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[conradsmirrorball]

The Better Robin, the better lover.

Pairings: Batfam x batsis, batsis x Roy Harper

summary: It’s Valentine’s Day, and the Batbros are fighting over who is most likely to get a flower arrangement.

warning: fighting, mentions of death.

a/n: And the Cupids Fourteen love stories continue. Hope you guys are enjoying the series! Lots of love

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Dick Grayson walked down the stairs in the Wayne Manor heading towards the kitchen to sneak some snacks but his little trip stop when he spotted a beautiful flower arrangement neatly placed on the kitchen counter. Before he had time to pick the card of the flowers his actions where interrupted by Jason Todd entering the room.

“Don’t get near my flowers” he said emphasizing on my flowers.

“Your flowers? Who even got you flowers?” He said inspecting him up and down.

“ I have many lovers, Grayson. So they obviously sent me flowers. Now keep your dirty hands off it” Jason exclaimed, slapping his hand away.

“You can’t just assume these flowers are yours. It’s obvious that the flowers are for me, they are literally f/f, my favorite flowers. So I highly doubt that those flowers are for you. Now step aside and let me thank the person who got me those”

“Answer me this Dick, when have you had a stable relationship that your partner would send you flowers? Exactly, now move”

“Why do you find the need to offend me? I’m not the one that had commitment issues, look at yourself ” Dick said looking at Jason knowingly.

“Die and then you can judge my commitment choices” He muttered, pushing him slightly.

“I already did, asshole. That’s why I’m judging, you can’t use getting brutally murder as an excuse for everything, ” Dick said, pointing his chest several times.

“Dick, listen to what you just said because right now you’re really living up to your name” he said even louder face to face to him slapping his hand away.

“My names not Dick you ass. It’s Richard so joke on you” he said pushing him back. Both of them started pushing each other back and forth each time being harder.

“Oh! They look beautiful” Tim Drake said entering the frame and pushing past his brothers to look at the flowers.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Jason and Dick said at the same time looking down at their brother. Tim turned around to them, glaring at them.

“Please, Jason. I don’t want to get personal but you never leave this house and if you do, it’s for your vigilante bullshit so they wouldn’t know you live here and you, none of your situation ships are giving you such expensive flowers so move and keep on walking” Tim said smelling the flowers leaving two angry guys to stare him down.

“I’m sorry that you are so in love with your little boyfriend. But you literally couldn’t say it better, they are too expensive for you boyfriend to buy it” Dick responded.

“Are you trying to assume my boyfriend is poor?” Tim said, turning towards him.

“You said it not us” Jason responded, making Tim yell at him. The three of them yelled at each other making a huge ruckus. Bruce passed by watching them fight which made him quickly turn around back to his room. A few minutes later Roy Harper walked into the kitchen standing near the three boys.

“Guys?” Roy said but none of them answered after a few minutes of trying to get their attention.

“What!” The three of the yelled at Roy.

“Why are you guys fighting right now?” Roy asked separating them.

“We are trying to figure out who got us these flowers” Dick responded agitated, looking at him.

“Oh, that’s what this is about? Easy, I got the flowers” Roy responded with a shrug.

“See! I told you guys it was mine! Thank you so much Roy” Jason responded, giving him a side hug.

“You’re welcome? But just so you know this isn’t for you” Roy responded confused.

“What?!” Jason exclaimed, pushing Roy out of the hug.

“Ha! I knew you would eventually come through” Dick said, hugging Roy.

“It wasn’t for you either, Dick” he muttered.

“You disappoint me, Harper” Dick said, letting him go.

“I’m flattered Roy” Tim said walking towards him to walk him but before he did Roy spoke.

“Guys, it’s not for any of you guys. Did you even read the card?” Roy asked, looking at the trio. All three of them shook their heads, not making Roy roll his eyes.

“Well for who isn’t then?” Tim asked, raising his eyebrows.

“Oh, hi Roy!! I just wanted to thank you for the gifts” Y/n said walking in with chocolate covered strawberries in her hand.

“Y/n?!?” The trio exclaimed looking between the pair. Roy quickly blushed covering his face.

“What?” She asked, confused taking a bite of the chocolate covered strawberries.

“The flower arrangements are for you?” Dick asked, raising an eyebrow.

“The flowers, the chocolate covered strawberries and the plushies are for me, why?” She said looking at her brothers.

“I just can’t believe you and him or even better, you with anyone” Tim said looking at the flowers.

“What can I say, I got the romantic genes in our family” She said winking at them.

“You did not” Jason glared at her.

