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Sunset Tower
Pairing: Jason x GN!Reader x BestFriend!Dick
Summary: You meet Jason and Dick on the roof of their favourite tower to watch the sunset
The door closes behind you once on the roof to see Jason leaning against the wall with Dick sitting on it, facing the city. "Hey, Jaybird. Hey, Dick." Both of them turn their heads to look at you, greeting you back.
"Why are you still in your suit?" Dick asks. You push myself onto the ledge next to Jason. "Why are you still wearing yours?"
"Touché."
Jason walks towards you and stands in between my legs with his back towards you.
You look out at the city whilst playing with Jason's hair. "We ordered some food." Dick breaks the small silence. "This is why I love you." you smile at Dick. Jason turns his head towards you, a deadpan look on his face. "As a best friend, you know this." You kiss his cheek. "Good." A smile appears on his face as he turns back around. "I saw you smile, Jay." You look back at the city. He feels your legs being wrapped around his waist.
Shuffles come from the side of you before something leans against your head. Raven black hair appears in the corner of your eye. You lean you head against Dick's head. Removing your hands from Jason's hair, you loosely drape them over his shoulders.
"You better have gotten my favourite drink as well." you comment, making them chuckle. "We did, don't worry." Jason turns around to look at me with Dick getting his head off me. "Good. If you didn't, I would've killed you myself."
Ropes
Pairing: Dick x GN!Reader
Summary: Dick tells you to meet him at some connected ropes looking over Gotham. You have a small moment until another crime comes along
Tilting your head up, Dick is seated up on one of the ropes. Sighing and relaxing your shoulders, your hands grip onto the rope, beginning to go up to your partner. “Out of all places, you decide to come here.”
Finally arriving at where he is, you managed to stand in between his legs, being face to face. “Why’d you bring me here?” you question, taking his mask off to see his blue eyes. “Why not?” he shrugs.
"’Cause we hardly do this.” you shrug back. “How was the mission?” you ask, feeling his hands take off your mask to see your eyes in return. He scans your face, cupping your left cheek. “You’re bleeding.” he states out, worry in his eyes.
"It’s just a small cut, nothing to worry about.” you nuzzle his hand and pressing your hand against his.
Grabbing the rope above you, you swing your body up to stand above his, his mask now over his eyes.
You watch the lights flicker and move throughout Gotham
"I love you.” you hear Dick say. You glance at him, himself staring up at you. “I love you, too.” you smile at him.
Sirens then go off in the distance. Dick stands up, grabbing the ropes also. A side of your mouth rises in a side smirk, “Beat ya down there?”
"Sure." He nods.
You turn my body around and fall backwards, Dick dives with his arms next to his body. You watch his raven hair fly backwards. He looks back at you flipping the same way he's going down, your hair going back as well. "Whoo!"
Yoooo I was wondering if you could write a fanfic about Jason Todd x Reader where Jason and Dick Grayson fight over the Reader but in the end the Reader Picks Jason?
I had the thought of you having the powers of Diego and Five from TUA (mainly teleportation and knife throwing skills). Also I did have another idea for this request but I figured I’d go with this one. And I'm sorry this took so long
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Within the very early hours of the morning, you’re watching from above at the two brothers arguing. It was not much of a surprise, they always had an argument about something.
But what surprised you a bit was that they were talking about you. Hearing your name go between the two had you curious, so you got their attention by asking, “The fuck you two fighting about now?”
At the sound of your voice, it made the two jump, their weapons clutched in their hands.
Once they knew it was you, who’s now sitting on top of a garbage bin, they placed their weapons back into their holsters.
“What are you doing here?” Dick asked.
“Making sure the two of you weren’t dead, dying in an alleyway or getting yourselves beaten,” you replied, leaning back onto your hands and swinging your legs gently. “Since I’ve answered your question, now you answer mine; the fuck were you two fighting about?”
Dick glances over to the anti-hero of a brother, silently asking him to help. “Oh, no. Don’t look at me.”
“I- we-” Looking back at you, he watches you play a knife around in your hand. “He- well, you see, uh, Jason, wanna help?”
“No. You’re doing great.”
Sighing, Dick just gives you the answer. “Jason and I were arguing about who gets to ask you out.”
“How do you know if I’m not going out with someone already?”
“We would know, Stabby.” Jason answers this time.
Teleporting in front of him, he just stares at you, used to you teleporting in front of him. “Would we now, Red? ‘Cause it seems like Birdy doesn’t know.”
