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Trans!Tim week day seven: increased sex drive on testosterone - this is what the poll i made a while ago was for!

My Lover's the Sunlight Ao3 Summary: Tim's testosterone has been affecting his sex drive lately, and Kon offers to help.

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Punch Bowl

Written for day 7 of @transtimdrakeweek for the prompt “Increased Sex Drive on Testosterone.”

Pairing: Alfred Pennyworth/Tim Drake

Rating: Explicit

Category: M/M

Wordcount: 1.6k

Tags: Pseudo-Incest, Trans Male Character, Trans Tim Drake (DCU), Sexual Frustration, Oral Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Acts of Service

Summary:

Tim blames his testosterone. He’s been twitchier, angrier, and hornier than he’s ever been in his life with the new dosage. As far as patience goes, Tim normally has it in leaps and bounds compared to the rest of the family.

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Thank you to everyone who's joined us for Trans Tim Drake Week 2025! In honor of the last day of the event, and Tim's birthday, it's time to share some love for all your creations.

Join our comment party by leaving some nice words for your favorite works from the week! You can comment on ao3 (the event's collection is here) or in the tags on a reblog here on tumblr.

Late entries are welcome to join the ao3 collection any time. The "#trans tim drake week 2025" tag on tumblr will be monitored for one more week, after which late entries won't be reblogged. We'll see you all next year for 2026!

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Dreams Reflecting Reality - nursal1060 - Multifandom [Archive of Our Own]

Summary:

Soulmates in Gotham are determined through dreams - seeing a soulmate in your dreams is a sure sign that you're with the right person. After starting testosterone, Tim starts seeing Dick in his dreams. When Dick’s injury brings them closer together, it's only a matter of time before Tim lets his desires guide them. DickTim Week: Soulmates Trans Tim Drake Week: Increased Sex Drive AND Bottom Growth on Testosterone

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Out Of Touch

Trans Tim Drake week day 6: Transfem Tim Drake

Fandom: Batman

Relationship: Tim Drake & Jason Todd

Words: 2,722

Jason’s never been up to date with the current lingo or internet memes. He didn’t have much access to the internet growing up, and then when Bruce took him in he was more interested in going out as Robin and acing his English papers. And then he was dead and being brought up by literal assassins for the formative years of his life.

Now all his siblings keep using memes he doesn't understand. Tim is the worst offender, what with all of his "girl memes".

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Started Out With a Kiss (how did it end up like this?)

Written for day 6 of @transtimdrakeweek for the prompt “First Time”.

Pairing: Alfred Pennyworth/Tim Drake

Rating: Explicit

Category: M/M

Wordcount: 4K

Tags: Pseudo-Incest, Trans Male Character, Trans Tim Drake (DCU), Aphrodisiacs, Pain, Spells & Enchantments, Pining, Humor, Vaginal Fingering, Vaginal Sex, Creampie, Gentle Sex, Loss of Virginity

Summary:

“Timmy, Timmers, little brother,” Dick beelines back over to him, catching him under the arms when Tim sort of stumbles forward. “Just tell us who it is, yeah? No judgement, we can figure this out. Do I need to call Cass? Duke? Steph?”

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Trans Tim Drake Week 2025, Day 6: trans role model/mentor

Rating: G

Summary: Bruce has been noticing some strange behavior from Tim.

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Growing Pains

Written for day 5 of @transtimdrakeweek for the prompt “Binder”.

Pairing: Alfred Pennyworth/Tim Drake

Rating: Explicit

Category: M/M

Wordcount: 2.2k

Warning: Underage Sex

Tags: Pseudo-Incest, Trans Male Character, Trans Tim Drake (DCU), Medical Exam, Binder Pain, Breast Exam, Fondling, Breast Sucking, Dubious Consent, Enthusiastic Consent, Grinding, Pussy Jobs

Summary:

Tim tries to take a deep breath only serving to put himself in more pain. “I, um, I think my binder is getting too small,” he admits, averting his eyes in embarrassment.

