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💌 HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TIM DRAKE 💌

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Redraw!

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A Tim WIP i have to find the motivation to fix & render. I like the idea of him wearing blemish stickers and skateboarding to obnoxiously loud music you can hear through his headphones.

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I swear I’m still writing the kpop au

(Let’s Go Karaoke!)

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HC: Jason has some resource guarding tendencies. You know Jason's fallen for Tim when he, FINALLY, offers Tim some instead of scarfing it down before Tim even has the chance to think about asking for some.

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i saw this tag on my other post and just had to bring it into existence

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jason is in love obsessed with tim

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it happened one time, where red hood was on a case, hacking into radio frequencies when he, by accident, ended up listening to a conversation between red robin and spoiler.

at first, he didn't know who these ppl were, and he wasn't interested at all in their conversation. they weren't his target by how young they sounded. but he still kept listening, only to make sure they weren't close enough to interfere.

"How come you haven't found anyone? I thought Nytr* was great for that?"

a love conversation, for what he could understand. rr knew that nytr was a dating app.

"It was, but I guess that was the problem. There's a shortage of tops."

he kept listening, but nothing caught his attention. there was no judging, no opinion. he waited for information that was worth his time, and just when he was about to switch channel, he heard a name.

"Oh, the poor Red Robin still a virgin!" the voice was followed by a chuckle. "Have you ever heard about being versatile?"

rr connected the dots. red robin & spoiler.

"Not my thing, thanks."

he have had some encounters with him. after everything that jason did to him, they were some kind of civil, and even good as a team. but jason always kept himself at some distance.

he changed the channel, but seconds before it happened, he heard his own name. going back as fast as he could, he was able to hear the end of that convo.

he was red robin's type.

it took jason a few weeks before he decided to make a nytr account. he had never tried anything like that, and he wasn't really interested in people - not romantically, not sexually, but ... red robin was interesting.

and maybe he had dreamt, and fantasized about him a couple of times...

yes, they didn't have the best relationship, and it started pretty bad, BUT he wasn't the only one interested. he knew that now.

he set up his account, and when he began to look for red robin, he received a text message. looking for him would have to wait, he needed to go back to an important case.

and honestly, it was important. and when he remembered to check the app again, a few days had passed already. he saw the notifications, the people interested, the messages. too many. way too many.

he only wanted to casually match with tim.

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notes:

*nytr instead of grindr. you know that gotham has to have their own version.

jason is popular for obvious reasons, besides being a top.

this was the idea that i had in mind, but i didn't know how i wanted to continue it, less how to finish it.

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imagine jason getting a bit drunk, feeling between too heavy, too light. if he looks around, he gets dizzy, but it's a nice feeling from all the heavy work he does daily, and his mind goes quiet. there is no joker's laughter, there are no hallucinations, and just as he's sitting on the couch, he sees tim across the room, talking to someone, having a good conversation while he's drinking zesti cola.

there's people around jason, talking, they are in the middle of a conversation and maybe it gets a bit intense, but jason is not participating. he has his eyes on tim all the time (except when he looks at his drink and sips), and those who notice jason, think he might have a grudge against tim. but after a long moment of just staring at tim, he stands up and walks straight to him.

those who are talking to tim, get quiet and pull away, afraid of such huge, tall guy who is staring (maybe too intensely?) at tim. nobody wants to get in trouble.

but jason only leans down, a big, scarred hand hovers before, gently, so very gently, cups tim's chin, as if he thought that if he did it with a bit of force, he might damage his skin.

tim looks at him confused, but doesn't pull away. he's still sitting down on the couch, a can of zesti on his hand, getting warm. he doesn't pull away because what is jason doing anyway?

jason's teal (or blue, do you like them blue?) eyes move from tim's eyes to his nose, cheeks, then lips, and then they go up again, observing, studying, doing something, bfore they focus back on his lips.

"Jason?"

he hushes him, and going with the sudden "movement" (there's no movement, he's drunk, his brain is not coordinating) of his body, he leans in, kissing for the first time, tim's soft, soft lips.

he presses against them, eyes closed, and they feel like a tight line, but soon after they become soft, they even feel like he's kissing back.

they feel so good, that jason gives him another chaste kiss, and just then he feels tim's tiny, mischievous tongue, asking for a bit more. small hands cupping his face, and hey, this whole thing feels really good.