“Know what?!”
All Dick gets for an answer is Jason’s hands on your hips to bring your body against his. “Hope you’re having fun, Red.”
As Jason leans in to give you a kiss, he stumbles a bit as you had teleported out of his hold to sit back on the garbage bin. “Sly fox,” he mumbles to himself.
“I’m already taken, Dick. Your asshole brother beat you to it.”
Baffled, Dick just blinks at you. “I- For how long?”
“A few months.” Jason answers this time. “After Bruce’s gala.”
“Does anyone else know?”
“Only you.” After saying that, Dick slumps his shoulders in defeat. “Might never know though.” He looks at you, head tilting in confusion. “Might start dating you too.”
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guys my age - part 3
pairing: team leader!dick grayson x f!reader
warnings: heavy smut 18+ (minors dni), oral (f! and m! receiving), size kink, age gap, language
word count: 2,800+
summary: reader, having only been at titans tower for a short time, finds herself crushing on dick grayson. after all, he’s older, more experienced, and dashingly handsome.
a/n: here it is folks, the third and final part of this miniseries !! buckle up it’s a wild ride. thanks for all of the love, i’m proud of this one <33
part 1 here / part two here
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pairing: titans!dick grayson x female!reader warnings: cursing, I guess, garth’s death and my absolute lack of knowledge of green lantern’s lore. word count: 3,4k summary: leaving the titans was a hard choice, coming back seems harder a/n: definitely not proof read, and it's 3:05 in the morning, so pls be kind with any errors lol
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Outer space was vast. Immense with emptiness, and yet still full of life. The last five years of Y/n life were spent in this vast nothingness, travelling, patrolling, protecting. Her bit of the galaxy gifted by the guardians was her place to keep safe, and where once she had felt safe herself, before discovering the magnitude of this emptiness and the dangers it hid from humans.
Never in her young life had she expected it to take this turn, to grant her a ring and the responsibility to be one of Earth’s protectors. She had just turned fourteen when gifted with a ring of hope, but never did she doubt her abilities, taking the new challenge bravely and joining Earth’s own green lantern on the quest to defend the planet. If only Hal knew the young girl was the one in need of defending.
As many heroes' stories go, Y/n S/n was the product of a tragic life, having lost her parents at a very early age, and since then bouncing from one foster family to another. The “family” she had found herself in at that point didn’t have anything on family and on foster. They couldn’t care if she went missing for days, returning bruised and in pain. They just cared for the money in their bank account at the end of the month. As far as she knew, she was always alone.
Hal Jordan was the first thing to come close to family. Although reluctantly at first, he took her in and trained the young girl to become a lantern just as good as him. With time, he turned into a brother, constantly worrying that the life of a lantern would interfere with her personal life, about her missing school, or getting in trouble with her parents for disappearing for too long, but she would constantly brush off these worries, telling him her family was okay with that. However, when he found out the truth, he got furious. He took her in, made her his ward “just as his friend had done with a young boy he met”. But Hal was often away, be it for lantern duties or his work in the air force, and he was concerned she would feel too alone.
That’s when he heard about the Titans from Batman, the group of young heroes created by his own protégé, Robin, and a few others. Considering they were all of close age, he hoped they would get along, that she would make friends and finally build her own chosen family. So with much arguing and persuasion, he took her to San Francisco to join the young team.
At first, Y/n was careful with the other teen heroes. She didn’t know if she could trust them, or even if they trusted her. But with each mission, each training session, she grew to appreciate their company and little by little they became that family Hal had wished for. However, even within the best families there’s always some conflict and a certain level of distrust, and her greatest source of both came in the form of a green, red and yellow wearing boy: Dick Grayson. The famous boy wonder, self entitled team leader, could get on her nerves like nobody else. Always reprimanding her, always pointing out her flaws. He was unbearable, and sometimes she wished to punch him so hard he’d end up in the other side of the galaxy.
— I told you to stay in formation, not to go rogue and almost ruin the mission, lantern. — he scolded her after their most recent encounter with Cheshire.
— But I got to her anyway, and also disarmed the bomb. You should be thanking me for doing your job, and much better. — she confronted him, knowing very well how to trigger the boy.
— We are a team, Y/n. T-E-A-M. Supposedly these work together, but you wouldn’t have known, as you’re trapped too deep into your own ego to care for anyone else. — pointing his fingers on her nose, his own face getting red and spit coming out of his mouth. Gosh he hated how she could so easily rile him up, how she held a power over him that made everything good turn to bad with single a snap of her fingers.