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and if you knew that we were the same

Trans Tim Drake Week day 5: T4T Relationships Relationship: Tim Drake/Jason Todd Summary: Tim needs advice. Unfortunately Jason Todd is the only person Tim can go to for said advice. Double-unfortunate he also hates Tim on account of how Tim stole Robin and has been avoiding Tim for the last year.

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Room Enough for Both of Us

Trans Tim Drake Week day 5 – T4T Relationships | Binding | Gender Realization

Jay and Tim have grown close over the years, because they fundamentally understand eachother like no one else does. After all, they helped make eachother into the people they are today.

And maybe that growing relationship has led to a few hookups. Or a lot of hookups. Enough hookups that when Jay asks if Tim wants to ditch patrol and head back to her place, he already has all the equipment he needs.

Additional info: Explicit, light dom/sub, developing relationship

https://archiveofourown.org/collections/trans_tim_drake_week2025/works/67600361

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All Dressed Up

Trans Tim Drake Week day 4 – Disguises | Scars | New Clothes/New Suit

DickTim Week day 4: Obsession – Codependency | Incest Kink | Fake Dating

Dick needs Tim's help for some undercover casework, but he's running late. Dick is trying to keep an eye out for him and not get distracted by being approached by gorgeous women.

And then the gorgeous woman turns out to be Tim.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/67635696

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Every Piece

Written for day 4 of @transtimdrakeweek for the prompt “Scars”.

Pairing: Alfred Pennyworth/Tim Drake

Rating: Mature

Category: M/M

Wordcount: 1k

Tags: Established Relationship, Pseudo-Incest, Scars, Top Surgery Scars, Body Worship, No Sex, Early Mornings, Cuddling, Fluff

Summary:

“What’s your fixation with them? My top surgery scars?” The vigilante questions, genuinely curious.

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Trans Tim Drake Week 2025, Day 4: Disguises

Rating: G

Summary: "Alvin" has a realization.

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Amorous Congress

Written for day 3 of @transtimdrakeweek for the prompt “Gala/Event”.

Pairing: Alfred Pennyworth/Tim Drake

Category: F/M

Rating: Explicit

Wordcount: 5.2k

Tags: No Capes AU, Tim Drake is Not Red Robin, Wayne Gala (DCU), Slow Dancing, Flirting, Trans Female Character, Trans Tim Drake (DCU), Gender Dysphoria, Gender Euphoria, Oral Sex, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Condoms

Summary:

“How have you been, Alfred?”

“Oh swell, Madam, but,” the butler pauses, smiling charmingly as he slowly lifts her hand to press a chaste kiss to the ring she’s wearing on her pointer finger, “I would be much better if the most beautiful woman in the room would be willing to grace me with a dance.”

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A Rose by Any Other Name

Fandom: Batman

Summary:

Parties are so boring. There's nothing for a young girl to do. She can't play soccer with the boys, she can't interrupt the adults' conversations. She has to stand around and smile in an itchy dress that she hates. It all gets to be too much and she runs away to get some space when she meets Mr. Alfred who is probably the coolest person on the planet.

AO3 Link

Written for @transtimdrakeweek

Word Count 1.7k

Note: I'm imagining Tim as around seven at most in this fic. He doesn't know that being trans is an option yet. So most of the fic will use his deadname and female pronouns in the narration because that's how he thinks of himself. Still, it's fairly lighthearted in tone. No transphobia (but some sexism). Alfred comes to the rescue and is just the type of person Tim needs to talk to.

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Kim glanced at her mommy who was still talking to the other adults. She bit back a yawn and tried really hard not to scratch at the neckline of her dress. It itched though! And mommy didn't care.

Kim had told her she didn't like the dress. But mommy said she had to wear one. Since Kim didn't like any of them, mommy said this one was best. That the bright red and pink roses embroidered at her waist and down her skirt would be a perfect fit for a party in the flower garden of the Wayne estate.

One of the servers saw her and bent down to offer a cup of lemonade.

Kim smiled and said "Thank you," just as mommy had told her to do.