“I’m the only one that got a gift, so..” she said with a laugh making them roll their eyes.

“Just wait until you read the card” Roy responded with a small smirk. The three of them leaned into the flowers picking out the card reading the little note. All three of them angrily gasped at what they read.

“To the better Robin! That’s just insulting”

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[am-the-renegade]

“Of firsts, comfort, home, safety, and warmth.

Yellow was the sun. Yellow was light. And it was warm, secure, like being bundled up in a quilt so perfect around your form, you let it stay despite being motionless. But you didn’t want to move at all.

Or an arm, perhaps, holding your shoulders close to a body you could lean on even when you don’t feel so tired.

It was yellow you saw, looking out from a tower so high, legs dangling from a height so dangerous, but you didn’t even care. And neither did Tim. You knew he felt the same, when your head suddenly felt too heavy for you to lug around, forcing you to lean onto his shoulder so tastefully warm like none other can give you.

A kiss to your forehead lulled your eyes closed and you held onto his firm arm. Still, you saw the color seep through your eyelids, with it being so bright you wouldn’t miss it even with them shut.”

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3 birds 1 stone

@batarella

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[determinedkitty24]

Youngest!Batsis x Batboys

I just had this sudden idea, plus I already did an "being the oldest" one soooo.....plus I need to post more....

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I don't even need to say it. Overprotectiveness to the highest level.

Spoiled af.

Everyone loves you. EVERYONE.

Being the sassiest biotch.

Creating a zoo with Damian in the manor.

Free rides from Jaybird every weekened.

Obsessing with cereals with Dick.

Beating Timmy in every video games.

Alfred's little angel.

The manor's life and little bundle of joy.

Movie nights every Friday. Some little touch of pillow forts, pillow fights, and tickle wars.

The media snipping only few to none pictures of you. Your gigantic of brothera and father acts as your human shields every time you go outside.

When you were younger, there is ALWAYS someone with you. When you're older, every minute you are bombarded with texts and calls. Or maybe your father put trackers on all of your belongings. Or maybe, everywhere you go, there are shadows above hopping and hovering on you.

Being annoyed on how protectice they are.

Being closest with Damian. Although, when you first arrived, Damian was the meannest to you.

You building a flower garden with Alfred for the boys. So the boys can have a place to be at peace. Also, the boys helping with gardening sometimes.

Being the only one to get through to Bruce whenever he gets too unreasonable.

The #1 source of joy to these family.

Cass, Kate, Steph, and Babs kidnapping you sometimes to have some girl time. Claiming that the boys never shares you.

Your laughter always echos throughout the manor. It lightens all the stress in the boys' bodies.

Cooking with Alfred.

Food fights.

Fashion shows.

Bruce just cannot comprehend how you get to have all the boys, the girls aren't surprising, join in your mini fashion show game.

Superman thinks that's your superpower. It's just so amazing and funny.

Whenever you get kidnapped, they always have a heart attack.

They just don't want to see you hurt. Worse, lose you. Your death would be far too much to these family. Take care of yourself.

[rainydayfiction]

Late Night

Jason Todd x Reader

Hello people of tumblr! This is the first fan fiction I’ve ever completed and posted anywhere! I hope you like it, even if just a little bit.

I’m in love with the bat boys, especially Jason, so I thought it would be good to kick off this blog with a fic for him.

It’s more of a drabble than anything, but I hope you enjoy it all the same. Please forgive any off formatting mistakes; I’m still trying to figure out how tumblr works...

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1153

Jason Todd x reader

Jason comes home from patrol to find you waiting up for him.

Jason’s muscles ache as he hauls his duffel bag up the stairs of the apartment complex, his legs protesting every step. It’s nearly four in the morning, later than he’d expected. His pit-stop at the Batcave for stitches and a shower before coming home to you had cost him time, but he tries not to think about that. It’s better than making you worry over him when he comes back to your shared apartment bleeding and grimy from patrol. Even though you worried no matter what.

The TV is on when he enters, quietly playing the news. The banner across the bottom of the screen reads ‘Bats Frontline Major Drug Bust’, the reporter currently on-air droning on about the night’s incident. Jason stoops to take off his boots, setting them next to your much smaller shoes near the door. He drops his duffel bag in the living room, and his keys in the bowl sitting on the shelf to jingle against yours before he crosses the room toward the light in the kitchen. You sit perched on the counter, wearing one of his much-too-big hoodies and a pair of pajama shorts. Your feet kick lightly underneath you, covered by the bat-patterned socks Dick had given you as a gag gift last Christmas. There’s a recently-baked plate of his favorite cookies on the counter, and Jason feels his heart warm when you look up and set your phone on the countertop as he finally approaches.

