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Love Bites - Dick Grayson Headcanon

➔ The first bite was out of nowhere.

➔ You both were cuddling on the sofa and watching a random show that was on TV. He pulled you closer, wrapping his arm dangerously close to your mouth. At that moment you felt so loved by the man that you did the only logical thing that came to your mind.

“Ow! What was that for?” Dick jumped; his reaction was more of a surprised one than actual pained.

You just shrugged, “I just love you so much,” you replied innocently before turning your attention back to the TV.

➔ It confused him to no end. Why you felt the need to express your love by biting him?

➔ The second time you randomly bit him was on a random morning.

➔ He was eating cereal by the sink while texting on his phone. It was very early, and while you were extremely sleepy after a long shift at the pub, you couldn’t help but wake up due to the lack of warmth by your side.

➔ You hugged him from behind, leaning your cheek against his back as you whined sleepily causing him to chuckle at your morning neediness.

➔ At that moment, you don’t know what came over you, but you felt such a wave of passion and love towards this amazing man and you didn’t know how to express it.

➔ You bit the back of his shoulder.

➔ And again, he was confused. “You bit me again.” He turned to you, speaking with an amused chuckle.

You shrugged like you did the first time, “Couldn’t help it, I just love you so much.”

➔ Your bites didn’t hurt, but they sure as hell were confusing. Why did you feel the need to express your love by biting him?

➔ After a quick survey and research, he realized those kinds of love bites were more common than he thought.

➔ And honestly, in a weird – Dick Grayson – way, he felt honored when he understood what those bites truly meant. So, when the next bite happened, he was ready.

➔ It was a rainy weekend night; a true-crime documentary was on the TV as you both were cuddling on the sofa comfortably. He hugged you closer to him, and once again, his arm was dangerously close to your mouth.

➔ You bit him.

➔ Just this time, he wasn’t startled by the sudden random act, nor did he question it.

➔ Dick just chuckled in amusement, kissed the back of your head lovingly, and turned his attention back to the TV.

➔ Satisfied, you did the same.

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Dick mindlessly drummed on your legs that were resting on his thighs, something you’d grown accustomed to as you sat or laid together on the couch. “What song is that?”

“The Batman Song.” He told you. “I made it up on patrol when I was a kid. Still get it stuck in my head sometimes.” Dick explained and you laughed at him, turning down the TV.

“Sing it for me.” You propped your head up on the side of the couch and awaited a serenade, watching Dick dramatically clear his throat with a smirk and raised his hands, ready to tap his rhythm again.

“Da na na na, na na na na, Batman!” Dick awaited your reaction and you stared at him with an entertained smile. “That’s it.”

“It’s so…you.”

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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

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Lowkey wanna make a mini-series where Y/N was in a relationship with Iron Fist, but he disagreed on her violence and anger, so they broke up and when SHIELD is forced to stay with the League while their helicarriers are getting fixed, Danny sees Y/N again but this time, she's in a relationship with Nightwing and much angst ensues.

CALL MY NAME

Danny Rand x Y/N x Dick Grayson series

Warnings: cursing

Part 1

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"I cannot believe you! I was doing my damn job!"

"Y/N, we don't send the bad guys into comas," Danny said to his girlfriend in a warning tone, which scared the living shit out of the other members of the team. Danny Rand? Being mildly infuriated? You might as well say that Sam got ahold of a bomb.

Y/N and Danny had been having a rocky couple of weeks. Y/N didn't hesitate to use her previous Widow training against their opponents, especially if they were villains who endangered the lives of others and even killed. Danny used to excuse her behavior as PTSD or just that it was all she knew being brainwashed, but it went too far this time.

"Would you have preferred that I let him kill that kid?!"

"I'm not talking to you like this. You're being unreasonable," Danny replied, his arms crossed. He preferred to have this conversation behind closed doors and not infront of his friends.

"I'm the unreasonable one?! When I kick your ass at training, annihilate Captain America's record, then I'm the perfect girlfriend!" She grabbed his arm, making him turn back at her and stop walking. He ripped off his mask, his chest slowly starting to rise and fall faster as his green eyes stared into her soul.

"What do you want from me?!"

"I'm being serious. We will talk about this later."

"Do you love me?" Y/N asked him, surprising everyone and Danny looked shocked.

"Why are you-?"

"It's a fucking yes or no question, Danny. Do you love all of me? All of the good? All of the bad?" She was tired of fighting. She knew she had issues, but those couldn't be resolved overnight. She knew she loved Danny because he had no bad parts to him, and he was the sweetest soul she had ever encountered.

The silence was tense as she stared at him, pleading with her teary eyes for him to say yes and that he was sorry. But Danny knew he couldn't lie, not to her.

