course, Damian jumped in front of him, a frown all over his red face. He seemed so angry as he looked upon Tim. He felt so jealous, so betrayed! Tim had betrayed him in the worst ways! “How could you?” he spat aggressively at Tim.
“It was so amazing! I could not control my self!”
“KEEP YOUR FILTHY HANDS AWAY FROM MY FUTURE WIFE!”
“No…” Tim casually said “she’ll never marry you Damian! Get it over with!”
Damian turned his back to Tim and jumped up the stairs to head to his room, making sure to make his last words audible
Requested by Anon – Tim Drake X reader imagine where Bruce brings a puppy (the reader) home and the puppy sleeps with him, but when he wakes up he finds the reader snuggled into his arms. Tim recognizes her from all of his classes, and that she is also his big time crush, the reader returns the feelings too.
“Master Bruce, I hope you haven’t brought home another stray,” Alfred questioned as he and Tim watched Bruce jump out of the Batmobile after patrol. Tim wasn’t able to accompany Bruce tonight due to a head injury he had received the night before.
“I found this one with one of the Penguin’s goons,” Bruce explained, reaching back into the car to pull out a fluffy white puppy.
“Isn’t this the fifth one this week?” Tim commented as Bruce handed him the puppy. He held it in his arms as the puppy wiggled adorably. “Where are they all coming from?”
Bruce walked into changing area of the cave, talking louder in order to be heard. “The Penguin is taking too many measures to protect these puppies. Something is happening here.”
“Could he be stealing them?” Tim suggested, rubbing his thumb across the puppy’s mouth. He laughed as the puppy licked him in response.
Alfred cleared his throat as Bruce marched out of the changing room in simple t-shirt and sweatpants. “While I’m sure an investigation will be necessary, we must think of what we are going to do with our new visitor. It is too late for me to take it to the pound.” Tim could have swore the puppy’s eyes narrowed at Alfred’s words.
“We could just keep it for the night,” Tim suggested as the puppy licked his face. “That way we could run tests on it.”
“Agreed,” Bruce stated, walking to sit down in front of the computer. “Tim, start a basic blood test, and Alfred can find a place for it to sleep tonight.”
“Wonderful, sir,” Alfred said with a dry tone as he left the cave. Tim smiled at the puppy in his arms, happy that he finally got to keep one even if it was just for the night.
“Come on, puppy,” Tim cooed, ignoring the look he got from Bruce. “Let’s go take a blood test.” The puppy barked happily, burying it’s face into Tim’s chest as Tim walked towards the medical bay.
None of the tests amounted to anything, leaving Bruce frustrated to no end. Tim was a little disappointed, but the puppy kept him from feeling too bad about it. It was the cutest thing he had ever seen, and the puppy seemed to crave his attention.
“We should re-run the tests,” Bruce grumbled. Tim nodded absentmindedly as he was too taken with the puppy in his arms. The puppy yipped at him.
“I have prepared a bed for the pup as you requested, Master Bruce,” Alfred informed as he entered the medical bay. “I will take the pup now, Master Tim.” Alfred held out his hands as the puppy whined.
“The puppy doesn’t seem to like that,” Tim argued, holding the puppy close to his chest. “Can’t it stay with me tonight? It likes me.” As if to support Tim’s words, the puppy barked and licked his face. Tim chuckled, shifting the puppy to one arm while wiping his face with the other. Bruce and Alfred watched Tim with slight wonderment.
Alfred raised a eyebrow. “If the pup happens to make a mess in your bedroom, who will clean it up?”
“I will,” Tim insisted, looking away from the puppy. “I wouldn’t do that to you, Alfred.”
A small smile of approval slipped onto Alfred’s face. “Of course, you wouldn’t, Master Tim.” A yawn broke out of Tim as he did his best to cover it with the puppy in his arms. “Perhaps it’s time for you to retire for the night.”
“Yeah, sounds good,” Tim relented, cuddling the puppy into his chest as he headed towards the stairs. “Good night, Bruce. Good night, Alfred.”
