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Hi i love your writing ❤️❤️❤️ headcanons for a dami x reader enemies to lovers vibe ????
Thank you so much 🥰 i love getting Damian asks because i am an unapologetic simp for this angry ninja boi
i wrote this at 4 am and didn’t edit it so read at your own risk (also this turned more into a Damian with a crush then enemies to lovers but i hope you still like it)
he’s a mess
he thinks he’s allergic to you at first
what other explanation could there be?
his hearts speeds up when you’re around, he gets nervous and his palms get clammy when you stand too close, not to mention how it’s getting increasingly harder to insult you
tries to avoid you
eventually he asks Dick to run some test and see what’s wrong but as soon as he explains his symptoms dick knows what’s up
“you’re not sick Damian, you have a crush”
👁👄👁 “wut”
poor boi dosen’t even know what a crush is much less what to do with one
after he’s been hit over the head with some sense and dating advice (thank you dick) he starts trying to be nicer to you
key word here is trying
one time you bump into him and expect him to call you an idiot like he always does but then he just
apologizes???
it’s more of mumbling “my bad” followed by a very quick exit
leaving a very confused you behind
aggressive affection is his love language and you can fight me on this
rich boy does the only thing he can think of to get your attention
by that i mean picking fights and aggressively giving you little trinkets that are way to expensive to give to a ‘friend’
“Here,” lovingly(?) throws thing at you “I saw this and it reminded me of you because it’s dumb and cute and stupid so just take it and shut up.”
queue another quick exit
“wait... did he just call me cute?”
one day you give him a a little robin figure that you found in the check out lane of a Walmart
he’s a blushing mess for the rest of the day
all my current asks are fluffy but i really wanna write some angsty ass shit so if you have any angst idea pls send them to me 🥺 and i’m talking aNgSt like i want to cry while writing
pls and thx
hi, can i request 1,2 and 27? like just angst and maybe fluff later on?
Request: hi, can i request 1,2 and 27? like just angst and maybe fluff later on? with tim drake
Pairing: Tim Drake x fem!reader
Prompts: Prompt list, 1-“Care to explain where you’ve been?” “To you? No.” 2-“Leave. Leave right now.” 27-“I trusted you.”
Summary: Tim Drakes old partner (you) comes back after being gone for two years. Angst ensues and maybe even love?
A/n: this is like the first time i’ve writing in about a year and i don’t mean dec 2020 i mean jan 2020 so it’s definitely not my best work and kinda shit if i’m being honest but hey i tried so there’s that going for me. Masterlist
Word count: 902 kinda short but whatever baby steps
Honorary mentions: @petersparklers for being my editor and plot consultant.
Code: y/n=your name, y/h/n=your hero name
Old Friends and Broken Trust
Prologue
It was dark in Gotham, though, if you asked y/n it was always dark in Gotham. She’d grown up in the darkness that surrounded the city. She knew how it changed everyone, everyone but Tim. At least that’s what she thought. He had always been different from the other people in the city. He wasn’t out to get something or looking for revenge. That’s what y/n liked best about him and that’s why she agreed to help him.
At first it was just a game. The two of them would follow Batman around, take out a burglar here and there if they could. Everything was fine until the big bat himself decided to step in. He offered to train Tim into the next Robin, he offered to train y/n too. After all, what's Robin without a Batgirl? But she couldn’t say yes, not when she knew why he fought. He didn’t just do it to help Gotham. He did it for revenge, to get back at the city for some unknown trauma instead of getting a therapist like any sane person. Not to mention how he treated his sidekicks. He replaced them whenever it was convenient. God only knows what happened to the first Robin but rumors spread after the second Robin disappeared. They said he died, they said he suffered.
After begging Tim to reconsider and eventually realizing he wouldn’t, y/n ran away. She couldn’t watch him devote himself to a man who wouldn’t care what happened to him. So, she bought a one way ticket to Bludhaven and she left. The months she spent fighting crime with Tim stuck with her so she continued her work as y/h/n. Turns out the local crime rings and gangs weren’t a huge fan of the newest hero.