"I can't do that, Y/N."

He. . .can't. It's not that he doesn't, it's that Danny Rand cannot love every flaw and every crack on her. Y/N slowly let go of his arm, pulling away both physically and mentally.

"Then I guess that means we're done," She mumbled, eyes staring into the ground as she tried to contain the tears. It felt like he had lied to her their entire relationship. Did he never love all of her? All of the broken that the Red Room had done to her? Never having a choice in life? Never being taught how to love. . .until she met him.

Maybe. . .it wasn't love.

Maybe it was never love.

"I guess so," Danny clenched his jaw, aware of how much he just hurt Y/N with his words but he needed to let her know. What she does isn't okay, and he felt like loving her was just enabling it.

Ava did her best to console her. She knew better than anyone that she truly loved Danny. Y/N rejected him the first time he asked her out simply because she was scared that if she let anyone in, they could easily walk right out. And right now, Y/N felt like she wouldn't be feeling this way if she just ignored her own feelings.

Y/N couldn't stay. She never felt like she fit in with SHIELD, but this was the icing on the cake. She knew that staying would mean having to sit through hours of mission reports just sitting far from Danny, and having to resist the urge to stare at him. Having to stop herself from playing with his blond hair, from staring at his eyes, from being near him.

And the next day, Fury had to inform the team that Y/N had abandoned ship and decided to go out on her own. That no one knew where she was going, as a Widow always knew how to cover her tracks.

All they knew was that they may never see her again.

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four years later. . .

"Isn't this the third time the helicarriers have gone down?"

"Yup, but it's the first that we'll be working with the Justice League! Woo!" Sam cheered as they made their way to a telephone stand with cleat instructions from Fury.

"That was nice of them to offer up their base like that," Ava commented, "do you think they have a weight room?"

"Have you seen Superman? They'd be crazy not to," Luke said.

"We just. . .go through here?" Peter asked, looking at the telephone booth with confusion.

"I think so," Ava grabbed the instructions from him, "yeah, that's what it says."

"What an odd transportation," Danny mumbled as everyone rushed inside, immediately regretting their decision and Ava questioning why she was still with them.

"Not all at once! Idiots!"

"Someone get out! I do not want to look like this infront of Batman!"

"Guys! Guys! It's making noise!"

Their bodies fizzled as they were transported to Mt. Justice, where the team was waiting to welcome in the heroes from New York and explain where they'd be staying and the missions they might be going on.

Only for all of them to be dogpiled ontop of eachother and the first person they see is Nightwing.

"You all okay?"

"Yeah! Yeah, just. . .chilling," Sam replied as Ava shoved him off of her and immediately got up to introduce herself.

"Sorry about them, they're idiots. White Tiger, nice to meet you," She shook his hand, hoping that Black Canary wasn't there so she didn't make a fool of herself infront of her idol.

"Nightwing. Wanna meet the team?"

"Did you all go in at the same time? Blue, Robin, and I did that once. Didn't work out so well. I actually vibrated too much and I think I almost lost my arm-" Impulse immediately started ranting to the newcomers, speeding from each person to get a good look at their new roommates.

"Sorry about him. Speedster," Blue cut him off, "Blue Beetle, this is Impulse."

Luke smiled, "Fitting names. Luke Cage."

"You don't have an alias?" Robin questioned.

"Never really thought of one, and never liked the one I had-"

"Don't tell me you've started the welcome without me, babe."

Danny felt like his heart stopped. It couldn't be. He hadn't hears your voice in four years. No ones been able to find you for four years. Everyone froze as Y/N feet walked across the floor, walking past her previous teammates and towards Nightwing.

"You're late," Nightwing turned to her as she planted herself next to him, Danny in complete shock that you were only a few feet away from him.

"Sorry, had to stop Icicle Jr. from robbing a bank. Better late than never," Y/N smiled up at him before planting her lips on his. The kiss was quick and sweet, but to Danny, it felt like a lifetime.

Turning back to her old team, her hand on her hip, she finally had the courage to say,

"Hey guys, I've missed you."

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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.

Day 27 - Uniform

Pairing: Dick Grayson x gn!reader

Warnings: if you’re under 18, get out of the kinktober tag and go read the books you have for class

Summary: You come home and Dick is wearing his uniform. Nol not that one. But maybe that one too.

Note: ok first of all, I’m so tired of writing smut, I’m sorry y’all. Second of all, ACAB! But the person who requested this asked police uniform even tho canonically he wasn’t a cop for that long in the comics

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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.

