#implied Timkon

[timmydraker]

There were a lot of hypocrital things about Tim’s parents, as with most living beings. A lot of these things weren’t all that important and usually just came with out of touch rich folk, like the expensive of things and service expectations.

But one thing that really affected Tim was their opinions of material things.

His entire life growing up was filled with as ‘modern’ designs as they could find and all minimalistic. White walls, marble tiles and counters everywhere, abstract art that could be made by a two year old and most importantly, no clutter.

Except of course for all of their artefacts that just ‘didn’t count’.

Tim’s room was the same. He was allowed toys of course, but only ones that would assist his intelligence growth and hand eye coordination. If it didn’t benefit in him getting smarter and more productive quicker, it wasn’t allowed. It also had to be either white, grey or beige coloured.

Needles to say, when Tim saw his class mates with teddies and toys and all kinds of things, he was often left with a sense of imposter syndrome.

When he got his camera that went away for a while, at least until he was told he couldn’t actually print any out because they would shut he left in a box and take up space. The idea that they could be placed upon the fridge or walls just didn’t occur to them at all.

Then when he was eleven and well on his way to living a life only hearing about how smart he was for his age, he had to hide in a dumpster lest he be attacked by Two Face’s goons.

That’s where he found a teddy bear with a missing arm and gross stains all over it.

It was the beta things Tim had ever had. Despite the guck and gunk, it was soft and smooth and the most treasured thing he had touched since his camera.

He hid Watson, named after the most beloved partner to the smartest man alive, from his parents for years. He stitched up his arm, washed him three times, and stuffed a floral scented car smeller inside him.

Naturally after Watson came more, though it took him time to pluck the courage to do so.

Sabrina the white cat plush came into his home four months later, soon joined by Salam the black cat plush just a week later when he felt Sabrina was lonely.

It was never about anything more than the comfort at first, the joy of having something so innocent and childish that he never got to have, but as he got treated with kindness from friends at school and heroes and bats, it became a sort of rebellion.

By the time he lost his mother he had nineteen plushies and teddies hidden away under his bed.

When he lost his father and officially moved into the manner, he had twenty four.

When he moved out he decided he didn’t have to hide them anymore even though he knew full well that Dick had plushies and some of the others and no one cared. Something about it just felt so… personal. It wasn’t for anyone else.

So, when he gets his apartment that’s more like a penthouse, it’s easy for him to have a decoy office and a real one.

A real one that had half of its floor made up of a sunken lounge lined with soft carpet and filled to the brims and over with teddies.

It’s only logical for him to buy thirty six more to make it full after all.

He doesn’t tell anyone about them even though he had a list of all their names on the wall of the room, nor does he feel as if it’s some kind of age regression or something similar.

It’s just… a hobby that soothes some of his problems with his parents.

At least, nobody knew about it until he let his team come over and suddenly found a super boy plushies at his bedroom door.

[redisrobinhearts]

Sometimes, Tim calls Bruce daddy.

And while nobody except him and Bruce knows this, it’s something Bruce cherishes so, SO deeply.

The first time it happens is when Bruce comes back from the time stream - they hug, like normal. Neither wanted to pull away, it was the first time Tim felt grounded, like he was coming out from a haze or when a rollercoaster slowed to a stop after a near heart stopping ride.

Bruce clung to Tim, his son, like if he let go he ran the risk of disappearing all over again and Tim held on even tighter. He could feel how Tim had clearly lost weight, his hair oily and long, pale skin impossibly paler. Tim’s whole body trembled with how he held onto Bruce, his father.

It was in that sole moment, where Tim was no longer just Bruce’s from a few documents, but his son. Unequivocally his boy.

He knew Tim knew it too because only seconds after that his body buckled and he broke into shuddering sobs, his voice raspy from lack of use as he cried out for Bruce, his father.

Bruce followed him to the ground, cradling him the same way he had when he had found Tim wailing over jack’s body and scooping the blood back onto his father in a delusional attempt to try save him.

Tim had always called Jack ‘daddy’. He referred to the man as his father to others but when speaking to him he called him daddy. He had just never grown out of it and Jack had never told him to stop, because that was his boy, his sweet Timothy.

It was so innocent and Tim’s childhood had been subpar at the best of times so why would he ask his little boy to stop? After the coma he near cried the first time he heard Timothy’s voice, deeper than the last time he heard it yet sweet and while Tim may have looked different that was still his son, his little boy, despite Tim’s groaning at him calling him that.

So when Tim had sobbed into Bruce’s chest and cried out one choked little

“Dad.. daddy..”