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*Present day*
The living room window to Tim Drake's apartment slid up and he stepped inside. His patrol had ended and his Red Robin suit was tucked neatly into the backpack he wore. He closed the window and walked across the space towards his bedroom. He opened the door and let the backpack fall by his feet.
The first thing Tim noticed in the dark room was the box of files, his box of files, sitting on the bed. The next thing he saw was y/n. She didn’t look up, instead kept her eyes glued to the file she was reading. He wordlessly made his way over to the desk and sat down facing away from her.
“You’ve been busy.” Y/n turned the page. Her voice was calm and even and familiar. God, how he’d missed that voice.
“Care to explain where you’ve been?” he asked, pulling himself out of his trance and looking over his shoulder at her.
“To you?” she scoffed, tilting her head up so their eyes met for the first time in nearly two years “No.”
Their eyes locked and Tim was locked in place. He remembered typing her name into the bat computer nearly a year ago but stopping himself before he could hit search. “Well then do you want to explain what you’re doing in my bed.”
“Can’t i just visit an old friend?” She closed the file and set it on the bed next to her.
“Is that what we are? Old friends?” He shot back. It was a cheap hit and he knew it would hurt her but at this point he didn’t care. “What do you want, for real this time.” he demanded
“Fine, we’ll skip the small talk. I need some information and a friend of ours told me that was your specialty.”
“Really, you disappear for two years and now you're back because you need something?” He stood up, glaring at her.
“You could’ve found me! I wasn’t exactly hiding and we both know Bruce has the tech.” y/n copied his movement so they were both standing.
At 14 their heights matched but now there was a couple inches difference leaving Y/n looking up and Tim looking slightly down.
“You shouldn’t have left! We were a team!” Tim raised his voice letting his anger take over.
“You ended this team when you decided to work with Batman!” She shouted back
“Why the hell are you so against him?”
“Because he doesn’t care about you Tim!”
“You're wrong.”
“Am I? Or are you too awestruck to see it.”
“Leave. Leave right now” He turned away from her. There was a pause, then footsteps then a door opening slightly.
“I shouldn’t have disappeared,” she took a breath. “But you left me first. I trusted you.”
“And I needed you!” He cut her off. “I’m not like the other Robins. I have a family, but I needed you.”
Silence.
“I needed you too Tim.” y/n closed the door and stepped closer to him. “I still need you.” She reached out, taking his hand. He tensed and looked down at their now entwined fingers. “I-” Tim cut her off by pulling her into a kiss. It was soft and gentle and he felt her melt into his touch, deepening the kiss.
Tim’s arms reached around y/n’s waist pulling her closer as she moved her hands to rest on his shoulders. She broke away from the kiss gasping for air and resting her forehead on his.
“Took you long enough.” She smiled slightly, before kissing him again.
Memories of the night
Jason Todd × reader
Warning: +18, Mention of sex
Summary: You remembering last night
Masterlist
You were lying on Jason's bed, in Jason's apartment and in Jason's city.
He was next to you, reading Jane Austen.
For the 10th time this year, probably.
He was focused. And it felt good when he did that, and how he did.
You lick your lips, thinking about last night, how he sucked you off and then fucked you until your legs went weak.
Damn hot nerd who fucks well.
Putting your cell phone and thoughts aside, you stand up and take the books from his hand. Making Jason raise his eyebrow in question.
Putting the book on the table next to you and crossing your leg so that it was on top of Jason's muscular thighs.
He smiles, when he realizes your intentions and licks his lips, looking at your mouth, putting his hand on your waist and the other on the back of your neck, grabbing your hair. You put your hands on his shoulders.
- You know... I was remembering some things. - you say, sliding on his lap, making you feel his hard cock.
Jason sighs, closes his eyes a little and lets out a 'hmmm'.
- What things? Maybe you could jog my memory.
- I certainly can. - You say and kiss his mouth.
Jason runs his hand down your back, squeezing it there so that you are closer to him. With his other hand, he pulls your hair while kissing you.