Dicktim Stories

In this I'll mostly take opinions on ships BUT.... I'll try to write some one-shot requests if you'd like! I'll do anything from fluff to lemon (I don't really know how to write it but I'll try!) so REQUESTS ARE OPEN! Be free to pm any requests on one-shots or opinions (I'm fine with M/M, M/F, and F/F, I'll do transgender, and really anything ?) so Have fun reading!

It was hard to move but he could feel his fingers moving slightly, then he tried to blink his eyes open but his eyelids were too heavy. 'Maybe I should've drink more coffe and not just four cups' He thought and then a terrified thought came 'I'm late to the test!' And that what made him open his eyes (even though they were too heavy) and sit on a... couch..? He didn't remembered going to the living room, and the couch in his house was never this comfortable. Where is he? (This is me, trying to write a de age Timmy)

Dick and Tim receive dolls of themselves, and are told to give them to their crush. They both give them to the same person without knowing what they really are. "I hope the smile means your date went well," I joked. "Yeah, it was amazing," Steph grinned and giggled. I hugged her, happy that she had found someone she liked so much. "Oh, she sent me back with gifts for you both too," she chuckled. "Oh?" Dick asked as he walked over, now in his boxers and a t-shirt. "Yup," she smiled and produced two bags from behind the wall she was standing next to. "Here, Zara said to give these to your respective crushes," she explained. "Oka~y," I muttered as I looked inside mine. It was a plush that looked like me, and it was about three feet in height. "Wow."