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i've been thinking- what if jason still doesn't like tim at all, but he gets so obsessed with him, that he ends up knowing tim even better than he knows himself. he knows his morning routines, his favorite food and drinks, what he's allergic to, his favorite bands (why he has to know about music? idk, but he knows. he did his homework), he knows what kind of social media content he consumes (and likes or bookmarks), that when he's too sleepy and exhausted, he might even not even swallow the sip he took from his coffee, and instead he just spits it back, or how he leaves the ice cream tub back inside the fridge with a metal spoon inside of it, because he forgot to take it out (he forgets every time).

jason knows all that, and he is like, so obsessed with him, that when tim goes out in a mission with his "little group of friends", jason still keeps tabs on him. he's not present, but he knows what tim is doing, who is he fighting. and whenever he catches himself on why he's doing that, he "lies" to himself saying that he needs to know the enemy. he needs to know him so well, so when he attacks, gets rid of him, and then destroys (emotionally) bruce, he will know he did an excellent job. i also say he ""lies"" because he isn't even sure of why he's doing it, but he doesn't want to entertain the question for too long.

and maybe, subconsciously he has claimed tim as his prey, that when someone has a bounty on tim's head, jason already knows and is already hunting whoever tries to hunt red robin, because tim is his prey.

but everyone, including tim, they "know" that jason hates him. he did beat him that night, he made things clear-- but that was their last interaction. they don't know that when tim is in actual danger, jason has some plan b, c and d for him. because of course, he's not a baby sitter and he won't be chasing him like a stalker when he goes out to work as red robin, but jason is smart too. he doesn't want anyone finishing his job. yeah, you can punch red robin, kick him in the face, jason isn't worried for a few broken ribs. he is completely aware that tim can fight back, can take those guys and send them to the hospital-- but when things are serious. when its about life and death... jason is ready.

maybe some nights he is there, around, casually. not because he planned it. he just had things to do around the same city. ofc.

tim was unconscious and thrown out a building, but for some reason he was found tucked away somewhere safe. who did that? tim was being attacked by two criminals out front, and for some unknown reason, someone (who he didn't know was behind him) exploded! what happened? who knows! you can bet your ass if tim needs a kidney transplant, he will even have where to choose from.

... maybe this is me retelling that old idea i had but in a bit of a different way of how jason falls for tim and woos him in his own twisted way.

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Sorry I'm Here For Someone Else

The red glow from the neon lights shifted every few seconds, giving way to a purple glow, making him feel surreal --if that was even a thing. Maybe it wasn't the glare of the lights that made him feel that way, it was his scrambled brain.

Reading his surroundings was taking him a bit more of time, his mind busy as it tried to slow down, to grasp for something to steady it. Still, that that didn't mean the outside world wasn't affecting him somehow.

The AC of the restaurant was on and hitting the left side of his face and body. Outside, the few people that were still on the streets ran past him, their images briefly caught in the window as they tried to escape the heavy rain.

A sudden itch on the back of his neck made his arm move, just to realize his whole body felt numb, and the tip of his fingers tingled. It could be the fighting he had with some criminals before arriving, it could be the cold rain, or that he was still trying his best to make his relationship survive. Bernard and him were working it out. They both wanted this, it was going to be fine... right?

A familiar, sweet aroma drifted to him before his eyes caught sight of the dessert that was sat on his table, snapping him out of his trance.

Tim stared at a big, fat slice of cake for a moment. Soft chocolate bread, with a delicious sweet and acidic icing, and walnuts on top. And while his mouth watered, he remembered that he haven't ordered anything yet.

"You look like you need something good tonight," a too familiar voice spoke. "Cream cheese and milkyway always made you feel better."

His voice was raspy, and it hit Tim's brain perfectly. It almost felt like this is what he needed.

"I'm sorry, I'm here for someone else." He excused himself as if he was being hit on... or worse, judged.

