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lucyquinzelmd​:

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Lucy looked up at him and grinned. “Yeah, I know everybody got rid of it, but I didn’t,” she said, shrugging her shoulders. “It’s fun, ya know? Those grinning little pigs really deserve to get their shit wrecked, in my opinion.” She brightened as he spoke, nodding with enthusiasm. “Yeah!” she said. “We can still go. As long as we get one of those giant tubs of popcorn, okay?”

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     “I’m not really one for games on my phone altogether, honestly” he shrugged weakly. It didn’t seem to bother Lucy too much that she was the last to have the game and as long as it was making her happy, Tim couldn’t find fault. Anything light-hearted and fun was either hard to come by or make time for in their lives, who was he to dampen her fun? “What did those little green pigs ever do to you, huh? But agreed” he couldn’t help but chuckle. “Popcorn is on me, you got it. Ready to go?”

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impclsivity​:

Tim Drake.

“Yeup, you know, crash! Awesome, cool, amazing, the opposite of the mode, all that stuff!” He exclaimed with fierce nods of his head following his many words. “Okay but that is totally not an actual answer.” He pointed out just as jolly as he’d said anything else and without any judgement. “Uhhhh maybe this century’s games? I don’t know how to actually play any of them so you’d need to put on your teaching goggles, which would be good practice for being team leader too so it works out for us both!”

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     “I’m beginning to understand, at the very least” Tim blinked, catching enough of the synonyms that Bart was reeling off to grasp what it was that he was trying to say to him so excitedly. “It’s an answer” he smirked softly, shaking his head. Bart’s endless bouts of energy had once been intimidating to Tim because he struggled to keep up with what he was babbling on about and even though he still struggled at times even now, Bart was family. There was no judgement between them and it was a nice feeling. It made them a stronger team, also. “Sure, I can teach you. It will be all the more satisfying when I kick you ass” he smirked widely. “Let’s see what we’ve got”

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blueboywonders​:

“I figured I would.” He teased. Tim probably hadn’t eaten in hours and he was happy to get him out into the fresh night air and fed. He cared about his little brother and he knew him well enough to know that when something caught his interest- he tended to do nothing but think about it until he worked it out. It wasn’t exactly the healthiest thing in the world but that could be said about all of the Robins. “Great!” Dick replied with a smile as Tim got up and headed towards his suit. “Should we take Redbird or do things my way?” He called after him. 

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     “I’m just that predictable, huh?” Tim scoffed, although, he wasn’t all that offended. It didn’t take a genius to pick up on the fact that Tim wasn’t the best when it came to remembering to feed himself after all, and Dick was arguably one of the people that knew him the best. “...I was going to say that your way might draw less attention, but then again it’s you” he smirked, looking back at his older brother over his shoulder. “Your way sounds good, though. The original Robin experience” The fanboy in him had flamed out years ago now, but there would always be an admiration that Tim held for his brother. He looked up to him, even now that he was making his own path. 

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Timmy ft Timber

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i want to be the boy in the yellow cape

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@impclsivity @cassiexsandsmark

young justice

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A police officer: you’re being fined for having three people on one motorcycle

Cassie: wait—

Conner: three?

Tim: OH MY GOD BART FELL OFF

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happy pride from your local queer robin :]

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pride month!!!!😁🌈

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cassiexsandsmark​:

She stole a glance his way, the way his face lit up from the adrenaline rush, from doing what they did best and she could help but match his expression. “Picked up some tips from Alfred?” she teased him, knowing that Tim was resourceful all on his own. She couldn’t sew for shit. Wasn’t part of her Amazonian training and her mother was too busy to really help her get into any hobbies. “Pizza.” she agreed linking her arm with his. She wondered if he ever thought about Kon too, the absence like a loud silence between them. 

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     “I might have started paying attention after the first couple of tears in my cape” he smirked softly. He probably could have figured it out for himself otherwise since Tim was nothing if not determined once he set his mind on something, but he couldn’t guarantee that it would have been as seamless as the work of their beloved butler. “Pineapple pizza..” he scrunched his nose up playfully, turning to look at her as he broke into a laugh. This was nice - normal. As normal as things could feel around the heavy feeling that something somebody was always missing. Perhaps it was denial, but Tim still caught himself staring up at the sky late at night sometimes, wondering if somehow Conner was up there. It was easier to swallow than the truth, after all.  “Come on, let’s get inside..” Tim nodded, swallowing the lump in his throat as he pushed open the door to the diner, holding it for her. 

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enthusiastofwaffles​:

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        A year later and Stephanie still found herself unable to be around him without feeling like she was drowning, suffocating in his presence. It was funny how in the blink of an eye that had gone from a feeling that heightened her pulse to one that made her heart feel like it was going to shatter all over again. Heartbreak was nothing new, but with Tim it was different. She was pretty sure he was the first person she had actually ever loved, having only fooled herself into thinking it with anyone before him. Their souls were forever intertwined in some way and that made it all the more painful to act like none of it had ever happened. Taking a breath, she forced air into her lungs to reset her thoughts. “Yeah, I don’t see why not.” There were so many reasons why not, but they all sounded childish. “But do I get the chair?” 