— My ego?! — she exclaimed, getting even closer to Dick than he already was. — Look who’s talking, Mr. “I made myself team captain because I clearly think I’m above everyone else”. You think so highly of your plans that…
— Enough, you two! — interrupted Donna. — If you keep doing this after every mission I am going to go rogue.
That being so, during her time with the Titans, Y/n had to withhold herself from arguing with Robin 80% of the time. The other 20% were times they were sent on missions separately and she finally could feel at peace. But somehow it worked. The team ran as a connected unit, never missing a beat, one complementing the other as if parts of the same body. But that didn’t last long. They worked well until the loss of a member breaked that connection entirely. With Garth’s death much of that confidence and connection was lost to fear and distrust, and for that there seemed to be no fixing.
— If only you had listened to me. If we had taken care of Deathstroke like I wanted to, Garth would’ve been alive today! — Y/n screamed at Robin as her voice trembled, her eyes soaked and tears rolling down her cheeks like a waterfall. She had told him, warned, that they couldn’t deal with Deathstroke by simply doing whatever shit he and Batman did in Gotham. Slade was too dangerous to be left alive, and death was the only way to get rid of him for good.
— So you want to blame me for something that isn’t my fault? You were the one that pissed him off in the first place. — he responded.
— We all pissed him off, Grayson. Don’t try to put this on me. I could have been as much of a target as Garth and Donna were…
— Don’t say this…
— Or even y-you! — Y/n voice barely made it to the end of this sentence, a lump forming in her throat impeding her from continuing to argue. Tired of all that, Y/n stormed to her room, collected her few belongings in a rush and made her way out of the tower.
— Where the fuck do you think you’re going? — asked the boy wonder, his voice was shaky and covered in a feeling Y/n couldn’t fully comprehend.
— Away! — she replied raspily.
— Away from where?
— From everything! The tower. San Francisco. Earth for all that matters. I want out of here!
Dick was sure her screams could be heard all the way on the street, and just as loud as that was the sound of his heart breaking. The team was over, and there was nothing he could do about it except watch it crumbling down.
Leaving Earth all those years ago wasn’t an easy decision. After all, it was her home. But with the end of the Titans and the destruction of the only thing she deeply cared for in this world, there was nothing holding her down to stay anyways. The galaxy was now her home, where she travelled and visited so many planets she didn’t even know were real. Hal tried to bring her back to Earth with him an uncountable amount of times, but all of them were unsuccessful, and he learned that leaving her be was the best he could do to allow her to heal. When she felt ready she would return.
And then finally, after a bit more than five years, Y/n felt secure in herself enough to consider going home. It was about time, she missed their sun, the food was always superior, and she had to know how he was. Go back to Earth, she would think, You have no home, Y/n.
Upon her return, she expected things to have changed. She expected to see that her old friends had moved on from the crime fighting world, from the hero gig, and left the Titans just a memory. But to her surprise, the present didn’t appear to be too different from what was left all those years ago. Turning the TV on inside her new and tiny apartment, the news shows were all about the apparent reopening of the Titans Towers, about Robin going rogue in Detroit and his return to the city San Francisco with intentions to bring the once beloved team back. Y/n knew Dick was stubborn, but gosh he could go beyond expected. Why would he do that? Who would do that with him? Did Donna or Dawn or Hank come back too? Are they all stupid brainless masochists?
She knew it would sound hypocritical of her, after all she’s still in her position as a Blue Lantern, patrolling a patch of the galaxy where Earth belonged to. But she had no choice, she made an oath to protect and if there was one thing Y/n was never gonna break was a promise. If it wasn’t the oath, Y/n would have quit five years ago. Or maybe not. Being a hero filled a hole in her heart that left untouched would be filled with pain and hurt instead, so maybe she would stay and keep it filled with everything else but her true feelings.
All those questions were eating up her brain and wouldn't let her sleep at night. So deciding to rid herself of all doubt, she searched for the one she wished she had left behind.
