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Hey!!! Funnfatale here to let you guys know our favorite little birdy Laur is taking a break to mull things over. She’s going through a rough patch right now, and is thinking about potentially axing this blog, so I’ve taken over in the meantime. She’ll be back in a few days once she’s come to a thorough decision. Please be patient with her and feel free to send love in the meantime!!!

xoxo, - Kathy.

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Send “New Years Kiss” to give my muse a kiss at midnight on New Year’s Eve

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                                 i would like to start off by saying i’ve only been back in the dc fandom for a month now. i never stay long && i never make any friends. this time i have not only acquired a small network of people whom i genuinely care for, but i plan on keeping this blog for the long haul. i love you guys && there is nowhere else i would rather be. SO TO CELEBRATE THAT — i would like to acknowledge the ones who have taken time out to make me a part of their lives. i love these people dearly && would do anything for them. so here’s to the new year && people i hope to call old friends.

THE ONES THAT NEVER LEAVE

@graveclawed - i have to start with you because you are without a doubt the most important person on this list. i met you over a year ago && lydia && stiles were practically inseparable. we always end up in the same place at the same time, it’s like we just can’t shake eachother && it is the happiest coincidence of my life. you are such a beautiful && dear friend to me, lights i never want to lose you. i could get sappy && weak ( i’m always weak for you ) but i won’t embarrass you all over the dash. so i’ll stick with i love you. you’re my best friend here. 

@nightfostered - dick grayson. my actual brother. who allowed me to be born from his own mothers womb. okay, i kid — but bre was the first person ( literally on my first day ) to reach out to me && tell me that even though my blog was empty, they still loved it && couldn’t wait to talk to me more. guess what, dude. you’re stuck with me now. && it’s not just about my big lesbian crush on you. kidding. but i love you && you’ve been nothing but kind && sweet to me. i can’t wait to see where our muses take their beautiful and interesting relationship. 

@birdbraiin - guess what laur. you’re also stuck with me. timothy jackson drake. MY TIM. the love of my life. i love writing with you, i love talking to you. we never have a dull conversation. it’s just so easy to open up with you && tell you everything i’m thinking. even if i’m sure sometimes you wish i’d stop. but i’m here && you’re stuck with me. i adore you, cupcake. i wouldn’t want anyone else to be the tim to my steph. 

@funnfatale - kathy i feel like no matter what i have to mention you. there’s just no way around how important you are to me in my life at this time. you’ve talked me through things && helped me, && i try so hard to help you in return. i can really only hope that i’m doing enough. && your harley is the best sister && friend steph could ask for. they just have so much in common && you && i have so much in common. i couldn’t imagine what sort of life i would have with this blog if we hadn’t become friends. 

THE ONES I WILL ADMIRE && KEEP

in no particular order, these are the ones i admire && appreciate through it all. @shedgravity @batgirlbatarangs @alluringclaws @cadmusreject @jxsontodd @pcnnywcrth @perfectedrobin @miraclewinged @capedfound @killerborn @lethalkiss @redfailure 

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“ think about what you’re doing. ”

@comiitatus

the same that hitches his mouth is shaky, faltering. he wants to ask bucky what he’s talking about, that he hasn’t been doing much of anything at all. but tim hasn’t tried for the same level of secrecy about his activities as he would if he were still living in gotham, with bruce. there are things tony doesn’t notice, not because he’s stupid, but for the fact that tim’s gotten good at pretending everything is fine. (sometimes he can almost convince himself.)

tim’s never had a problem with thinking. or– not a problem with not doing it. does it just about every moment of his life, if his thought process were a tapestry his would look like a cat had taken claws to it. all frayed and picked apart ends. 

“contrary to what you may think– i do know what i’m doing.” tim knows what he’s signed up for, carrying on like this with kon. he doesn’t need to be a psychic to know this will end in a wound, it’ll hurt. but he’s been hurt before. he knows what to expect. the point is that pain can be managed-- compartmentalize it and you could fit it away for a surprisingly long time. of course he likes to think he’s earned a certain amount of numbness, it was sort of terrible, the things you could just get USED TO if you felt them often enough. 

he’d known what it was from the start, two clear paths diverging in his head. based on his choice. either he tensed when the kiss came, pushed kon back. remained cold-- distant, professional. the unknown & unknowable robin. 

    ( or he didn’t.) 

he’d melted.

here tim was exactly where he thought he’d be. but at least now he wasn’t tortured by not knowing. now he’s burdened with perhaps TOO MUCH knowing, but that had been the story of his life, one that tim had accepted. knowing hurt-- there was a cost to it, but given the choice... he’d choose knowing every time over not.

      “anyway. i’ve already committed at this point. hard to get off the roller coaster in the middle of the ride, isn’t it? “

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@He’s ready to fight at any second, to throw fists at this best friend without another thought, to uncheck his strength because hes sick and tired of Tim telling him that it was all going to be alright–and it scares him. Frightens him to think so similarly like the side of his genetics that he’s tried to squash out, but he remembers, in the flashes of anger, what he’s done and what he’s capable of. Know that he’ll always be part Lex Luthor, a menace to society one day no matter how hard Superman tries to show him another path. One day he won’t be able to break himself free or control himself and he’ll do it. He’ll fight Tim over the smallest thing as the last pizza slice.

For now he’ll back down, shake his head, and say ‘i don’t think I can stay on the team.’