Bruce nearly shed tears himself. He squeezed Tim closer, vowing to never let his little boy have to experience this ever again. His heart ached, whole body pained from the knowledge and lack of knowledge of what Tim had went through while he was gone.

After that it didn’t happen too often.

Tim had PTSD, that much was for sure. While Tim wouldn’t talk about it, Bruce knew about the screaming of kon’s name out on the balcony from Tim’s room, the teleportations to Kent farm and the desperate calls in the middle of the night after nightmares or bouts of paranoia and episodes.. but Tim never mentioned it.

As much as Bruce hated supers in Gotham unannounced, especially the manor. He’d let this slide, he had to. If anything kon never got upset or mad at Tim for this, always on his balcony in mere seconds, picking up the calls on the first few rings..

He’d woken to Tim standing over him in the dark or peaking through his only opened an inch bedroom door, all wide eyed and uncanny. It was terrifying the first few times he could admit.

He’d almost immediately know it was nightmares, sometimes he’d walk Tim back to bed, sometimes he’d let tim stay in bed with him - he knew Tim wouldn’t sleep.

But sometimes Tim would break into sobs after Bruce wakes - like suddenly snapping into it and clinging to him, crying for his daddy, like he thought Bruce was dead or gone or god knows what.

Tim won’t talk about it.

Sometimes, Tim calls Bruce daddy.

Tim won’t talk about it.

It’s a horrible tension in the manor.

Nobody will talk about it.

Sometimes, dick comes and visits.

Tim and dick have screaming matches - it reminds Bruce of his own with his eldest.

Neither will talk about it.

Jason accuses Tim of being crazy.

Tim accuses dick of thinking he’s crazy every fight.

Tim won’t talk about it.

Jason cracks an unsavoury joke about asking if Tim had to steal some of Lex’s cum for his science experiment.

The ensuing screaming match was more Tim screaming almost incoherently at Jason until he could barely speak - Jason, shockingly, was stunned by Tim’s reaction and sudden mood swing to what he had thought was a harmless joke.

Tim won’t talk about it.

Damian says dick should’ve just sent Tim to Arkham instead of recommending some moronic therapist from Metropolis.

Dick actually seemed angry at Damian’s words, which was different to the normal exasperation.

Tim won’t talk about it.

Tim doesn’t eat much. Alfred claims master Timothy has suddenly found he dislikes many foods than before.

Tim won’t talk about it.

Cass and Tim don’t seem nearly as close as before - or rather, Tim has shut himself away.

Neither will talk about it.

Tim mostly eats alone in his bedroom - or not at all.

Tim won’t talk about it.

Sometimes, Tim calls Bruce daddy.

Sometimes, Tim gets into screaming matches with the man he once looked at like he hung the stars in the sky.

Sometimes, Tim seems normal and then has mood swings so heavy it stuns his second eldest brother who himself has rollercoaster level mood swings.

Sometimes, Tim pushes out his big sister.

Sometimes, Tim changes entirely.

Sometimes, Tim calls Bruce daddy.

But Tim won’t talk about it.

[guesswhoisofftheirmedsagain]

Kon discovers Ao3 AU (implied TimKon)

There’s mentions of explicit content in this post (aka explicit fanfiction is referenced)

Added Context: Kon is known as SuperNova and Tim is known as Cardinal

Wendy the werewolf stalker is one of Kon‘s favorite all-time shows ever, so when he hears the news of it being cancelled right before the second season finale he’s not just sad, he’s absolutely devastated. He spends time on the internet, sure, but this is his first time going this deep into it. He finds posts on multiple social media platforms, all complaining about the cancellation. He’s scrolling through one of many Reddit threads when he reads a term he’s never heard of before.

“Welp, time to dive into fanfiction”

Fanfiction? Curious, Kon looks up the term, and multiple websites pop up. Fanfiction.net, ArchiveOfOurOwn.org, Wattpad.com, then Reddit trends asking what counted as a fanfiction, and which websites were best. After some research (could he call it research?) he came to the conclusion that ArchiveOfOurOwn.org, or also known as Ao3, was the best overall, apparently having a great ‘tagging system’ which Kon learned was important when looking for story’s? fics? With only a bit of hesitation, he typed in “Wendy the werewolf stalker fanfiction” into the search bar, clicking the first Ao3 link that popped up. He was surprised to find thousands of stories, there were a handful of them that were posted or updated recently too. He started reading through them, very soon after discovering the world of shipping culture.