Once Tim was out of hearing range, Bruce turned to Alfred. “He seems pretty taken with it,” Bruce commented, narrowing his eyes at the computer. He continued typing as Alfred cleared his throat.
“I believe it will be good for the boy. After all, it’s healthy for him to have something outside of his night work,” Alfred explained. Bruce just grunted in response before returning to work.
When Tim finally arrived at his room, he let the puppy go. It started running from the moment it’s feet hit the ground. The puppy circled the room twice before plopping itself in front of Tim’s feet. Tim laughed, scooping the puppy to place it on his bed.
“I’ll be right back,” he promised before entering his bathroom to get ready for bed.
A few minutes later, Tim exited to find the puppy sitting in the same place he had set it down earlier. “You didn’t have to stay right there, you know,” he teased as the puppy barked happily at him. The puppy stayed where it was until Tim climbed under the covers. It trotted over to his side, curling right up beside him. Tim started to gently pet the puppy’s head.
“Good night, puppy,” Tim yawned with his eyes falling closed. The last thought in his head was of the warm presence by his side.
Tim woke the next morning to the feeling of someone shifting closer to him. He didn’t think anything of it until he felt a human leg slip between his own. His eyes snapped open only to find a naked human girl snuggled up to him in the same place the puppy was last night.
“Woah,” Tim exclaimed, scooting away from from the girl. He was so surprised by the new presence in his bed, he scooted completely off the bed. Landing with a loud thump, the sound woke the girl in his bed.
Your eyes snapped open upon hearing the noise. You looked down at yourself, smiling when you saw you had your body back. Though, you blushed when you noticed you were naked. Holding the blankets up to cover yourself, you peeked over the side of the bed to see what the noise was.
Tim’s eyes were wide when he saw your face peeking down at him. His mouth dropped open as his mind went blank from shock.
“Hi, Tim,” you giggled when you took in the expression on his face.
“(Y/N)…” Tim gasped once he found his voice. You were one of his classmates, and his crush. He had been secretly in love with you for years. “How…what…where…?”
“Yeah,” you answered. “I will explain, but can you get me some clothes first?” A blush burned onto your face that was equaled to the blush on Tim’s.
Tim cleared his throat before scrambling to his feet. “I can do that, yeah…,” Tim stuttered, averting his gaze from you. You held the blankets tightly to your chest as Tim clumsily searched for clothes. He tossed you a t-shirt and some sweatpants, and you crawled underneath the covers to slip them on.
“So, why are you here, and what did you do to the puppy?” Tim asked shyly, keeping his back turned towards you.
“I was the puppy,” you replied simply, climbing out of the bed now that you were fully clothed. You touched Tim’s shoulder, letting him know he could turn around. He turned slowly to face you, his ears burning red when he saw how good you looked in his clothes.
“How?” Tim whispered, his voice cracking.
“It’s a long story,” you moaned, sitting back down on the edge of the bed. “I was walking home from school yesterday, and these big men grabbed me. They stuffed me into this chamber thing, and next thing I knew I was a puppy.”
Tim went into detective mode. “Did you get a good look at who took you?”
“No, not really,” you mumbled, shrugging your shoulders. “I thought I heard some kind of bird squawking, but I’m not sure.” Tim nodded, sitting down next to you. You just continued talking. “It wasn’t so bad being a puppy, except when that smelly guy had me. But then, Batman showed up and took me with him. And suddenly you were there, so I just wanted to stay with you.”
“You wanted to stay with me?” Tim choked, his entire face turning red.
You smiled flirtatiously at him. “Of course, you were the one person I knew. Besides, I’ve had a crush on you for the longest time.”
“You do?” Tim exclaimed, his eyes almost popping out of his head. His heart stopped beating for a moment.
“Of course, I do. Who wouldn’t for a guy that is as handsome as you,” you answered, nudging him gently. Tim’s body burned at the place where you touched him.