Jason arched an eyebrow, but seconds later he smirked down at him. His beautiful teal eyes watching him with amusement, as he remained standing next to the table, his knuckles resting on the smooth surface.

Tim glanced down at his hand, his thoughts somewhere else as he now focused on the cake, not sure where to look at.

It had been a while since he last saw Jason, and he wasn't sure if he looked just as handsome as ever, or even more. His stupid, flirtatious smile always made his stomach feel funny, and tonight wasn't the exception.

Gathering some courage, he looked up at him again. "But it's good to see your face. I really hope you're doing well."

Jason only gave a short nod, that damn smile still on his face before he walked away from the table.

He could feel his heart hammering, almost as if it was trying to crawl up his throat and leave with Jason, but he reminded himself that he wasn't dating him anymore.

He was dating Bernard.

Just when he thought Jason was gone, he appeared again, this time placing a fork gently on the edge of the plate.

"Remind him that you need his help to take breaks every now and then."

Tim watched him go, observing his body as he stooped at the jukebox. He remembered those times that they would spend here, only as Jason and Tim. There was no Red Hood, no Red Robin, no crimes and cases, it was only two guys in love, going for dates in the middle of the night.

A song - favorite of Tim, started playing, and Jason just then, went back to his stool at the bar. Tim looked back at the slice of cake, grabbing the fork with a frozen hand, and taking a bite.

Tim wasn't thinking anything in particular when his eyes began to look for Jason's jacket. It was as if his body and mind already knew what they wanted, what they needed, and he was the last to know.

The jacket was folded neatly on the next stool, and he thought of those times that, when the cold was sudden, or it was too late at night, Jason would let him wear it, to keep him warm. And it wasn't as if it was a secret that Tim loved it. It was warm, comfortable, and it smelled like Jason. It was just perfect.

A soft buzz made him gasp. He took out his phone, a notification of a message appeared on the screen. Bernard's.

I'll be late!!. Batman toldme about yur new case, u need to let me help u! We will do this together!

Tim took another bite of his cake and looked at Jason. He stared at his arms and back, and remembered how strong he was, and how warm he felt whenever he'd lean against him. How he could forget about the world whenever Jason embraced him.

His brain felt like screaming.

Don't order anything without me!!

Tim quietly pressed a button, turning off the screen and placing the phone screen down against the table. He took another - bigger bite of his cake, then another one, and another one until it was all gone.

He was so tired. Why was Bernard trying to know everything that Red Robin was doing? Why Bruce allowed it, and why he felt as if Bernard was trying to control him? To be part of the team? They were dating- not even married. He wanted a break, he wanted a moment where he could be Tim, not Red Robin. He wanted to connect with someone...

He stood up immediately. Every step he took felt heavy, and reminded him that his body was sore, and cold, and it all felt as if he was trying to walk underwater.

The tips of his fingers itched again just seconds before he reached for Jason's shirt. Jason stopped his conversation with the waitress as he turned to look at who needed him, confused, only for his face to change into a sweet smile when his eyes glanced at him, realizing who it was.

"Take me home." It was almost a plea.

It was wrong! He was so wrong! He was going to stand Bernard up. Bernard, who is his actual boyfriend, who he should be happily dating-- and maybe he had some hopes that Jason would say no, would stop him to do the right thing, but he didn't.

He didn't need to be told twice.

Jason rose from his seat, pulled out his worn leather wallet and placed some bills on the bar. Gaby, the waitress who used to talk to the ex couple smiled at Tim, as in one fluid motion, Jason grabbed his jacket and draped it gently over Tim's shoulder.

It was ridiculous, it was wrong, but in that instant, it felt like Jason had placed some safe walls around him, keeping the world outside, away from him. Letting his brain rest for a moment. And just as his mind was relaxing, he felt Jason's big, warm hand in his, interlacing their fingers and leading him outside of their favorite diner without any hesitation.

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Some more omori inspired Tim ... animations? animatics? stuff. ( there is music btw )

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This started as a redraw of an old Jason drawing I did but then it turned into Jason being angsty, then I decided to clown on it by turning it into Jason getting a headache from Tim "Well Actually ☝️🤓" Drake.

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playing hard to want