“Hey,” you greet him, voice soft. You smile at him warmly, and the weakness in his knees suddenly has nothing to do with the strain from patrol.

“Hey.” He comes to a stop against the cabinets, arms wrapping around your waist as he settles his body between your legs on the counter. “Sorry I’m late... You could’ve gone to bed—you didn’t need to wait up for me.” He leans in just a bit to press a kiss to your lips, his head coming to rest on your shoulder as he nestles his face against your neck.

“Someone’s tired,” you comment, and Jason grunts in response. “It’s ok. I was watching you on the news.” Your fingers reach up to card through his hair, and he feels you press a gentle kiss against his temple, easing the last traces of tension from his limbs. A quiet sigh of content leaves him, and you pull his face up off of your shoulder to hold it in your hands. “Are you alright?”

Jason’s been expecting that routine question, and his lips quirk up at the corners. One hand lifts off of your waist to settle over your smaller one on his cheek, and he turns to kiss your palm lightly. “Right as rain, sweetheart. Alfred stitched me up—mostly just sore, now.”

You nod quietly, pulling him in to kiss his forehead before you pepper more little pecks over his cheeks and the bridge of his nose. A tired chuckle leaves him, and his thumb rubs circles into the small of your back.

“That’s good,” you murmur, “they got you and the guy with the knife on camera... I was worried.” Your fingers slide down his chest to his left side, gently probing at the slightly raised skin that indicates the stitches under his shirt, right below his ribs.

“It’s alright, the bastard just clipped me. Wasn’t all that deep, and you know how Alfred is.” Despite the worry in your eyes, you have to giggle, and Jason’s heart flutters at the sound.

“Yeah. He always takes such good care of you and your brothers...” You smile fondly, your arms coming to loop around Jason’s neck, which you promptly snuggle into just as he’d done a few minutes prior. He hums and runs a hand through your hair, nudging you toward the edge of the counter.

“Come on, let’s get to bed. I’m tired as hell, and I think you are, too.”

You make some quiet sound of agreement against the fabric of his shirt, your grip tightening a little as your boyfriend picks you up by the backs of your legs and starts to amble into your shared bedroom.

Jason leans over to set your feet firmly on the carpet, crossing the room to pull the blinds down. He makes a detour to the bathroom to brush his teeth, and by the time he pulls back the covers on his side of the bed you’re already waiting for him. The vigilante smiles again as he settles down on the mattress, stretching his arm out to you out of habit. You tuck yourself against his side with a practiced ease, head resting on his shoulder and an arm draped over his waist. Jason’s fingers absentmindedly stroke up and down your back, and you sigh happily.

“Do you work tomorrow?” He inquires softly, to which you shake your head and kiss his chest.

“No, I asked for the rest of the week off. Do you or Bruce have another case yet?”

Jason hums and kisses your forehead, nose nuzzling into your hair as your warmth and the softness of the sheets starts to sink into him.

“Not right away. If you’ve got free time, I’ll take off too. This whole drug ring business was a drag. A break sounds nice...”

Another quiet sound of agreement leaves you, and somehow you manage to snuggle even closer to the lump of muscle and body heat you’ve claimed as your pillow. A break does sound nice. The bats had been running around and planning for weeks to set up this case, gathering information and resources, until they finally had enough to act. The end result was one of the biggest drug busts in recent years, with more than fifty criminals in custody (or hospital beds) and an entire sector of Gotham arguably safer. Which was good enough news for you: less children and teenagers getting involved in the nasty business or caught in the crossfire, and your boyfriend coming home relatively safe and unharmed. You find yourself dozing off after just a few moments, the steady rise and fall of Jason’s chest under your cheek and the strong, warm weight of his arm around you lulling you into a content slumber.

Jason looks down at you fondly, your hair threaded between his fingers and your breath soft against his skin. It’s nice, he thinks, to have someone waiting for him at the end of the night. His muscles are still sore, and his stitches sting dully. But now, with you tucked under his arm and the smell of your shampoo surrounding him, the Red Hood couldn’t care less about any of that. He presses one last kiss to your temple, soft and loving and so sweet he’s certain his teeth are rotting, and buries his nose in your hair. He’s asleep before he knows it, the most at peace he’s felt in a long time.

[conradsmirrorball]

The better brother

Parings: Jason Todd x Reader. Dick Grayson x Reader Summary: Jason loses his best friend to his brother in the worst way possible.

warnings: love triangle, indirect cheating, angst. 