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     “Sure” Tim nodded quickly, scooping up his tablet to move out of the chair. Honestly, he was just relieved that she had humoured him. Tim couldn’t say that he had moved on from a time when the relationship that shared had been far more intimate, he wasn’t sure that he ever would move on, he had come to accept that it was over, however. He wanted Stephanie to be happy and as much as it pained Tim to admit to to himself, she wouldn’t be with him. She needed somebody that would soak up all of her affection, somebody that wouldn’t push her away like he had. “Was it a, uh, was it a good patrol?” he asked, raising his brows. He had always preferred silence, it helped him to think, but Tim hated silence from Stephanie. He always wanted to know what she was thinking. 

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impclsivity​:

Tim Drake.

“Yeah man that would be crash.” Well, Tim hadn’t actually been asking him, more so showing Bart the easier way to be asking someone to hang out than all lame ones he had used prior. In Bart’s defense, asking someone to hang out wasn’t really a lesson in the little amount of school he learned as a kid. He would remember for next time though, he was determined to say it right in the future. “Are we in the mood for something mission-y or game-type fun? Hold on, let me rephrase that question: how much sleep did you get last night?” It did impact what they would be doing after all. 

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     “Crash?” he rose a brow, smirking softly. A lot of the time, Tim didn’t really know what Bart was talking about but he always did his best to keep up. “There was definitely sleep...” He was unable to determine how much he had had exactly, but Tim had woken up in his bed, indicating that at the very least he had moved up from the cave when exhaustion began to set in. “What kind of games did you have in mind?” He wasn’t alert enough for a patrol right now. 

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cassiexsandsmark​:

Cassie rolled her eyes at him. “You’re eating something, even if it’s just cheese pizza.” Tim was known for living off coffee. It was something her and Kon teased him about relentlessly. Kon. Thinking about him made her heart ache, the team felt incomplete without him and she knew Tim felt the same. They’d always been close but without Kon she gravitated towards Tim more feeling safe with him, reassured. “Don’t tempt me I’ll order it tonight.” she warned. The fight was a quick one, Cassie landing a few good punches and strikes with her lasso. “The best.” she agreed handing the lady her purse back. “ugh, can’t go out anywhere nice!” she scoffed looking down at her pant leg which had a rip in it. The knife one of the thugs wielded had sliced just above her knee ripping the fabric but not the skin. 

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     Tim was still grinning, all fired up from the adrenaline rush from taking care of the thief when he heard Cassie complain, pulling a frown across his features as Tim looked over her ripped pants. “I have a sewing kit...if you wanted me to try and fix it” he offered. He had picked up a thing or two from observing Alfred over the years, but he was by no means an expert. “It’s not as noticeable as you think, though” he promised, a gentle reassurance that would hopefully ease her frustration. He never liked seeing Cassie upset, especially over something so small. “Pizza?”

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blueboywonders​:

Once Tim finally started reacting, Dick glanced him over. His posture and the way he had to roll his shoulders indicated that he’d been sitting there for a while. It was a good thing that he was pulling him away from his work. It would give him a chance to stretch out his legs. Besides, he hadn’t hung around with his brother for quite some time now. It would be great to catch up with him. He asked what he needed him for and Dick just smiled. “The conversation.” He admitted, “Patrols can feel pretty dull without a friend and Oracle’s a bit busy. Besides, I figured we could grab some food while we’re out. I’m thinking pizza?” 

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     “Of course” Tim let out a breathy laugh, unsurprised but also not mad about it. Dick was right, patrols could be boring and stretch on for what felt like forever without somebody to keep you company sometimes. It was one of the reasons he had missed Dick so much, after all. “You had me at pizza” he grinned, his stomach growling as if on cue. He couldn’t actually remember the last time that he had eaten a meal but like usual, he’d had plenty of coffee to keep him going. “Let me get my suit. It’ll be just like old times”

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impclsivity​:

Tim Drake. 

“Me? Bored?” He considered lying, that would be easy and totally in character but naw, it was Tim, no need for lying. “Well duh, I totally am! And as my friend, it is your sacred duty to entertain me.” He declared. “Plus plus you’re also my team leader so that doubles the responsibility to make sure I don’t do something dumb in my boredom.” Eh not really but Bart liked his own logic no matter how ludicrous. 

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     Tim rose in brows, holding back a smirk as he watched Bart try to explain the plethora of reasons that he was obligated to hang out with him right now, waiting patiently for him to finish before he finally smirked, folding his book closed. “You ever heard of just saying hey man, wanna go do something fun?” he teased. “What did you have in mind?” he asked, hoping that his boredom hadn’t inspired any reckless ideas. 

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     “Angry birds? Wow I haven’t played that game in years” he couldn’t help but laugh, relieved to hear that she wasn’t truly upset with him for losing track of time. “Well I’m glad it was keeping you entertained” he shrugged, reaching for his jacket. “Did you still want to go to the movies today?” he double checked, unsure if she had changed her mind now that she had been sucked into the game. “Or, well, I guess it doesn’t have to be the movies”