June Mood Challenge: Fics 2-4
Title: What I Want
Prompt: Determined
Characters: Batman: Bruce Wayne, Catwoman: Selina Kyle
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: I don't own, all characters belong to DC
Notes: I find Catwoman is often ignored and under appreciated. I love her, to be honest, and I know she can push Batman's buttons best of all.
Also, I love her costume design from the new cartoon 'The Batman' so I used that in the description of her. Yellow goggles are the sex...I know, I own a pair XD
From the shadows, Gotham’s dark knight watched the city’s skilled feline thief leap from the windowsill of her apartment.
Batman was no moron, he figured out rather quickly who the Catwoman was.
And Selina Kyle was very attractive in her skin-tight cat suit.
From behind large yellow goggles he knew she spotted him, and a playful smirk creeped onto her face.
Batman may not have been a moron, but sometimes he was painfully predictable.
“Me-ow.” Catwoman purred, running her claws along the kevlar of Batman’s chest.
Behind the cowl, Bruce Wayne smirked. The game of cat and bat was over, and his determination won him this seductive prize.
Title: Brotherly Love
Prompt: Thirsty
Characters: Robin: Tim Drake Nightwing: Dick Grayson
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: I don't own, all characters belong to DC
Notes: Why did I pick thirsty of all things? I must be on crack more often than I think. I dunno, I think I did rather well for such an abstract prompt.
Tim was happy to have the night off, he didn’t get to hang out with Dick much, and the two were as close as brothers, when they had the time to be.
He was spending the night at Dick’s place, and the two were lazing around and watching movies.
“Hey Tim, want a drink?” Dick asked, getting up.
“Sure,”
Dick soon returned, a can of coke in his hand, and a smirk on his face.
“Thanks.” Tim said, reaching for the can.
It was pulled just out of his reach. He frowned, and Dick’s smirk grew.
“Dick.”
“Tim.”
Tim jumped up and grabbed for the can again, which Dick kept just out of his reach.
Close as brothers, and just as annoying.
Title: Soft Comforts
Prompt: Groggy
Characters: Shadow: Kaleb Fisher
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: My charater, I love him much. I mention Batman, he belongs to DC
Notes: Oh how I love Kaleb, and hopefully I'll be able to post more of my shadow'verse. nightsshadows and I have alot of the story line plotted, I just need to get typing ^^;
As the first rays of sunlight shone through the tiny cracks in the tightly woven curtains, Kaleb stirred from his sleep.
Somewhere in the apartment he could hear Akima getting up, preparing for the day.
He knew he should get up, but the weight of his limbs seemed to have increased. He couldn’t even properly see the alarm clock to the left of his head.
He moaned, rolling over and pulling the covers back over his head.
He was no Batman, despite his love for the shadows. He couldn’t run on 2 hours of sleep.
His vision swam in and out of focus until he closed his eyes, and let the soft comforts of sleep take him over once more.
And Also a bonus fic I wanted to post cuz it made me giggle:
Title: This Is What Love Is
Characters: Robin: Tim Drake Batman: Bruce Wayne
Word Count: 167
Disclaimer: DC Owns
Notes: I wrote this one with nightsshadows in mind
“Mmmm, oh god…” Tim sighed, falling back into the leather chair that was normally occupied by Bruce. “Batman…Bruce…oh my god…”
Bruce pulled back the cowl covering his face, cocking his eyebrow. As Tim moaned again, he couldn’t help but smirk, just a little bit.
“Am I that good?”
“Amazing…” Tim croaked. He didn’t care that he seemed so vulnerable at this moment, he had something else so worth the vulnerability.
“I’m going back soon.”
“Give me more…” Tim pleaded.
Bruce leaned forward, and Tim’s eyes got big. “Only if you let me have some.”
“No…don’t,” he cried. “It’s…I need it…”
“Do you?”
“Yes…please Bruce.” Tim’s voice softened to a pleading whisper.
“You’re dripping all over my leather chair Tim.”
“It’s your fault.”
Bruce’s smirk got a little bigger. “Promise you won’t get it all over my chair next time, and I’ll give you more.”
Tim jumped up in an instant.
“Good boy, now let me have a least a tiny nibble.”