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It was 80% a joke, was the thing. A pointed little comment that was meant to be laughed over, swept away--- forgotten. Because Kon has seen the way Batman & Superman were together, the definition at times of being emotionally stunted with one another. (Mostly on Bruce’s part, to be fair.) It’s was just supposed to be a reminder to them, that they aren’t set in stone yet. One day they’d be their mentors-- but they didn’t have to be them. Didn’t have to cold copy their lives & their mistakes. They could write their own history and Tim liked to think that it started with-- with resisting every Bruce inbred urge in him to squirrel away information like nuts for the winter. 

“Kon-- I. Where is this coming from?” Tim wishes he could reach out and grab the words back from the air, shove them back in his mouth where they should’ve stayed. “I-- well, that is, the team can’t afford to lose you. You’re one of our heaviest hitters.” 

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“She’s got at least ten pairs,” he says, scratching the shaved side of his head in a show of feigned innocence, as if he hadn’t just suggested that Tim hand over his girlfriend to him so casually–But it had become a joke, a sort of game between the three of them and Kon loved playing around.

He’d been sitting midair, legs crossed, hands resting on knees, and when it became the apparent that Tim was still down with their little game, he drops down onto the couch and stretches out, carelessly throwing his legs across Tim’s lap because damn it the couch is too small and he had enough body to go around. 

“I’d buy her somethin’…” He trails off, fingers pushing through the loose curls that fall across his brow. “Somethin’ she doesn’t have. Somethin’ cheesy that she won’t expect. Like a mug with your face plastered to it. Every mornin’ would start with a cup of coffee and that face of yours.”

“She has maybe one pair of purple boots, and those are like rubber rain boots. These ones are like--you know, sexy ones.” Alright, maybe the boots were also kind of a present to Tim, but he’s pretty sure he’s supposed to find his girlfriend hot so he’s not going to apologize for noticing the nice shape of her legs. 

   “Also, pretty sure you haven’t been in my girlfriend’s closet.” Tim says, glancing up at where Kon is hovering mid-air.  

“Unless there’s something you’d like to tell me?” Just pointed enough to be playful-- Kon would joke with him but-- they were friends for a reason and Kon would never betray him like that. And Tim knew it too. 

Kon drops on the couch, in very Kon fashion-- stretching out his legs over Tim’s lap. This earns him an eyebrow raise, but not much more than that. 

    “I’m not gonna buy her something with my face on it-- I’m not that obsessed with my own vanity. As pretty as I am.” 

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“You’re thinking of gettin’ her what–? No, Tim. I’m a year old and even I know that’s a stupid gift. Honestly, you might as well give her to me.”

“What’s wrong with them?” Voice sharper than he was intending but-- nobody with Kon’s costume choices had the right to say a n y t h i n g when it came to fashion, Tim was pretty sure.

      “They’re purple boots, she’ll love them.” What wasn’t to love? They were made of soft supple leather and they’d make her legs look fantastic.

“Anyway-- what would you get her oh guru of all things feminine?” His tone is not light on the sarcasm.

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☎

[ sms- cass; ] you said you’d meet me for patrol @ 9. missy moo it is 9:30.[ sms- cass; ] if you are bleeding in a gutter somewhere not texting me back, you are in so much trouble. 

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♀

[ sms - daddy batbucks; ] i can’t believe you broke the ‘world’s best batdad’ mug i made you. i painted that @ color me mine. 😢[ sms - daddy batbucks; ] that’s the last time i get you something hand made for father’s day, B.[ sms - daddy batbucks; ] nothing but store bought 💩 for you.

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“✉”

[drafts - aunt harls;] why does robin never have pants? pretty sure my malibu barbie was showing less skin. do you think batman can’t afford pants for them? 

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Send “✆” for a MORNING text. Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT. Send “☎” for a RUSHED text. Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text. Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text. Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text. Send “#” for a RANDOM text. Send “@” for a SCARED text. Send “&” for a LOVING text. Send “%” for a CURIOUS text. Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text. Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text. Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.

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so as of last night i am remaking my captain america blog, so i’ll be doing some stuff in that vicinity tonight. if you want to follow it’s @starshielded 

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Random positivity stuff: thank you for being so awesome, you make an awesome Tim, and you are a delight to have on dash, also i hope u get a good day and all the things u want come true *hugs*

aww you’re a sweetie pie and an awesome cass to have on my dash. tim’s true clothing stealing sibling. <3

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spoiler alert: ur a fuckin nerd

“ spoiler: ur fuckin a nerd so there. “

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Dear Tumblr,

when will I get the fucking update so I can finally respond to some of my RPs? 

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“ alright-- that commentary feels a little personal and below the belt. ” batman wasn’t his father, not his actual father but he’s always had that sort of fatherly respect for him. and the man had adopted him, basically said to the world that tim was his son. if not by blood than by c h o i c e. 

( it was also true that he’d-- he wanted bruce’s approval. but he hadn’t become robin to get it. he didn’t risk his life for it either. )

“ i never said you did. i just-- i WORRY okay? and i just never wanted you to feel like you had to do this. not for me or not, to like, make up for things your father did either. “

                                       ❛ i don’t put on that s t u p i d, itchy cowl to make someone P R O U D of me. batman isn’t my father — i don’t SEEK his approval. ❜ a sigh of RESIGNATION. this fight can’t go on forever. he would N E V E R understand if he did not in this moment.  ❛ i put on that cowl for ME. i fight to make this city safer for the people I LOVE; it JUST so happens they choose to fight B E S I D E me. ❜

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indie tim drake. written by laur.