He looks for recommendation fics on Reddit, clicking a link that lead him to a private fanfiction, that he apparently had to make an account to read. Not really thinking about it, he put his username as SuperNova, a bit disappointed when he saw it was already taken. He ended up with Super_NovaFR. Waiting two weeks for his account to be processed felt longer than it should have. Finally, he got the email that his account was made, and he logged in, he was overjoyed to find that, apparently, he had been missing out on so much more fanfiction. There were at least a thousand that were previously hidden.

A few weeks later, he got curious. He had always been told to never look himself up online, that while the media praised hero’s, it also torn them down. But the people on Ao3 seemed so nice, and he loved interacting with people in the comments. He was open about the fact that he is, in fact, the real SuperNova, but a lot of users joked about him being something called a role-play account. Eventually, someone asked him about his favorite SuperNova fic, and when he asked “there’s SuperNova fanfiction?” he got multiple replies.

“How do you have SuperNova in your username without reading any SuperNova fanfiction?”

So here he was, about to look up his hero name in the Ao3 search engine. He ended up getting about 16k results, which was surprising. He sorted by most hits, wanting to see what was popular in his… fandom? Writing community? Immediately, he saw a lot of x reader type fics, and as he scrolled, the relationship tags caught his eye. There were hundreds, if not thousands of fanfics about him being with his teammates. One specific teammate that stood out against the rest was Cardinal, older fics having written them as SuperBoy and Red Robin, and some even older ones that called them SuperBoy and Robin. Although most of them were up to date with their hero names.

Kon clicked on the SuperNova/Cardinal tag, sorting again by most hits. It looked like the whole star crossed lovers theme was popular, considering Kon was from Metropolis and Cardinal was from Gotham (as for as Kon knew), the publicly known ‘no metas in Gotham rule’ being a large driving force. Before Kon could catch himself- maybe he didn’t want to- he had already read through some of the more popular fics. Secret identities, or the tags “secret identity reveal” and “identity porn” being a recurring plot point. Not to mention the sheer about of pure smut (another word he had learned in the past few weeks).

He was almost afraid to read it, sure he had read explicit Wendy the werewolf stalker fics, but this was way different. He kept seeing this one fic pop up in a lot of recommendation lists, and in a lot of collections as well. Eventually, he caved and read it, and dear Rao. He had to take a cold shower or two, the plot and writing was wonderful, absolutely beautifully written, but the more explicit scenes? Every time he read one, he couldn’t stop his brain from immediately imagining himself in that exact scenario with Cardinal, even the cute fluffy scenes were worming its way into his imagination!

He knew he had to stop, but this one writer was just so good, and scarily accurate, he couldn’t. The scenes were so detailed and thorough, like the author had thought about it a lot. Kon ended up reading their other fanfics, and while some of them were fluffy, a lot of them were just as, if not more explicit than the first one. He commented on a few of the authors, PhotographyNerdRR’s works, praising them for their fantastic writing. He was tempted to ask how they got the details so accurate, but he thought back to Cardinal giving a safety speech on the internet, and to never confirm theories. Oh Rao, Cardinal, at this point, Kon might never be able to look at him the same way again.

[whywouldisayprinter]

He doesn't even know the phone doesn't have a cord 😔😔😔

[Ref pic got sent into the discord server & I couldn't resist lmao]

[cemetery-clone]

i wanna be masculine and wear crop tops but in a way that says “im not gay but my boyfriend is” and “i love pussy but sucking dick is my calling”

[not-timdrake]

I think you need a glass of water cause your thirstier than a man who spent days in a desert

SO NOT TRUE…

[cocomuffy]

maybe if i ever art again i'll do it but HEAR ME OUT

bruce standing in front of the jason robin costume behind glass

->

tim standing in front of like... test tube kon supplies or something behind glass

let me mock it up i swear i'm cooking

(made on my computer in .2 seconds please hate on the atrocity)

[cosmic-dust-poltergeist]

Pt3 of the Danny is the 99th attempted clone Tim made of Kon. Kon learns about Danny.

Relevant info: Kon was dead closer to a year and a half in this au, and this happens a few months after his revival.

[Pt2: here] [Pt4: here]

So Tim has admittedly been putting off meeting up with the Titans. Everyone has settled back into the new normal. Too much has happened for it to look anything like before, but the other 3 Titans have been hanging out semi-regularly, and Tim turns down their invites 3 of 4 times. He knows it's starting to hurt their feelings, and he hates that.