Reluctantly, Tim offered up the chocolate.
Prompt: Determined
Characters: Batman: Bruce Wayne, Catwoman: Selina Kyle
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: I don't own, all characters belong to DC
Notes: I find Catwoman is often ignored and under appreciated. I love her, to be honest, and I know she can push Batman's buttons best of all.
Also, I love her costume design from the new cartoon 'The Batman' so I used that in the description of her. Yellow goggles are the sex...I know, I own a pair XD
From the shadows, Gotham’s dark knight watched the city’s skilled feline thief leap from the windowsill of her apartment.
Batman was no moron, he figured out rather quickly who the Catwoman was.
And Selina Kyle was very attractive in her skin-tight cat suit.
From behind large yellow goggles he knew she spotted him, and a playful smirk creeped onto her face.
Batman may not have been a moron, but sometimes he was painfully predictable.
“Me-ow.” Catwoman purred, running her claws along the kevlar of Batman’s chest.
Behind the cowl, Bruce Wayne smirked. The game of cat and bat was over, and his determination won him this seductive prize.
Title: Brotherly Love
Prompt: Thirsty
Characters: Robin: Tim Drake Nightwing: Dick Grayson
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: I don't own, all characters belong to DC
Notes: Why did I pick thirsty of all things? I must be on crack more often than I think. I dunno, I think I did rather well for such an abstract prompt.
Tim was happy to have the night off, he didn’t get to hang out with Dick much, and the two were as close as brothers, when they had the time to be.
He was spending the night at Dick’s place, and the two were lazing around and watching movies.
“Hey Tim, want a drink?” Dick asked, getting up.
“Sure,”
Dick soon returned, a can of coke in his hand, and a smirk on his face.
“Thanks.” Tim said, reaching for the can.
It was pulled just out of his reach. He frowned, and Dick’s smirk grew.
“Dick.”
“Tim.”
Tim jumped up and grabbed for the can again, which Dick kept just out of his reach.
Close as brothers, and just as annoying.
Title: Soft Comforts
Prompt: Groggy
Characters: Shadow: Kaleb Fisher
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: My charater, I love him much. I mention Batman, he belongs to DC
Notes: Oh how I love Kaleb, and hopefully I'll be able to post more of my shadow'verse. nightsshadows and I have alot of the story line plotted, I just need to get typing ^^;
As the first rays of sunlight shone through the tiny cracks in the tightly woven curtains, Kaleb stirred from his sleep.
Somewhere in the apartment he could hear Akima getting up, preparing for the day.
He knew he should get up, but the weight of his limbs seemed to have increased. He couldn’t even properly see the alarm clock to the left of his head.
He moaned, rolling over and pulling the covers back over his head.
He was no Batman, despite his love for the shadows. He couldn’t run on 2 hours of sleep.
His vision swam in and out of focus until he closed his eyes, and let the soft comforts of sleep take him over once more.
And Also a bonus fic I wanted to post cuz it made me giggle:
Title: This Is What Love Is
Characters: Robin: Tim Drake Batman: Bruce Wayne
Word Count: 167
Disclaimer: DC Owns
Notes: I wrote this one with nightsshadows in mind
“Mmmm, oh god…” Tim sighed, falling back into the leather chair that was normally occupied by Bruce. “Batman…Bruce…oh my god…”
Bruce pulled back the cowl covering his face, cocking his eyebrow. As Tim moaned again, he couldn’t help but smirk, just a little bit.
“Am I that good?”
“Amazing…” Tim croaked. He didn’t care that he seemed so vulnerable at this moment, he had something else so worth the vulnerability.
“I’m going back soon.”
“Give me more…” Tim pleaded.
Bruce leaned forward, and Tim’s eyes got big. “Only if you let me have some.”
“No…don’t,” he cried. “It’s…I need it…”
“Do you?”
“Yes…please Bruce.” Tim’s voice softened to a pleading whisper.
“You’re dripping all over my leather chair Tim.”
“It’s your fault.”
Bruce’s smirk got a little bigger. “Promise you won’t get it all over my chair next time, and I’ll give you more.”
Tim jumped up in an instant.
“Good boy, now let me have a least a tiny nibble.”
Reluctantly, Tim offered up the chocolate.