Dick had just turned off the last light in the Tower, the whole of the team probably sound asleep by that point, as he so wished to be. Restarting the Titans was an unexpected gift, but also the reconquering of a number of responsibilities that were leaving him gradually more exhausted by the day. A good night's sleep might solve his problem just temporarily, but the temptation of a good rest was always irrefutable. However, just as he entered his room, he noticed the shadow of a person he could not identify in the the dark, and his fight instincts kicked out, but before he could’ve attempted anything, the sweet voice of the one in the shadows sent a shiver down his spine:
— When I came back to earth I expected it to be in a better position than the one I had left it on, but it appears that humans are much more clingy to the past as I thought they would be. —told him the owner of a voice he hadn’t expected to hear any time soon, but that he would have recognized even if hundreds of years had passed.
— Y/n?
— So you want to bring back the team that took so much from us? — she questioned, incredulously, still not daring to look away from the huge floor to ceiling windows. — You want to take kids into the crime fighting world just like the man you hate the most did to you?
Finding Y/n S/n in his bedroom wasn’t in his yearly bingo card, nor his decade one. In fact, he truly thought he wouldn’t see her ever again, with how upset she was the last time they had talked. But, ironically, here she was here and just as angry as she was then. Too much for hanging on to the past, huh?
— This is not what you think. — he declared. Y/n turned to him abruptly.
— Explain to me, then. Why did you take those kids in?
— You’re acting as if you didn’t start fighting crime yourself as a teenager…
— That’s different, — her voice just got louder. — I got chosen by the ring to defend the universe, it’s a special case…
— Don’t come to me with your “I’m special” bullshit, Y/n. Even if it wasn't for the ring you'd have been just like us, and you know it.
— Well, now I know better. Kids are not supposed to be fighting crime, or don’t you remember what happened the last time we were in San Francisco? — shaking her head judgingly, she adds. — You’re unbelievable, Grayson.
— And you still fail to see the bigger picture, Y/n. — Dick counter argued. — I’m not doing this for the sake of having a team back. I’m doing it for Rachel and Gar, for Kory. They’re strays just like one day you and me were, or did you forget how it was to not have a family and desperately need one?
The mention of a family had Y/n stand there, staring back at him without knowing what to say. He knew it was her weak spot, he knew that through it he could make her understand, so poking it was his only choice. And he was right. Y/n didn’t forget. The Titans were not just a superhero team, they were a family just like no other, built of strays with no hopes or expectations, those who lived in someone else’s shadows and desperately tried to strike on their own. Even so, the consequences of bringing the team back were far larger than one would think, and Y/n badly wanted to avoid any more heartbreak.
— Still… Don’t you mind the stakes? Don’t you remember the pain anymore? The hole left by loss, do you want to feel it again, Dick? Because you know it will come, eventually. Much stronger than the first time. — declared her sadly, the feeling undoubtedly resonating in her voice.
— It’s a risk worth taking. — he honestly replied. If it isn’t him, then someone else would do it, otherwise they’d be allowing so much shit to hit earth that he couldn’t even contemplate what future it would lead them to.
— Really?! You wanna risk children’s lives, your life, do you wanna risk all that pain in the name of a mission that never seems to have an end? You had quit, I saw it. And you have no idea how jealous that made me, because I couldn’t do the same. Travelling through the empty void that is space did nothing to soothe the emptiness I felt inside, no crime fighting would fix my heart and you tell me you’re willing to go back to it all when you were finally free? — the burning sensation in her eyes told her news she hoped wouldn’t happen, but at this point, crying was inevitable.
— We can’t be sure if something is gonna happen. It’s a risk worth taking because so far, it has worked for us. We did lose Garth, but remember how much more we had conquered?
— Having you say Garth's death was worth it, Dick…
— You know it was not what I meant. Stop twisting what I say.
Dick was growing infuriated. It doesn’t matter how much time passes, Y/n S/n is still going to try to paint him as the bad guy when he just wants to get on her good side.
— Because you are so damn capable of keeping everyone alive. How about your own life, who’s gonna protect it then?
— My life is the smallest of my problems. — Dick stated nonchalantly.
With that line, Y/n’s heart was shattered. Did he think so little of himself to consider his life worthless? Because to her, his life was worth millions. His life was worth putting her in danger, or sacrificing an entire planet for (perhaps not quite literally, but she did think she’d do anything and everything just to keep him safe).
— Don’t say that! — screamed her fiercely. — Losing Garth already had me broken. I don't know what I would have done if I had lost you! — she answered. Her sight was blurred due to the tears that allocated themselves in her eyes, mostly unbeknownst to her, and her voice felt hoarse, weak. I am weak, she thought. He knows.
