#Tim is missing shit

[anjanahalo]

Wayne Vs Fenton 3

start of the madness

pls note I'm putting these numbers in as "what I have written." They're not gonna necessarily be in order. I hope to make a full fic to put on AO3. In the interim, here's stuff I wrote in general as it strikes me in the moment. This bit is from Tim's perspective after Damian and Danny Are Friends become a known quantity in the Wayne household. ~*~

Damian making friends didn’t make sense. Everyone else felt complacent in simply accepting it. Tim wasn’t. Considering his upbringing, autonomous socializing wasn’t part of Damian’s personality. Nor was how calm and patient the former assassin child became with all of his siblings, Tim included. Damian himself insisted he and this “Danny” were friends. Hell, Damian even called the kid by a nickname. Not his last name, not “Daniel.” His actual, preferred nickname. Tim was suspicious and instantly began investigating. Daniel “Danny” Fenton, age 15, moved to Gotham two months ago from Amity Park, Illinois with his godfather and temporary guardian, Vlad Masters, former mayor of Amity Park, head of Vladco Industries, and heir to Wisconsin’s Self Proclaimed Dairy King’s fortune. Child of Jack and Madeline Fenton, doctors of something called ectobiology, former college classmates of Vlad Masters, and founders of FentonWorks, a cottage research facility that developed antighost (Ghosts? Really?) weaponry and equipment. Brother of Jasmine Fenton, currently a student of Yale in their psychology undergraduate program, and already a shoe-in for the Dean’s list. Honestly, of all the people related to him, Danny ended up being the least interesting. Middling grades that dropped in high school along with attendance. That was probably what led to his coming to Gotham. A set of brilliant - if evidentially weird - parents and a rich and involved godfather doing what they could to help their faltering son to succeed by sending him to one of the top schools on the east coast. There was evidence that Amity Park itself had some apparently minor meta vigilante protecting it, but searches for “Phantom” turned up nothing in the Justice League’s database, suggesting whomever this was might be an actual ghost like Deadman and, thus, restricted to access by those with JLD clearance. Tim put aside that issue for later. He could just ask B for privileges later. Besides, the only information he found on this vigilante was on a few amateur fansites and local papers. No major news sites or government listings. It couldn’t be anything major. His focus remained on Daniel Fenton. Except, even when looking into the kid’s socials, there wasn’t anything interesting. He had a couple friends back in Amity, the most interesting of the two was Samantha Mason of the Mason family, though Tim already knew of her from various socialite dinners she looked ready to burn to the ground, pink and lacey dress or not. Her social media was full of activism, conservation movements, and calls for both veganism and something called ultra recycle vegetarianism. Tucker came from an average family of upper middle class parents, nothing odd there, though his social media showed his love of technology and ancient Egypt. Nothing strange there. Danny’s social media, besides his friends, included links to Nasa, occasional rambles about high school life, and, for some reason, a dog photoshopped to look green. From the replies of his few followers, it was an inside joke since they all cooed over the dog and didn’t comment on the green. Again, nothing strange. Even the one time he managed to hack into Damian’s phone to see his messages yielded nothing. He and Danny would meet for what Danny called “playdates.” For some reason, Damian played along with a name Tim knew he’d scoff as childish and beneath him. Even that would be innocuous. One or the other would suggest meeting at various parks, arcades, even the observatory, negotiating dates and times, and that was it.

Danny was a normal kid. Damian was a born and bred assassin. Why in the actual fuck were these two friends? Nothing made sense. Everyone else was happy to ignore it because of the peace the irrationality before them instilled. Tim wouldn’t become complacent. Whatever Danny was hiding, he’d find it.

[crime-scene-psychic]

It's always funny to me that Jason, Tim, and Damian all have personal beef with Ra's al Ghul and meanwhile, Dick is kinda just like

[erinwantstowrite]

okay so alighterwood started playing twisted wonderland which not only reminded me that i have to finish my twst wonderland jurrassic ayuu fic but ALSO gave me brain rot for Tim Drake in twisted wonderland do you see the vision. im looking directly into your eyes oh so autistically do you see my vision. im communicating telepathically do you see what i'm saying here

[corkinavoid]

Case File: Sam's Suspicions

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This is a part of the Crime Scene Do Not Cross fic and takes place just a few hours after Chapter 2. Check out #cork writes mafia tag for more snippets.

Sometimes, Danny thinks he has a rather skewed idea of personal boundaries, and then shit like this happens, proving that he's not the worst one of them.

And, technically, it might not be just Vlad's fault: sure, he ran a scan on Caroline, but he didn't intend on sharing the results or showing them to anyone, he was just checking. Unfortunately, Dani was around when the results came, and Sam was close enough to hear the offended yelling, and here they are now. Vlad doesn't even have a problem with trans people, he honestly couldn't care less as long as they do their jobs, why is he getting yelled at?

[ahfrickenfrick]

bruce: i’ve decided i need a break

tim: yeah right, and i’ve decided i actually DO have a spleen, stop playing with alfred’s feelings like that :/

bruce: no, tim, i am legitimately taking a- what do you mean you don’t have a spleen?

tim: oh so NOW you listen

[ectonurites]

Face it, boy wonder. You got a bad case of the Stephs.

[feyburner]

He was WORRIED !!