Jason watched  the droplets of rain hit his car window as he patiently waited for his friend to enter the car. The music softly played from the car radio while Jason moved his body in an attempt to get comfortable knowing that with the rain falling down Y/n wasn’t leaving her apartment anytime soon. He let out a sigh looking down at his phone laying on his lap. He reread the message Y/n had previously sent that read the address they were going to. He had it memorized by now but part of him wanted to act like he didn’t know where he was going and “accidentally” drive to the wrong place.

He knew that these last few moments that he will have with Y/n without feeling the constant guilt. Jason didn’t know why he agreed to drive her in the first place. But who was he kidding Y/n can ask Jason to jump out of a building and he would do it with no hesitation. But this was different, Jason knew what he was doing and what was going to happen when he drove Y/n to their destination.

He gripped on the steering wheel in an attempt to calm his nerves and with that a hyper Y/n came running towards the car, opening the door with a big smile on her face. She closed the car door, placing her things down quickly, turning to Jason and giving him a warm hug even though she was soaking wet.

“You are going to freeze yourself to death, Y/n! You didn’t have an umbrella on you?” Jason asked worried she was going to catch a cold or something. Momentarily forgetting the actual situation at hand.

“Well it’s nice to see you too, Jason. I’m doing fine” Y/n responded sarcastically while rolling her eyes. Jason laughed softly imitating her actions.

Y/n lays on her lap a nicely decorated box. Jason slowly looks down, spotting the box on her lap, his smile instantly dropping. He reached with his left hand towards the backseat of the car and handed her his jacket that was laying in the backseat.  He directs his body again towards the front of the car while Y/n puts the jacket on.

Y/n felt her nostrils fill up with Jason’s cologne, his scent instantly hypnotizing her making her forget for an instant what was she doing here in the first place.  Jason smiled softly while  turning the car on noticing how big the jacket was on her. He started the engine proceeding to start their trip, not even bothering to type in the address. Y/n knew he didn’t need the address to take her to their destination but she sent it to him just to make sure.

To Jason, Y/n sending the address was a confirmation that there was no chance of them being happy, together. At least in Y/n eyes. Because she didn’t know all the things Jason knew, all the secrets, lies, that were unknown by Y/n.

But even if Jason Todd knew, here he was driving the love of his life to the arms of another man.

Y/n could feel the tension all over the air so she leaned towards the radio turning the music up a little trying to avoid the awkward silence surrounding them, something knew in their relationship.

Every minute Jason caught himself seeing familiar billboards or places, he could feel his heart drop. They were getting close, close to her revealing the truth.

“Are you sure you want to do this? I can turn around if you want. I really don’t mind” Jason finally spoke, breaking the silence. He quickly turned the music off. His voice when he spoke was determined, determined to not watch her get her heartbreak.

“I’m positive Jason! I know what I’m doing. You’re always telling me ‘Y/n you should take risks in life. You should be more open.’ Well this is me taking a risk for once.” Y/n responded while looking outside the window noticing the place almost at their destination.

“ I’m just worried about you Y/n. I don’t want this to end bad” He stopped the car finally arriving at the house.

“Everything is going to be completely fine Jason. You have to be happy that your best friend is finally finding love” She responded, laying her hand on his lap trying to reassure  him.

“I am..I just wish” Jason tried to say but his words couldn’t come out.

“You wish what, Jason?”  Y/n asked, encouraging him to continue while connecting their gaze.

“I just wish you would finally find love with me instead of Dick. That’s what I wish God damn it” Jason responded desperately while running a hand through his hair and avoiding her gaze.

“Jason, please don’t do this. Not right now” Y/n while looking at her lap.

“I need to say it before you go to the love of your life. I just needed to let it out” Jason responded, tears threatening to spill.

“And right now was the best time?” Y/n asked sarcastically.

“Y/n! I know him. He’s my brother for fucks sakes. I’m trying to protect you, he is going to break your heart. Trust me”  He responded desperately

“Jason, I’ve known Dick all my life. He wouldn’t do that to me” Y/n responded her voice filled with anger.

“Why would I lie to you, Y/n? I know you, I care about you”  Jason said with the same tone.

“ Maybe because you're obsessed with me, I supposed” Y/n respond finally exploding.

“That’s not fucking it. But go ahead fuck your life, see how much I care”

“Oh, I will! I’ll fucking will”

“Just go! Your prince charming is waiting” He responded, still not looking at her. Y/n got up and started picking her stuff. She opened the door and slammed it shut. Jason watched as she hesitantly walked towards his door. He saw and she nervously knocked on the door.