And he did now. He felt nauseous at first. If his thought process was right, if what she said was real and not a product of his imagination, she… liked him. Liked him enough to not want to lose him, even hypothetically. Dick was astounded. Never would he believe, if anyone had told him before this night, that Y/n S/n was any level into him. He thought she would rather see him burn over something like this. But it all made sense now, all the fights they had after he put himself in danger during missions, all those arguments when he ended up hurt. She cared about him, him.
— Y/n, what do you mean? — questioned him carefully, approaching her ever so slowly. He feared if she saw what he was attempting, she would flee like she did after their last talk.
— Nothing… — she said while drying her eyes. Stupid, stupid, stupid. — I have to go.
Y/n felt disoriented. She had guarded herself so well all her life, and here comes this stupidly good looking guy, with his stupidly charming smile, breaking her walls and making her feel so… small. Trying to collect herself, she fixed her shirt and rushed past her old “friend”, but her attempt failed when she felt his strong hands holding her in place.
— I know I would’ve gone mad if I had lost you. — he confided. Coming onto his own senses, Dick realised all he wanted was her safety too. Her health. Her happiness. Her smiles everytime the team would fight for the front seat, the remote control or about what movie to watch. The sparkle in her eyes everytime she would make the most eccentric creations with her ring. He wanted her to have the family he knew she wished for, he wanted her cared for and loved. And even more, he wanted to be one proving her all of it. — I wouldn’t have made it if you were the one to have gone. If you were gone… so would I.
Hearing his confession, Y/n body stopped working. It didn’t respond to her head saying go, or even to her heart telling her to kiss him right then and there. All these years of hatred made her believe he truly despised her. She thought he would hate her for leaving, for being selfish, for hurting. She hated that pain and herself for feeling it, making her a fucking coward. But all this time, he was hurting just like her. He was a coward too, she thought. A silly, stupid, and lovable coward.
— You are incredibly stupid, you know. — she quipped.
— And you are the hardest person in this world there is to love, Y/n S/n.
At the sound of the four letter word, Y/n body was revived like a dead battery after a push. It erupted with an energy not even the ring had made her feel, and without a single thought, without wasting anymore time, she kissed him. Passionately, lovingly, intensely. She kissed him for all the lost years, for all the accumulated anger he made her feel. For never stopping being that boy full of hope and determination, and the hardest of heads she’s even known.
Y/n loved Dick Grayson. She always did. And from the way he kissed her back, she knew he did it too. That his words were not lies of his to try and get her back. She felt his love, his passion. She wanted to feel it more and more and more…
— Stay with me… — he requested, voice mixed in between heavy breaths. — With the Titans.
His forehead laid on hers, his eyes were closed as if praying she'd say yes. Even if her mind kept telling her it was a bad idea, that bringing back the team was dangerous, her new found softness for him begged her to say yes. To stay. To build again the family she once had, but now in the right way, with him by her side. With a sight, and a desire of getting intoxicated on him once more, a desire that was making her lose all her senses and certainly her mind, Y/n answered:.
— I’ll think about it.
Unbelievable. With a shake of his head and a soft, breathy laugh, Dick held her face in his hands and kissed her once more, giving her what her eyes were begging and knowing damn well this time she was gonna stay. She was gonna be with him, and there was no way he’d let her go.
She was home. He was her home.
Hello how are you? I love everything you write and I'm obsessed with Dick Grayson. You could write Dick being obsessed with his pretty girlfriend (we readers) I like these stories where he is obsessed in a way that is not crazy and violent. Usually when they write Yanderes it ends in violence, I don't want anything crazy or violent. Can't a man be obsessed with his girlfriend without ending up like that? please
Heyy im doing well, thank you for asking. I love "pretty girlfriend (we readers)" lmao yes we are pretty readers
Obsessed Dick Grayson x reader
Once dick realizes that what he has with you, what he feels for you and what you mean to him is so much more than his past relationships. Like those relationships don't even come in sight to what this is. He loses it a little.
All of a sudden his easy charms, flirtatious nature and playboy game is just gone and that too when he needs it most.
He gets flustered easy and its really weird for him aka Mr most desirable man in dc.