Tim pursed his lips before deciding to speak. “I have a crush on you too.”
“You do? Get out of here,” you teased, smiling joyfully. “I am so glad you were the one to sleep next to me. I can’t imagine what would have happened if you hadn’t insisted I stay with you.” You blushed, eyes wide with horror. “It would have been so much more embarrassing.”
“Oh, it’s alright,” Tim assured as his thoughts drifted back to when your naked body had been pressed against his. When his body grew surprising warmer, Tim shook the thoughts out of his head.
Suddenly, a knock sounded from the door. “Master Tim, it’s time to wake up,” Alfred announced, opening the door. He stepped into the room, but froze when he saw you sitting next to Tim on the bed. “What is this?”
Tim jumped up, holding his hands up in innocence. “This isn’t what it looks like, Alfred…”
“Tim’s right,” you interrupted, standing next to him. “I was the puppy…”
“And she turned back into a human in the night,” Tim finished. He bit his lip when Alfred appeared unconvinced.
“Whatever you say, Master Tim. I expect to see you and your guest downstairs for breakfast in twenty,” Alfred ordered, turning to leave the room. “The pup should be brought down as well, Master Tim.”
“But Alfred…,” Tim began, but Alfred had already left the room. Tim let out a groan before he collapsed on the bed. “This is going to be a mess.”
“Sorry,” you mumbled, looking at the ground.
Tim sat up quickly, taking your hand in his. “It’s not your fault. You didn’t know you would turn back over night.”
You squeezed his hand. “I’ll just grateful Batman found me when he did, I’d hate to have turned back when I was with that smelly man.”
Horror stuck Tim’s heart as he thought of the possibility. “I’d get in trouble everyday if it would prevent that from happening.”
“Thank you, Tim,” you said, leaning down to place a light kiss on his cheek. Tim’s face turned completely red. “I’m going to use your bathroom first, if that’s okay?” You turned away from him, walking towards his private bathroom.
“Yeah, go ahead,” Tim responded, grinning like a mad man. He felt as if he was in heaven until an enraged voice echoed throughout the manor.
“Tim’s has a what in his room,” Bruce raged as Alfred’s calm voice echoed after him. Tim gulped, dreading what was to come. Everything would be alright once Tim was able to explain, but getting passed Bruce’s rage would be a challenge.
You peeked your head outside of the bathroom door, looking at Tim. “Are we going to be alright?” you asked with a slight shake in your voice.
Tim just smiled at you, taking in your beauty. “We’ll be fine,” he answered, knowing that no matter what happened, he was glad you were the one to magically appear in his bed.
He falls asleep on his desk on top of whatever papers he’s been going through, and he’ll sleep there all night if you let him. Fortunately, you make sure he actually gets into bed and gets some real sleep.
He’s got one of those big detective-show-style bulletin boards with red thread connecting important news articles/pictures/bits of evidence. You tease him about it sometimes, but mostly you think he looks cute when he’s focusing on adding something new.
Tim celebrates the most ridiculous anniversaries, and he always remembers them. Like, “it’s been one year since the first time you held my hand” or “it’s been a month since we went to that fair and rode the ferris wheel”
He isn’t great with PDA and probably won’t initiate anything, like, ever, but if you start it he’ll get pretty snuggly.
You’ll be getting an “I love you” every few minutes when you’re at home, and even when he’s away he sends you texts or leaves little notes around the house, sometimes with flowers or other little things like that.
Tim’s a terrible cook. You’d think he’d be better than the other Robins, since he was raised in a pretty normal family, but he burns everything- mostly because he got distracted with something else, or he forgot an in-between step like adding eggs or something. The two of you usually just get takeout.
Tim Drake would be horrible at handling PDA, so he’s probably not going to initiate much of anything. If you end up giving him little kisses all over his face, hold hands, kiss his knuckles, give Eskimo kisses, etc. he would become such a flustered mess. (He’d also be secretly happy about it but shhh you’re not supposed to know that.)
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