After a few minutes, Dick finally opened. Even from here Jason could see how nervous she actually was. By the way her head was moving; he knew she was telling Dick what she wanted to hear from him. Today was the day Y/n L/n told Dick Grayson how she truly felt about him. When she finished Dick quickly hugged her but that wasn’t Jason's main focus. He felt himself following the movement in the back window of Dick house noticing a female jumping out of the window.

oh, Y/n L/n, you’re in for a big treat.

[conradsmirrorball]

The Red Container

summary: Jason chickens out last minute to Y/n’s Christmas party so she decides to make it up for him.

pairing: Jason Todd x Fem! Vigilante reader

a/n: Merry Christmas!!! I hope you guys had and amazing Christmas here’s my gift to you guys. The last part will be on new years eve!! I’ll try uploading some stories for new years unrealated to this one!

christmas masterlist

part 1. part 2. part 3. part 4.

Jason anxiously rubbed his palms against his pants attempting to calm the nerves overtaking his body. He slowly reached his hands to the front door slowly hovering his hand but before he could even knock one the door quickly opened.

“Hey I.. What are you doing here” The person in front of him exclaimed, closing the door behind him and pulling Jason away from the front door.

“I could ask you the same thing! What the hell are you doing here Dick?” Jason exclaimed angrily, glaring at his brother.

“ It’s my best friend's Christmas Party, that’s why I am here! Now why the hell are you here” Dick responded, pushing his shoulder softly.

“Well, a friend of mine invited me to the party. That’s why I’m here” He mumbled while holding up the invitation he had received.

“ A friend? We don’t have mutual “friends” Jason. Wait, since when do you have friends?” Dick Annoyingly asked while glaring at his younger brother, not even giving the invitation a second look.

“ She’s more of a coworker” He mumbled hiding in his back pocket the gift he intended to give her for christmas.

“A coworker? As in a Red Hood coworker?” Dick responded in a sarcastic tone leaning against the side wall of the house.

“ Yes, asshole. A Red Hood coworker. She had been on my ass inviting me to go to her holiday parties for a few months now. Decided to drop by. I should get going” he mumbled, straightening himself and walking towards where he originally came through. He could hear Dick mumble a soft good under his breath.

When Jason was far enough he could see a shorter silhouette stand next to Dick outside. She excitedly waved her cup in the air and leaned against Dick.

“Who was outside?” She asked quite loudly in an attempt to valence out the music that was coming out through the open front door.

“No one. I just needed some fresh air ``he said, smiling softly at her. Jason slowly gripped on his hands watching the scene unfold. Not wanting to keep the fiasco going he went on his way. Failing to hear Y/n’s last words.

“I’m waiting for a friend of mine so if you see him, tell me. Please”

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Jason looked at the view in front of him taking in the beautiful cold night. He regretted not entering the party. Dick always got on his nerves but today, he wanted to kill Dick. Part of him knew she was going to be mad. He had promised her he was going to the Christmas party. He had to be there. s/h/n was the only person that actually had genuine interest in his life. She wanted to be included and genuinely cared for him.

“Hey, turn that frown upside down. Santa doesn’t want frowns today” That beautiful voice took over his ear making him completely warm.

“Well, I wasn’t on Santa’s nice list so I don’t think he would mind if I frown” He said, chuckling softly.

“I think Santa reconsider because he left a little something on my tree for you” Y/n said sitting next to him, their knees rubbing softly. Y/n and Jason felt their faces heating up, but neither of them had the nerve to move their legs.

“You didn’t have to get me anything, s/h/n” He responded, breaking the silence staring at masked covered face.

“ I didn’t get you anything, Santa did, now here” She smiled softly, handing him a red gift bag and their usual red container.

“Before I opened this, Santa also brought something to my house, the only gift under my small one dollar tree was for Santa’s number one person on his list. Here” Jason softly handed her a s/c small box.

“You didn’t have..” She started covering her mouth with her hand.

“I didn’t, Santa did,” Jason said playfully, hitting her side. Y/n chuckled softly, throwing her head back while shaking it.

“On the count of three we opened the gifts then”

“One”

“Two”

“Three”

“You fucking didn’t” both of them exclaimed at the same time looking at each other holding their gifts up.

“How did you even know I wanted this?” Y/n exclaimed, holding the beautiful pearl necklace in her hands.

“You were ranting about wanting that necklace one night that we passed by the store while patrolling,” Jason said, trying not to give him importance.