But... he's scared to admit he's a father now. A father to a clone of one of them. He's not sure how to bring it up. Cassie never asked if he was successful, probably just assumed he failed because there isn't a third Superboy flying around. Jokes on her. Danny isn't going to be a Superboy. He's not allowed to even think about being a hero or vigilante until he's 14 at the earliest, and Tim is going to help him find his own name if he chooses that path. He won't be a Robin or Superboy. He won't live in the shadow of those legacies if Tim can help it.

None of that is relevant for the here and now, though. Tim got Jason to babysit Danny and finally agreed to a hang out with the Titans. He asked Danny for his opinion first before making his decision and got the go ahead. So, Tim is finally going to come clean.

Tim barely makes it into the tower when he's tackled by his friends.

"Tim! You're here!" Bart cheers.

"Yeah, it's good to see you guys too. Sorry I haven't been very present." Tim fidgets. "I've been busy... I also haven't been honest..."

"Tim?" Cassie sounds concerned. And Tim just can't. He extracts himself from the puppy pile. He can't make himself give eye contact. He's sure his guilt and shame are written all over his body language.

"Tim, you can tell us anything." Kon sounds super genuine. Tim takes a deep grounding breath.

"Okay, let's do this like a bandaid." Tim finally looks at them, focusing mostly on Kon. "I have a son. He's technically Kon's, too."

He gets the dubious pleasure of watching his three idiots look at his abdomen, as if he gave birth.

"Why-? Kon, we never fucked!? What the fuck guys??" He sputters, waving his hands in front of him.

"Then how-" Cassie realizes. "Oh!"

"Oh?? What do you mean??" Bart is looking between them and vibrating in confusion. Kon is just looking like a confused and concerned puppy.

"Okay, so, I may have had a breakdown with everyone dying or going missing." Tim grimaces. "And while I was fully aware that even if I succeeded, it wouldn't be Kon, I still tried to clone him. And, um, I did manage to succeed in the end."

"Fuck, Tim.." Kon starts.

"Look, I was in a really fucking dark place and needed even just a piece of good I lost." Tim hugs himself, self loathing burning him from the inside out. "Everyone was turning their back on me, I just needed something, anything, to keep going."

"Fuck, I should have helped..." Cassie bites her lip, chewing on her guilty conscious.

"It's fine. No one was listening. Don't beat yourself up over it. You were in a bad spot, too." Tim gives a humorless laugh. "Danny was my 99th attempt. And my last attempt, if I'm honest. I could feel myself breaking more with each failure. On a fucking whim, I decided to make the 99th attempt a baby instead of trying for a teenager, and it worked. I fucked up a bit, I forgot to adjust the knowledge download to that of a 1 year old, but he was alive. He's the best thing to ever happen to me. I was scared to tell you. I'm sorry-"

"Tim.." Kon cuts him off, and Tim snaps his mouth shut. "I.. I'm honestly not sure how to feel about you cloning me, but I'd like to meet him. What's his name?"

Tim rapidly blinks back tears. "Aedan Drake, he prefers being called Danny. I.. I didn't add Kent because I don't trust Clark with him or give him an El name, I wanted him to understand kryptonian language and culture first. I... I also wanted Danny to be old enough to make the decision over his name himself. I don't want him to be treated like you were. The house of El were so awful to you."

"I understand, Tim." Kon steps towards Tim, "Can.. Can I hug you?"

Tim nods and is swept into a tight hug. He feels something give emotionally, and he sobs into his shoulder. "I fucking love him so much."

"Tell me about him." Kon says softly. He can feel Bart and Cassie hoving, unsure what to do, but unwilling to leave.

"He's physically around 3 now. He loves ghosts and space and named the wolf plushy I bought him on his first day alive Wulf." There's some chuckles over that. "He's sassy and petty, but insanely sweet and tries to help out with any and all tasks. I see so much of both of us in him. Nature vs Nurture is a messy bitch. You remember what I said my start as Robin was like?"

"How you had to babysit a grown ass man and force him into better habits?" Cassie snarks.

"Karma's a funny bitch. Danny started doing the same shit to me as soon as he figured out how to walk." Tim giggles. "Anytime we weren't in danger, he'd force me to take care of injuries and to eat and sleep. And I'd do it because what kind of monster denies a baby trying to be helpful... plus he gets really stressed and depressed if he can't help."

Tim grips the back of Kon's shirt. "I don't understand how he developed my people pleaser tendencies so early on. We were stuck on LoA bases when he first started doing everything in his power to help me. I was purposely being a little shit to our "hosts" at the time. So it wasn't a surprise that he developed a Robin's need to troll, but he only saw me be nice to him."

"The LoA??" Kon asks in alarm.