“IM NOT A KID”

Dick x Reader | Y/n aka Robin just saved dicks ass |

tw: u got daddy issues don’t you squidward (iykyk) …. that’s why u reading this 🤣,

• smut, age gap, reader is nineteen and consenting

UNEDITED CUS ITS 4am 😘

⚠️STOP DON’T READ IF SENSITIVE⚠️

“You must be Dick, I’m Y/n the new new robin” you helped him up and smiled as he gave you a confused look . you stuck your hand out so he could shake it

“How did you know I was here?” he wiped off the dust off his suit and fixed his mask. “Batsy sent me and you’re welcome by the way” you rolled your eyes and pulled down the skirt to your robin outfit

“Buy me a drink will ya? meet back here in five i gotta change” you smiled and went to go change.

*

“So you’re the new Robin… but you’re a-“ you cut him off because you already knew what he was going to say. “A girl? yeah so? I just saved your ass” the man chuckled “Yea that’s fair”.

the bar tender approaches the two of you from behind the counter “what can i get for you”. “I’ll take a beer and uh strawberry lemonade for her” he looked at you scanning your features like he was trying to see if you were underage. the bartender nods and walks away to make them. “What are you like sixteen?” he says laughing. “Funny but I’m almost nineteen so technically old enough to drink… grandpa ” you whispered in his ear and rolled ur eyes.

he felt flustered by your sudden move of going close to his ear. “How’d you end up with Bruce?”. the bartender hands you two your drinks and leaves the little area you two are occupying. “it was a year after Bruce lost Jason , i was almost taken advantage of but I fought them hard and he was impressed and took me in” she took a sip of her drink and awkwardly smiled.

“And your family?” he asked taking a generous sip of his beer. “My mom was murdered when I was 15 so I’ve been alone for a while, and I never knew my dad.” he gave you a sympathetic look it almost made you want to cry and embrace him. “I’m sorry y/n” he rubbed your hand with his thumb.

“Is Jason still around or should I say the red hood?” he grinned at you. “Yes he came back to live with Bruce at the manor, sometimes they don’t agree but Bruce really loves him and JJ is sweet to me” you stirred your lemonade and chuckled

the tension between you to was thick you could literally cut it with a knife. dick starred at you like you were the only girl in the world, you wanted to believe in love at first sight but you were way to realistic for that kinda mindset. maybe you were attracted to him because you never had a father figure in your life besides Bruce but hey i don’t judge .

“Why robin you couldn’t be a batgirl? i could see you in babs old suit” he smirk at you. “He told me I could be batgirl once he found another respectable robin” you laughed . “Well looks like you’re gonna be stuck as robin forever, I mean how can u even fight in that skirt ? what if it’s cold or raining?” he asked looking deep into your e/c eyes with his hazel ones.

“I manage! That’s what makes me the best Robin this far cus I can fight in a tight ass skirt and in those ugly ass pants from my winter suit”

*

you two have been talking and laughing for hours after a while you asked him if he’d like to come over to your apartment ( bruce gifted it to u for ur eighteenth birthday) he said yes without hesitation. Dick bought beer and you called a taxi to take you two to your apartment complex it was NICE like as nice as gotham penthouse apartments get .

*

It’s been an hour and you two sat down in your living room downing more beers. “how old are you?” you drunkly said while drinking more of your beer. “I’m turning 28 next month” you grinned and took off your big sweater . “I like how it feels to be around you , we basically spent all day together just talking about my problems and the way u validate me-“

he took you by surprise when he kissed your forehead and rustled your hair like you were a little girl. “I get what you mean kid.” you rolled your eyes and smacked his arm annoyed. “I’m not a kid ok” it took him by surprise when you jumped on his lap and started to kiss him like his kiss was the cure to your issues… maybe it was or maybe you just wanted to kiss him. he kissed back passionately but then pulled away. “We can’t, I should go”

“I know you want me i can feel it poking , nobody has to know ok! It’s not like I’m in love with you” you started kissing his neck and he groaned when you began grinding on his clothed manhood. “Yes keep doing that” his voice started to crack he moaned and groaned as you grinded harder it felt so good.

He pulled off your shirt and unclamped your bra and you took off his button up and started kissing up and down his chest he threw his head back. “Let’s go into my room” you got up from his lap and lead him upstairs to where your room was.

when you got to your room he grinned and threw you on the bed and began sucking your breast and using his other hand to play with the other one. “D-Dick please” your sounds were like music to his ears

*

you sank into his manhood bouncing up and down your noises made him even harder and his praises made you leak with pleasure “Good girl keep going” he grabbed your neck and you moaned as he kept squeezing harder with each thrust.

in the morning you smiled when you saw dick bring you breakfast in bed. maybe this was going to be a whole thing, good forbid if Jason found out 😏

EEK that was my attempt at smut forgive me if it’s bad or to weird 😭 i wanna be an romance author so this was practice :) I’ll get better with time 👌