But don't worry , he learns how to work around those palpitations and blushing-by throwing himself into acts of service. Bringing you water without you even saying by realizing you've been swallowing more than average. Making you dinner which comes out of the oven the second you walk into your home by timing your "I've left work" message and the time on google maps ( or maybe just a tracker on you with your permission)
On the same note..HE IS SO OBSERVANT!! like how did you know that y/n wanted chocolate muffin when she likes trying different flavours every day? oh you analyzed her taste pattern and since she had a fruit in the morning, she will want chocolate? oh okay not weird at all dick
That cringey ginny scene from harry potter of her tying his shoelaces? Yea he sort of does those type of things really often. YOU CANT BLAME HIM OKAY ITS YOUR FAULT MAN HAS LOST ALL HIS RIZZ.
He gets so much more jealous. Like in his past relationships, the girlfriends were jealous not him. He was the one being hit on by everyone. People don't even hit on him as much cause rather than him making charming talk he is just standing behind you, head on your shoulder talking sweet to your ear. In fact it has happened on multiple occasions where he just didn't hear someone because he was busy looking at you in the dress you were wearing. also if you guys ever had a fight in the beginning of your relationship about you being insecure ...he will make sure there is a 4 foot stick between him and any other girl who tries touching him. Will jump onto a chandelier rather than let another girl touch him and risk your relationship . you tell him that its okay and you know he isn't reciprocating their feelings and that he doesn't have to jerk away while loudly saying "no no where's y/n WHERE IS MY Y/N" but he doesn't care nothing comes between him and his baby.
He drops stuff too, forgets whatever line he was about to say and um he has giggled when you complimented him once( but you guys don't talk about that anymore)
He just sort of learns to live with it since this just shows how much he loves you and well..there's no fixing it. And he'll find new ways to fluster you.
i hope this was somewhat you were looking for, have a good day!
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i’m a batman girl at heart, sorry clark.
(R = request) ( ❥ = fluff) (❦ = angst)
Batboys/Batman/Batsis/Batfam:
BRUCE WAYNE
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DICK GRAYSON (not yj)
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JASON TODD
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TIM DRAKE
After hours. (R)- f!r- she can take care of herself, man.
DAMIAN WAYNE
Older Brother HCs (R)- gn!r. damian as an older bro
BATSIS
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BATFAM
Azalea Isley (R)- gn!r- you bring home a villain gf
Young Justice:
DICK GRAYSON (yj)
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WALLY WEST
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KALDUR’AHM
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ARTEMIS CROCK
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CONNOR KENT
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M’GANN M’ORZZ
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GLITCHED
PAIRING: Dick Grayson x Fem!Reader
SYNOPSIS: Y/N L/N, codename 'Metis' has always been extremely intelligent. Because of this, she was immediately placed under the watchful eye of the big bad bat. She was recruited for a team of specialized teenagers a 'Young Justice' as their technical analyst, 'girl behind the chair' , or their 'Tech Support'- hilarious.
STATUS: In Progress
Young Justice: Season 1
Table of Contents
Chapter 00: Prologue
Chapter 01: Welcome to Happy Harbor
Chapter 02: Drop-Zone
Chapter 03: Schooled
Chapter 04: Infiltrator
Chapter 05: Denial
Chapter 06: Downtime
Chapter 07: Bereft
Chapter 08: Targets
Chapter 09: Terrors
Chapter 10: Homefront
Chapter 11: Alpha Male
Chapter 12: Revelation
Chapter 13: Humanity
Chapter 14: Failsafe
Chapter 15: Disordered
Chapter 16: Secrets
Chapter 17: Misplaced
Chapter 18: Coldhearted
Chapter 19: Image
Chapter 20: Agendas
Chapter 21: Insecurity
Chapter 22: Performance
Chapter 23: Usual Suspects
Chapter 24: Auld Acquaintances
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A/N: Hey guys! I hope you are ready to dive right into the first season of Young Justice! I love the 'girl behind the chair' idea and can't wait to make Y/N a part of it! I will be updating soon, keep your eyes peeled! <3 Thank you!
— dating dick grayson
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PAIRING: dick grayson x fem!reader WARNINGS: there is some nsfw content underneath the cut (i labelled it so it can't be missed). there are also mentions of fighting, cuts, bruises, general vigilante stuff. SUMMARY: just some cute (and some spicy) headcanons for dating our beloved nightwing
NOTE: I love writing for this character so much — specifically because I've heard from sooooo many people that my boyfriend looks exactly like him. It actually became such a recurring joke with my friend group that we dressed up as Dick & Barbara Gordon for homecoming. But the resemblance is so uncanny it's actually insane — hence why I love this character so much. I hope you guys enjoy this thing I wrote at three in the morning!!
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Dick is so protective, just as a person. Of family, of friends, and especially of you.