“That was like five months ago” She exclaimed, shocked while looking down at the necklace.

“I was quite dedicated to getting that gift for you,” he said, chuckling softly.

“And you said we weren’t partners” She responded his shoulder softly

“I have to keep you around! You grew on me” Jason said, laughing softly.

“I’m the best. I know, now what did you think of your gift?” Y/n asked, getting closer.

“I love it! How did you know I read? More specifically, how do you know I read romance novels?” He said holding up the four books she had gotten him.

“I saw you eyeing those books while we were patrolling a few months ago”

“I guess we have the same tactics”

“I guess we do”

They stayed in silence looking at the gifts. Jason slowly looked at the box, noticing a small letter. He slowly read it and Y/n nervously rambled.

“ I know parties aren’t your things but I really want you to come. So the last party of the year is going to be a masquerade ball. I'd appreciate it if you took the time to go.”

“I try to go” he said softly, Y/n quickly hugged his frame not wanting to let him go.

“Thank you” she said softly against his chest.

“No need to thank me! Merry Christmas, s/h/n” He said leaning into her softly.

“Call me Y/n”

“Well, you can call me Jay”

“Merry Christmas Jay”

“Merry Christmas Y/n”

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[conradsmirrorball]

The Red Container

summary: Jason wants to return the favor his “friendenemy” gave him on thanksgiving.

pairing: Jason Todd x Fem!Vigilante reader

a/n: Merry Christmas! Since I’m in a joyful mood this year I decided to do a little Christmas series. I will try to upload them everyday. So if you have a request don’t be shy. December 1st and I'm starting with this banger.

previous imagine. 

christmas masterlist.

part 1

Y/n  dangle her legs on one of Gotham's buildings, the night had been very slow and quite honestly, as much as she  liked Gotham being crime free, Y/n couldn’t stand the quietness that surrounded the night. It drove her  insane. But that’s when she felt it, a tall presence behind her. Y/n slowly turned around to notice the familiar red helmet making  her smile behind the mask.

“I haven’t seen you since thanksgiving, I was starting to think I poisoned you with the turkey” Y/n responded in a goofy tone while Red Hood sat next to her on the edge.

It was weird, the fact that he had willingly come to her. Normally it was the other way around, she would try to find him all over Gotham and when she succeeded she wouldn’t leave him alone. But now the air felt different like  a tension that wasn’t previously there. She felt her heart skip a beat when she noticed how close he was sitting next to her. Was she dreaming or did he really look for her?

“Ten” were the only words that came out of him. Y/n furrowed her eyebrows in confusion while looking towards him.

“What do you mean by ten?” She asked, her voice filled with utter confusion.

“ You told me you expected a review on the food. The food was a ten” He said while handing her the container back.

She could feel herself turn the same shade as the container while she felt her heart stop for a moment. Was he actually caring about her or is she just overthinking things? She looks at the container in her hands feeling it weighs a little.

“What 's in here? Please don’t tell me it’s a bomb” She said jokingly while slowly opening the lid.

“Do you think that low of me? I decided I should return the favor, that's all.” He in the same tone made her stay quiet, stopping her movements on moving the lid.

“Is the Red Hood joking with his partner? I thought you said that wasn’t professional” She grin a hint of playfulness in her voice.

“You ruined the moment” He muttered while slowly turning away to look at the buildings in front of him, something Y/n was used to.

Y/n slowly pulled her mask up stopping at the end of her nose, Jason quickly turned to look at her taken aback from her actions. It was the first time she had seen Y/n face, or at least half of it. They’ve known each other ever since  the “coming back to life” situation but he never saw what was underneath the mask. He slowly took the features he could see trying to notice if he had seen her before but nothing run a bell.

“What are you doing?” Jason asked nervously, something new for Y/n’s ears.

“I’m going to eat. I’m starving, ``she said, smiling softly. Jason could’ve sworn he had see that smile before. He could feel his heart beat go insane. Why was he feeling like this? He was supposed to be annoyed by her, not blushing. He saw as she slowly opened the container looking down at the beautifully decorated cupcakes inside. She slowly took a bit and turned to look at Jason.

“What? What 's wrong? Does it taste bad?” Jason asked quickly, regretting bringing the cupcakes in the first place.

“You made these?” She asked surprised but Jason couldn’t really distinguish  her tone.

“Yeah. I know it”s more sweet and I know you made me food but my strong forte is baking so I decided to make you these cupcakes. It’s okay if you don’t like them”

“No no, I love them. My mom used to make these recipes all the time. They taste amazing” She said while laying her hand on his thigh unconsciously.