The server smiled back. "You're very welcome," she said before walking away. None of the adults had taken anything from her. They wanted the adult drinks that Kim wasn't allowed to have.

Kim gripped her drink in both hands and glanced back up at mommy who still wasn't looking at her. She glanced away. The boys her age were all running around chasing a ball away from the adults. She wanted to join them, but last time she had mommy had gotten mad at her. Said it was "indecent" to run like that in a dress because if she fell, someone could see up her skirt.

Which is why Kim had wanted to wear a suit like the boys and daddy! It wasn't fair that she couldn't play with them. But maybe she could watch? It would be better than standing here with the adults as they talked about boring things.

She took a step away from her mommy and glanced up. Mommy didn't say anything. She took another step. When she still didn't get scolded, Kim took another and another. Until she was standing on the edge of the patch of lawn the boys had claimed for their game.

Clearly they were playing some form of soccer, kicking the ball to each other, but Kim couldn't figure out if there were any teams or even goal posts. The boys mostly just seemed to be chasing the ball and trying to steal it from whomever had it.

Until someone kicked it too hard and it bounced away from all of them, right towards her. Kim didn't have time to think, she just dropped her lemonade, pulled her leg back, and kicked hard with the inside of her foot just like daddy had taught her.

The ball flew past the boys, one of whom fell trying to grab it. One of the older boys, Tommy Ferrell, the son of one of her parents' business partners glared at her. "What do you think you're doing?"

Kim straightened her back and stared him in the eyes just like mommy did when she was annoyed. "Your ball was out of bounds. I was kicking it back."

"Girls can't play soccer!" shouted Tommy. "Go away! You're ruining the game!"

"Fine! I don't want to play your stupid game, anyway!" Kim's eyes burned, but she wasn't going to cry in front of these stupid boys. She spun on her heels and stormed away, making sure not to go near her parents. They wouldn't be happy to hear she tried to play with the boys, even though all she did was make sure the stupid ball didn't hit her when the boys lost control of it.

She bit her cheek to keep from crying as she walked past the adults. With her head down, no one paid her any attention.

She walked towards the house and found a small path leading away from the party. Hidden behind a bush was a stone bench. She jumped onto it and finally let herself cry.

"Stupid Tommy," she muttered to herself as she wiped at her face. Mommy had almost made her wear makeup today, but Kim had hid for long enough that the would be late if they took the time to put it on, so she didn't have to worry about it rubbing away.

Mommy would be so mad if she knew Kim had run off to cry in the bushes. Drake women were better than that, she'd say.

But Tommy had been mean and it wasn't fair. She'd just been there to watch.

"Young miss?" asked someone.

Kim sniffed and looked up to see an older man frowning at her. She tried to wipe her eyes again and smile, but she didn't think she did a good job. "Hello, sir."

"What seems to be the matter? Can I offer any assistance?"

Kim shook her head. "I am good." A Drake was always good.

The man sat down next to her. "Sometimes the crowds can be a bit much, can't they? The noise and the strangers? Not a lot for a young girl to do, either, is there?"

Kim shrugged. "I was watching the boys play soccer."

"A rambunctious bunch."

Kim frowned. "Ram— What's that mean?"

"Ram-bunk-tious," repeated the man slower. "I means they have a lot of energy and are acting quite wild."

"Ram-bunk-tious, rambunctious," repeated Kim. "Yes, they are. Tommy got mad I kicked the ball better than he can."

"Did he?" the man smiled. "He does seem the jealous type from what I've seen. I bet you kicked it quite well."

"You don't believe me," stated Kim. She crossed her arms. "I can kick a ball good as any boy."

Alfred knelt down on one knee in front of her. "Oh, I promise, I do believe you can. And did. I have met Tommy at previous events like this and he likes to cause problems. Is he why you're off here alone?"

Kim shrugged and scratched at the neckline of her dress. Why did the sleeves have to be made of mesh? It was so itchy! "I hate this stupid dress. It's itchy and the wind feels weird on my legs when it blows. And I can't run or play in it or mommy and daddy will be mad."