If you're a Titan like him, he's the first to jump to your side in a fight — not because he doesn't think you can handle yourself (he knows you can) but because he can't bear not having you in his eye line during a fight. If something were to happen when his back was turned, he'd never quite be able to get over it.
In the middle of the fight, he's constantly shouting to you, asking if you're okay, if you need help. And after the fight he's the first one to you, asking if you're hurt.
And if you're a civilian and you somehow get caught in the middle of his work? Oh my God this man will lose it. His top priority disappears and is instantly replaced by making sure you're safe and well out of the way of danger.
The 'patching up each other's wounds' trope is strong with Dick
He always wants to know how and why each little cut and bruise got there
❝ Wait, where did this one come from? ❞ ❝ Remember when the guy pulled out all those little throwing knives? ❞ ❝ Ah. ❞
I feel like his love languages are words of affirmation and physical touch — he loves both giving and receiving them.
He'll always pull you aside to tell you he loves you before he goes into a fight.
He'll reassure you with forehead kisses instead of kisses on the lips. They just feel more safe and comforting.
But the ultimate way he makes you feel safe and comfortable is by cuddling. He loooooves cuddling.
Nothing makes him happier than wrapping his arms around you and holding you tight to him. He loves falling asleep that way, tangled up together, because it lets him know that you feel completely safe around him.
He knows he can be an imposing person, so he always does his best to make you and everyone else feel safe around him.
And let's be honest, that man is a giant teddy bear.
But he can be pretty scary when he wants to be.
Like I kind of said earlier, if someone is messing with you, he's the first one to be by your side to defend you
At the end of the day, he loves coming home to you and knowing that you'll be there for him every step of the way.
ੈ✩‧₊˚ nsfw — mentions of hickeys, oral (f & m receiving), praise, roughness, fingering
Dick is a pretty selfless person — he's always concerned about other people, he's a bit of a people pleaser, etc.
Thus I firmly believe he's a giver over a receiver.
They don't call him Dick for nothing—
He also definitely has a praise kink, both for giving praise and receiving it.
His favorite, of course, is calling you a ❝ Good girl ❞ and telling you how well you're doing.
He loves to go down on you. There's nothing he finds more beautiful than looking up at you from in between your legs, seeing your face contorted in pleasure as he brings you over the edge.
He also looooves when you pull his hair. It's a sign that he's doing well at making you feel good. This ties in with the whole praise thing.
He never pressures you into anything and always makes sure to get consent before doing something.
He also loves to wake you up by going down on you. He obviously asked for consent the night before, but he just loves the surprise of it.
Or he'll even just wake you up by pressing kisses to your neck and gently fingering you
It isn't until you're awake and moaning that he'll smirk at you and say good morning.
The auDACITY
And if you want to go down on him? I mean...he won't refuse.
I don't think his initial instinct is to be very vocal, but once he feels perfectly comfortable and safe with you, oh Lord is he vocal.
He's a very gentle person in general, but every once in a while he needs to let off some steam.
You'll come back from a fight and you'll barely have the time to shut the bedroom door before he's pulling you to him and kissing you.
The suit stays ON
He can get a little rough, but he always makes sure that you're okay with what he's doing.
But he loves after care — and he's great at it too
Like I said earlier, he's a cuddler, but if you're both up for it he'll jump in a shower with you
He doesn't normally like to leave marks because he doesn't want the others to start asking questions, but every once in a while he likes giving you a hickey or two.
But he places them strategically on your collarbone, where they'll be just barely hidden by your shirts and revealed by the merest tug on the neckline (and yes he does take advantage of this)
You're a little more enthusiastic about hickeys than he is
Luckily, in his, er, line of work (???) hickeys can more often be explained away as bruises
Like if it ever gets brought up, he just brushes it off.
❝ What's on your neck? ❞ ❝ It's uh, just a bruise. ❞ ❝ Oh. Looks like a hickey. ❞
Dick will just kind of freeze up, caught of guard by the directness of that statement, and you'll just smile and wrap an arm around him, pressing a kiss directly to the so-called ❝ bruise. ❞
I'm sorry this is just so fucking cute
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Hmmm..."It's been so long" with Dick Grayson please? Congratulations on reaching 3k!
The warm, buttery rays of sunshine that spilled across his cheeks and the bridge of his nose made sleep more impossible than ever. Dick wondered what time it was. Based on the fact that you weren’t fast asleep next to him, it had to be some time past eight.