“Well, I appreciate it. I don’t bake a lot for a lot of people so it means a lot, really.”

“You know. I wasn’t joking when I invited you to the christmas party I’m hosting. I would love to see you there. It’s nothing big but I promise yo…” She said quickly but her words got cut off.

“I’ll go” He responded, making her stare at him with a shocked look on her face.

“Really?” She exclaimed excitedly.

“Yeah, if there’s going to be food like the one you gave me last time I gladly go” He responded jokingly.

“Only if you bring more of these amazing cupcakes”

“It’s a deal”

Maybe she wasn’t that bad after all, let’s just hope Christmas brings good things this year.

[masterlist]

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Villainous  love | part 2

summary:  You’ve been going insane trying to find out who nightwing is, Dick tries to calm you down. pairing: Dick Grayson x Villain!Reader authors note: this will be a series!! request are open part one

Y/n gripped on the mug with her shaking hands, the hot coffee treating to spill. The lack of sleep and the numbness of her body made her feel like she wasn’t even in the room, it felt  more like a constant dream. She would bet that if she spilled the coffee she wouldn’t feel a thing. With the other hand she attempted to write the information she thought was important. Y/n thought she was excelling but in reality the only thing written on the sheets of paper were just random scribbles on paper barely even readable. Even for her it was almost impossible to read or understand the words of the articles correctly, only managing to discover words here and there.

She knew she was going insane, but she couldn’t give up now, not after barging out of v/l/n place like a complete idiot, she was going to prove her wrong. She gripped harder on the mug, anger filling her heart while her eyes glared at the computer, never daring to leave the screen in front of her. She could imagine v/l/n with her cocky look on her face with a taunting hand extended for her papers. She was going to make her regret every time she treated her as a sidekick. Determined to finish she felt herself blinking less and less as  every minute passed. She bounced her left leg while scanning the picture in front of her.

“Who the hell are you?” She muttered while slowly caressing the outlines of Nightwings picture on the screen with her fingertips. She scanned slowly the information plastered while taking sips of her sixth coffee of the night. 

She’s known Nightwing ever since she started doing ``big” crimes  and never did it cross her mind about who could possibly be the nightwing. Yes, at some point she wanted to know who he was, who didn’t? Even  though the man was hiding behind a mask she could tell he was attractive. At some point she even felt a crush heating up but she quickly pushed it away. 

It’s been a week since she went on “vacation” which in other words ment it had been a week since she started working on a plan killing Batman alone without  v/l/n’s  quote on quote help. It’s been a week since she last saw Nightwing and since she started working from home.  Was she being successful? no. Did she have at least one bit of information to support who the four vigilantes were? no. Was she slowly going insane? correct.

Not one piece of information could be useful to sustain their identities.  The only thing she had found throughout the internet was people gushing over the group and mentioning how attractive each vigilante was. There was also a video compilation of Nightwing falling flat on his face which she made a mental note to bring up later. But besides that she was far away from finding out the actual truth.  She was closer to the idea of v/l/n taunting voice and laughs. 

“Babe? Don’t tell me you're still working” She heard a voice behind her. 

She turned around her chair slowly while looking towards her boyfriend laying on their shared bed. His hair was messily scattered on his head. He was leaning his body weight against his right arm in an attempt to sit as straight as possible without actually leaving the warmth of their bed. His bare torso was barely covered with the silky blankets. His eyes were barely opened but he knew he didn’t have to see to know his girlfriend was still glued to the computer doing her work. 

“I’m about to finish in a few minutes. Go to sleep, I’ll join you later” she muttered, turning around and quickly looking through a folder filled with police reports a fellow undercovered friend sent her. 

“You said that an hour ago. I think you should go back to bed” he responded, his hoarse voice running through the room. When she didn’t respond, he slowly walked out of bed and headed towards her. Which didn’t go unnoticed by her making Y/n quickly switch the tabs on her computer. He rested his chin on her shoulder and looked at the screen in front of them. 

“You know, I love that my girlfriend is a hard worker but don’t you think someone else should, you know, help you out?” 

“No, I don’t. I can and will do this by myself” She exclaimed but all that went to a halt when she felt him kissing her neck softly making her breath hitch.

“What were you saying again?” He asked against her skin. 

“Dick, come on. I really need to finish this work! If I do I could get the recognition that I actually deserve” She responded desperately running her hands against her face.