"Formal wear never is as comfortable as it should be, isn't it? Was there another dress you wanted to wear? What did that one look like?"

Kim shook her head hard. "I hate all dresses. They're so stupid! Why can't I wear a suit like daddy and the boys? Why do I have to be a girl?"

The man's eyes widened slightly, but then he smiled at her so softly that Kim wanted to cry again for some reason. "You don't like being a girl?"

"Being a boy seems like more fun. You don't have to wear dresses. You can play sports even if you're bad at them. No one gets mad if you run in the halls or get a little loud. And you can have short hair that doesn't get tangled when you forget to brush it."

"Well, I know it probably won't help, but I think you'd look quite handsome in a suit with short hair." He patted her hand and pushed up to sit next to her on the bench again.

"Do you?" asked Kim. "I tried on one of Daddy's shirts last time they left, but it was so big it just looked like a dress."

"I very much do. And I know a lot about clothing, I assure you."

"Maybe if mommy and daddy can see me in a suit, they'll let me wear one next time."

The man didn't say anything for a long time, but Kim was too busy thinking about what her parents might say if they saw her looking good in a suit. They'd have to let her wear one, then, wouldn't they?

"Perhaps," he said, finally.

"Hmm?" asked Kim. "Perhaps what?"

"My pardon. Just got lost in thought. I seem to have totally lost my manners. I am Alfred, what would be your name?"

"I'm Kim. Kim Drake." She held out her hand just as Daddy had told her too. "Nice to make your acquaintance, Mr. Alfred."

Mr. Alfred shook her hand. "And yours, Ms. Kim."

Kim bit her lip. "Can I tell you a secret?"

"Of course. I am very good at keeping secrets, I assure you. No one will learn it from me."

"I don't like my name."

"No? Is there something you'd prefer to be called?"

Kim shrugged. "I don't know. But Kim doesn't feel like it means me. Does that make sense?"

"I assure you, I understand the feeling completely."

"Sometimes I pretend people are calling me 'Tim' when they talk to me. I like to pretend I'm a boy."

"Well, while it is just the two of us, would you like me to call you Tim, young sir? I'd be happy to pretend with you."

Kim, no Tim, he got to be Tim right now, blinked in surprise, then smiled. "You can do that? Yes! Thank you, Mr. Alfred! Can you teach me what it's like to be a boy?"

"Of course I can." He paused, then asked, "Would you like to know a secret of mine, Tim?"

Tim nodded. "Yes, please! And I promise I won't tell anyone."

"Thank you. When I was your age, my parents liked to dress me in dresses as well. And they called me a girl's name, too. I was a little older than you, about fourteen, when I decided I wanted to wear suits and go by Alfred. A year after that, my father and I moved to America so I could live as a boy without anyone asking questions."

"Really! Do I have to move countries if I want to be a boy, too?"

"Not anymore, Mr. Tim. People are better about that sort of thing today."

Tim smiled. Maybe one day he could be a real boy, too. "Thank you, Mr. Alfred."

"Of course, Mr. Tim."

A harried server rushed past them with a tray full of empty glasses and Tim sighed.

"I should probably find my parents before they notice I'm gone."

"Well, why don't I walk with you, Mr. Tim. If they are upset, I will tell them that you were assisting me."

Tim hopped off the bench and grabbed Mr. Alfred's hand to drag him towards the party. "Mommy has a dark purple dress with blue flowers on it. She's really pretty."

"I'm sure she is. The mother of such a handsome young man must be."

Tim beamed up at him, his earlier upset entirely forgotten.

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Hope you enjoy! This little fic was written last night when I opened the collection for fics for the event and was sad to see only a few. Decided I had to do my part to fix that. (Even if there's other stuff I should be working on.)

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Trans Tim Drake Week 2025, Day 3: “you’re like me”

Rating: G

Summary: Tim makes a fool of himself, and then makes a friend.

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Trans Tim Drake Week 2025, Day 3: galas/formal events + dysphoria

Rating: G

Summary: Five formal events Tim has attended over the years.