He had stumbled into the apartment around three and found you fast asleep, something he was grateful for. He hated coming home and finding you fighting sleep in an attempt to check if he was injured. Only after promising you repeatedly that he would wake you up if he needed assistance did you start going to bed at a more reasonable time.
The bedroom door was shut, separating him from the rest of the apartment. He could hear Haley’s claws scrabble along the laminate tile floor and you were humming along to some song he couldn’t make out. The speakers were on low, an attempt to make sure he didn’t wake up.
He pushed off the mattress and made his way to the bathroom. The faster he brushed his teeth and did the three step skincare regimen you had got him to do, the faster he could join you.
What he wasn’t expecting to find when he walked out of the bedroom was you cradling Haley in your arms as your dance partner as you caterwauled along to a High School Musical song. Your face lit up at the sight of your partner, but you didn’t stop singing along to Breaking Free. Dick chuckled and leaned against the wall to watch you, his arms crossed over his chest. But you weren’t having it. You leaned down and let Haley wriggle out of your arms before you lunged forward and grabbed Dick’s hands, tugging him into you.
“You are the music in me,” you crooned. Laughter filled his voice as he tried to sing along with Troy’s part. Neither one of you were in the running to get a Grammy, but he didn’t care. All he needed right now was the feel of your hand in his as you dramatically spun into his chest and pressed your back to his chest. You threw your head back once the chorus picked up, your head pillowed on his shoulder.
He gave up trying to follow the lyrics and instead buried his face against the soft fabric of the shirt that covered your shoulder. It was one of his shirts and he appreciated seeing the way it fell across your body, inflaming some latent possessive desire that rested in his soul. Giggles erupted from your lips and your body shook against his as the song faded out and some early 2000s Jonas Brothers kicked in.
“It’s been so long since I heard these songs,” he said. “Do you have a playlist?”
“Mhm,” you hummed. He rested his hands on your waist and swayed back and forth. He relished in the way you sank into his touch and trusted that he would always keep you standing.
“I also have blueberry muffins in the oven,” you added. “Morning, baby.”
“How much longer on those muffins?”
“Twenty-three minutes.”
“Wanna make out on the couch?”
“Abso-fucking-lutely. I’ll even let you touch my ass.”
Dick didn’t mind waking up to an empty bed if this was the result.
AHHHHHHH
dancing in the middle of the night w Dick Grayson is clogging my brain
like he is holding you close by your waist and your arms around his neck just swaying slowly together on the balcony while constantly saying how much you love each other!!! and a really sweet kiss after<3
DATING HEAD CANNONS - DICK GRAYSON
(there is no nsfw!! also no pronouns are mentioned!!)
(please don’t reblog!)
the start of your relationship
honestly when your first started dating you were really confused why he would constantly have bruises and gashes on him, or why hr just disappears. i feel like it you guys would get in a fight about him keeping BIG secrets, and like he would accidentally tell his secret and your just standing there wide eyed!!! he would probably be so scared that you’ll get scared and leave him. you end up giving him a huge bear hug mumbling “you better not die”! AND THIS MAN WAS OVER THE MOOOOOOOOON!!!!
he would be such a romantic! he will flirt all the time with you but it would be VERY common when you guys first started dating! he will ALWAYS hold your hand and would never let go because he’d be scared if you just vanished! he would immediately introduce you to the batfam! i feel like Damian would rly love you! like at first he was kind of distant but he warmed up to you later and wouldn’t let you be!!! dick probably has to beg Damian to let you be so he can spend alone time with you!
actual relationship hcs :)
STOP HE WOULD BE THE BIGGEST SWEETHEART EVER!!!!!!! you would get small and big gifts! i feel eventually you’d feel a bit bad that he is spending so much money on you but he genuinely insists that its fine!!!
dates would be the most fun thing ever!!! you guys either stay at home and just chill, cuddling just in each others warmth! or you guys would dress up and go to a fancy place!!
he is in love with your lips!! he loves how they feel against his, how warm and soft they are! he loves the colour of your lips (i have a darker top lip and hated it for so long! but you all are pretty so please dont ever hate your lips or anything about you!)
he always has to be touching you! not in a sexual way though! like he loves to pull you close by wrapping his arm around your waist!!
HE GIVES THE BEST HUGS
after a tough night your sweet face makes it all worth it!!!
overall ♾/10 boyfriend
have a great day/night and drink water!!!