“Wait…” Dick turns the chair making her face him. He moved her hands slowly and looked her straight in the eyes. “You are an amazing worker, one of the best I know. If your boss isn’t capable of seeing that it’s their loss. You know how many people would love to have you working for them? Hell, even Bruce wants you to work for him!  Every employer would be glad to have such a strong, intelligent and powerful worker as yourself. I truly believe that your talents are not at the fullest capacity at your work. Why work at a cafe if they treat you so badly” 

Y/n knew she was in the wrong for lying to Dick. She also knew that Dick was really smart so it was really hard for her to believe that Dick still thinks after years of dating that she works in a coffee shop. But in her defense, Dick was a detective that worked for GCPD. How would she tell him that her actual job was stealing and whatnot all around gotham. Whie Dick worked nights shift, she would also work “night shifts' ' which technically wasn’t a lie. From Dicks  knowledge, Y/n had been working in that coffee shop ever since she was thirteen to help her family out. But in reality the coffee shop was her cover up all these years so people wouldn’t suspect her wrong doings, including Dick and his family. Yes, she did work there sometimes and when she said sometimes, it was only the times where she was aware that Dick or someone related to him was going to visit her, perks of being friends with the owner. 

She was technically lying to Dick, but her feelings about her job weren’t unknown to Dick. The only difference was that he didn’t actually know her real boss that made her life a living hell. He knew about her always looking down on Y/n and how she didn’t appreciate her hard work

So, right now Dick thought that his girlfriend was working on a work proposal to help and improve the coffee shop  and she intended to keep it that way as long as she could. She had been doing it for years now, so it was a piece of cake. 

“I just need to work on a few details, really Dick. I swear when I’m done I’m going straight to bed” she said, yawning at the end of her words. 

“Okay! That 's it.” Dick got up and shut the computer while taking herr body while laying his girlfriend  on the soft bed. 

“You don’t take no for an answer, do you?” she muttered while softly glaring at him. 

“I’m quite persuasive” Dick responded while leaning into her and leaving a soft, loving kiss. Y/n responded holding his chin softly not wanting to break from the kiss just yet. 

It was rare for them to be together and have these moments. While Dick was solving crimes, Y/n was doing crimes which made it very hard for them to have moments alone like this. She didn’t mind this at all.  She wanted this, he wanted this, their relationship needed this. 

“We should go to bed, continue this in the morning, when you get the rest you deserve. Don’t want to tire you out” Dick said on top of her lips between kisses in which Y/n responded by separating from the kiss with a laugh and pushing Dick softly off her. Dick followed her actions and smiled softly. 

“I love you” Dick said as Y/n pressed her back on his chest and instantly Dick wrapped his arms around her waist, their bodies being connected like magnets. 

“I love you too Dick” She smiled softly while playing with his hand, her eyes dropping softly.

“I really meant it, without you I don’t wouldn’t know how to describe how miserable I would be right now.” 

Y/n L/n met Dick Grayson for the first time when he was ten years old. He had stumbled into a small shake shop in Gotham. When Y/n saw him, it didn’t take her a minute to recognize, Dick as Bruce Wayne’s adopted son. Which meant the kid was loaded. Even though she was young she needed a way to get money and they wouldn’t give a job to a ten year old, as bad as this place was. So that’s how she felt herself analyzing Dick’s body Language. She approached Dick slowly attempting to pickpocket his back wallet but she felt herself freese when the small boy smiled softly at her. 

That smile had a power on her she couldn’t describe. It was mesmerizing and powerful, she felt herself smiling back even slipping a small wave at him. She felt herself getting nervous so she quickly sat in the booth she previously was sitting at and read her book quietly. A few moments later she felt a presence in front of her and that when she saw Dick Grayson hold two shakes in his hand. 

“The guy in the register said you like (f/s/f) so I got you one. Hope you don’t mind” He said softly. Y/n nodded his head signaling him to sit down. 

“Thank you! Uh?” Y/n smiled softly waiting for his name  while taking the drink in her hands. 

“Dick” 

“Excuse me?” She responded almost choking on her name.

“You can call me Dick” He said, his cheek turning into a rosy shade. 

“Well you can call me Y/n”

“ Hey Dick I wanted to tel…” her voice got cut off when she heard small snores leaving his lips. Y/n softly caressed his hair while she started thinking. How would her life have been if she didn’t meet Dick? If she decided to choose the “right” path. She was going to tell him, she felt bad. But maybe now wasn’t the best time.

She promised herself that after she finished this, all of it  and proved v/l/n wrong showing everyone she was a true villain, she was done. She was going to be honest with Dick, she was going to heal their relationship. All she needed was to know who Nightwing was and everything would be okay. 

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