#dickbabsweek2021

[tumblerlina]

WIP

so.. this is my entry for dickbabsweek 2021- day two: fantasy au. So I decided to make Babs a vampire (so original I know🙄). I didn't finish yet cause I work very slow. (Someday I will finish it, I can't promise tho 😅)

[dickbabsweek21]

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[r-misa]

DickBabsWeek 2021 FREE DAY

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✨GUYS! There's only 1 month left for the Dickbabs week~

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🌼DICKBABS WEEK NEWS🌼

I have the pleasure to announce that we already have a date for the DickBabs week! it will take place from June 15 to june 21!!

The poll of the prompt will end this saturday, so stay tuned to see the prompt selected~

[thychesters]

dickbabsweek2021 | in this life and the next. day 7: free day (explicit) ; 4k

Dick doesn’t pay much attention to her as she approaches, balancing one of his escrima sticks in his palm as he tests its weight. Barbara shifts from her chair to the couch, elbows digging into her knees as she props her chin up on her fists and her gaze wanders.

Her fingers slowly crawl up his back, taking their time and tracing along the scars dotting it. She can feel and hear his breathing hitch as they reach his shoulder blades and then come to rest where they meet his neck, the smooth slope of the muscle that dips into his collarbone.

“Babs,” he starts, turning his head enough that she can spot the flicker of his eyelashes, a length she’s always envied. She moves forward and presses against him, nosing at the top of his spine; his heart beats against her chest as she presses a kiss against his shoulder and hums. Her hand glides against it, freshly healed and out of the sling.

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[thychesters]

dickbabsweek2021 | in this life and the next. day 6: batman!dick ; 3.4k

Dick allows himself a moment to zone out, then, just a moment, so then he starts when he feels a hand grace the skin of his wrist. He tenses before coaxing himself to relax, because it’s Barbara, just Barbara, and where some of her words have hurt (and some of his own have, too) her touch never has. Briefly, he entertains the notion of holding her hand the way he used to. It used to be grounding; it reminded them both they always had someone in their corner, always had a shoulder to lean on, but their relationship isn’t like that anymore. He pushes away from the bowl of soggy cereal.

They’re friends before anything else. He cannot help but wish the distance between them didn’t feel so wide, though.

He turns his hand over to take hers, and it’s then she pulls away.

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[thychesters]

dickbabsweek2021 | in this life and the next. day 5: lap dance (explicit) ; 3.3k

“Brought you something,” he says, passing her the plate of hors d'oeuvres and her eyes light up.

“Oh, this is perfect for tomorrow night.” From the foyer he watches her make her way to the kitchen to slide it into the fridge. He comes back with a yes after she asks if he’s still up to go to the afternoon Knights baseball game tomorrow, but when he doesn’t move she glances back at him with a raised eyebrow. “Are you going to come in?”

Dick tugs at his already loose tie and clears his throat. If anything, he’s a man of his word, and Barbara sits back in her chair with a quizzical look on her face.

“I did say I had a plan,” he says, voice a little thicker.

It shifts from quizzical to contemplative to a realization.

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