"It was a rough year..." Tim scowls. "And if I see Ra's again, I'm gutting him. B's rules be damned."

"What happened?" Cassie asks, suddenly a lot closer.

"He's a creep, a pedo, and a child abuser." Kon rubs Tim's suddenly very stiff back and shoulders. "I could handle him being creepy towards me. While gross and awful to have a disgusting 300 or something year old man trying to wife me-"

"Excuse me???"

"He WHAT?"

"-I'm more pissed I couldn't protect Danny. I don't know what that piece of shit did when I couldn't take Danny with me, but Danny is linked to the pit now. He luckily doesn't have pit rage like Jason, but he can calm Jason's pit and apparently glows according to Duke." Tim sobs. "I should have killed the man when I had a chance. I don't know what he did to Danny!"

"It's not your fault, Tim." Kon hugs Tim tightly, it's almost painful. "You were in a tough spot and doing your best to keep you both alive."

"Just focus on healing and moving on." Bart says while running a hand through Tim's hair. Cassie rubs both Tim and Kon's backs as Tim gets himself under control.

"Can.. can I meet him?" Kon whispers.

"I'd love for you to meet him." Tim sniffles. "He was nervous you'd hate him for existing. I apparently passed on my stupid anxiety. I couldn't quite get him to believe me when I told him he wouldn't be who you'd be mad at if you got mad. He wants to meet you, but I accidentally made the most jaded baby in the world."

"A Super raised by a Bat is going to be terrifying." Bart giggles. "We'll have to make sure he doesn't become a supervillain."

"Meh. He's too cute. If he goes evil, all he has to do is pout and he'll instantly win." Tim jokes, wiggling out of the hug. "Want to see pictures?"

There's a very strong positive response. The next 3 hours finds Tim showing off pictures and explaining the stories behind them, his team melting at how cute his son is. Tim feels the lightest he's felt in a while. He does have to promise Bart and Cassie to bring Danny over once Kon and Danny meet one on one first.

What Tim doesn't know is Kon is absolutely obsessed with and slightly horny over this parental side of Tim. He's fully daydreaming of the 3 of them living together and being disgustingly domestic the whole time Tim is showing off Danny. Cassie can tell what Kon is thinking about and is amused.

Once Tim leaves, the Titans go to the training room and fuck up some bots because of the rage they feel on Tim and Danny's behalf. They all agree to be as petty as possible to any LoA members they come across and to murder Ra's the moment there's an opportunity to do so without the JL knowing. Tim isn't the only unhinged one on this team. That's why they work so well together.

[hyperblue]

bruce wayne 🤝🏻 tim drake as mom coded characters is my favorite thing ever and you can only take the image out of my cold dead hands

tim drake, storming in and doing the Hands on Hips Thing TM: JACKSON BARTHOLOMEW DRAKE

dick and jason, immediately hit with flashbacks of bruce full-naming them while doing the exact same pose:

[red-replacement]

hcing kon as dyslexic bc he calls tim "wonder boy" instead of "boy wonder" and i believe he read it wrong once and didn't want to admit it so just stuck with the bit

kon: oh where's my wonder boy!

tim: did you mean "boy wonder"?

kon, glancing over at the article he saw calling tim that seeing it does in fact say "boy wonder":

kon: no

[hmslusitania]

Tim:

Kon:

Tim:

Kon:

Tim:

Kon:

Tim: twice?!

Kon: it’s not like I did it on purpose!!!

Tim: TWICE Conner

Kon: it’s not my fault!!!

Tim: you somehow managed to date two (2) girls named Cassandra and BOTH of them turned out to be gay?!

Kon: LOOK—

[softsadrainy]

// f slur use (non derogatory?)

Kon's jacket!! the fuckin guy ever dude

close up of these freaks also bc i love them

and here is it without its pizazz or fun

[daylesspax]

Did my first fandom piece for my PRIDE magazine collection! Featuring my favorite Dumbass with Sunglasses™️ and my Pride headcanons for him!

[st7arlight]

im especially proud of this bit so it gets its own post :)

[cloveang3l]

Trying to figure out my design for him - but god he's so sillyyyy /vaff

someone take my star doodles away from me pls

also i just realised with this piece that ive been doing the super logo wrong every time - its a red S with yellow background lmfao!?!??! i knew this but i draw these from memory and go. yeah.... dark colour = background....

[cemetery-clone]

One time Impulse was late for something after a mission and Rob was like “forgetting something??” In his cute bossy voice that he does yk,, and Impulse gave him a kiss on the forehead and ran away??

rob was very confused and yelled “who raised you” toward the empty space impulse ran from