[azudarlings]

do you ever timothy stoker. tim drowning in depression and grief after losing danny, wanting answers, constantly snapping at everyone and everything until sasha comes along and draws him out of his shell

the two of them get along well, and they run into jon. prickly awkward jon, who can't socialize with people well, but can be convinced to spend their lunch breaks together and talked into getting drinks

and then jon gets promoted over sasha, and tim is definitely bitter about that. over sasha?

and now he's more distant than before, but still jon. a bit of an asshole, but loveable. at least until tim finds out that he was literally stalking him. tim basically losing sasha and jon in the same fell swoop and that half there bitter anger rears its head again, until it's all tim can properly feel.

he'll never know what the actual sasha looked like. will never remember her mannerisms when he goes to think about her. another thing he's lost to the stranger.

he'll never be able to look at jon again without that feeling of sharp betrayal, red hot anger that cuts like a knife. because they had been friends, hadn't they? one of the few people that tim actually wanted to keep close, and now look at where they are.

and timothy stoker is, once again, alone. back at square one -- his only purpose revenge. and this time, tim won't stop at anything to get it. not like he has a reason to live outside of that, anyway.

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt in Memes 6

Let's make it some in-world memes this time :)

[thebat-musicman]

[One of those shows where an interviewer asks a question and then it shows a compilation of people answering it]

Vicki Vale: Who is the leader of the Gotham vigilantes?

Batman: Me. [he then stared at the camera until it cut away, after 10 seconds of silence]

Black Bat, signing: Jarro [she refused to elaborate when asked]

Red Hood: I would say Nightwing, but since he’s a goddamn Bludhaven TRAITOR, I guess it’s Oracle.

Red Robin, with a shit-eating grin: It’s Red Hood.

Spoiler: Brickothy [she holds up a brick that looks a little worn, like it was thrown at an extremely hard head]

Signal: Well Ace the Bathound appears to be the only one with brain cells soooooo

Robin: Me. [he then stared at the camera until it cut away, after 10 seconds of silence]

[magnusraydar]

Batfam au, where Tim is adopted in the family after his fake uncle is revealed, but no one has any idea he's a vigilante.

Que batfam trying to keep their vigilante personas away from Tim and Tim doing the exact same thing because he gets more freedom from it.

They find out when Tim comes home with a stab wound, high from blood loss, and goes, "ya, I don't have a spleen, thank Ra's for that" a passes tf out.

[lunewolf13]

On one random day, for literally no reasons besides Tim had explosions lying around, there was a condemned warehouse, and he was bored:

Tim: Everything is ready.

Dick:

Jason:

Dick, rightfully concerned and terrified when there's no elaboration: Tim, what exactly is ready?!?!

In the distance, there is a kaboom. A very, very loud kaboom.

Tim: That.

Tim smiles in what he thinks is reassuring: :)

Jason, staring at the direction of the explosion: Dickie, did you know our brother is...?

Dick: Yes. Yes I know.

Tim has the gall to be confused: I'm what?

Dick grabs him by the shoulders: Tim. Timmy. Timmy-Tam. I need you to know that I love you very, very much. And I need you to always remember that you're my favorite little brother. Who I love. Very, very much. Who you love very, very much.

Jason discreetly sends Dick a thumbs up before he bails and proceeds to brainstorm bribes to stay on Tim's good side.

[azrail-has-a-vendetta]

I was today years old when I found out my mom is missing her spleen. So like if we blended everyone in my family together— missing organs, injuries, trauma, mental illness, etc. what comes out is TIMOTHY JACKSON DRAKE

[ask-the-curtis-gang]

Do ya ever feel like Dal doesn’t care about you as much as he cares about Pony and Johnny or that Tim doesn’t care about you as much as he cares about Angela or that Pony doesn’t like you as much as he says he does? Do you ever think that maybe they just don’t love you? That your just a burden to them?

... yeah.

[inkyarcturus]

(Honestly this entire thing might be projection, but who cares!)

Hermione has such an interesting underdeveloped relationship with her parents. They’re rarely if ever mentioned, and when they are mentioned, they never seem to know the full story of what exactly is going on at Hogwarts.

At least, based on the fact that they let her keep going to Hogwarts, you wouldn’t expect them to know.

On top of that, nearly every summer, she stays a large portion of her time at the weasleys. she also stays at Hogwarts during breaks, despite having the option to leave.

I find it fascinating that Hermione was even capable of obliviating her parents memories in the first place. This must have caused massive amounts of grief and agony to have surfaced. Yet she still did it.

Now I know she isn’t perfect, keeping skeeter in a jar and scarring that girls face in 5th year, but still, she was more okay with her parents completely forgetting her existence then attempting to find a different solution?

The only way to make that sort of decision easier, is your parents already not knowing you.

Which leads into my idea, I wish fanfics delved a little deeper into the idea that Hermione might have been neglected, at least emotionally so.

It may just be me, but most of these signs seem to point to some form of neglect.

See the thing about neglect is that it’s a slow acting poison in a lot of ways. Unnoticeable to those around you, and easy to ignore when it comes to yourself.

I think it would be so easy for fanfic writers to draw a connection between Hermione’s drive for academic success and plausible neglect from her parents leading to a need to impress people to keep them around.

Her number one fear in third year was failure.

I can imagine a world where she grew up quiet, struggling to make friends from her slightly bossy nature and higher intelligence. She noticed that she was special in a way (magically so), but she didn’t pay too much mind to it as neither did her parents.

But as dentists, as people who have gone through higher levels of academia, they would have paid attention to her success in school.

It wasn’t a lot of course. They’re both dentists, they both have full time jobs and no other kids, so she was just alone most of the time with her books as she didn’t have friends either.

It was lonely, but it was survivable, there was food on the table, a roof over her head, a warm bed to go to sleep in, and those brief moments where her parents would surpass her expectations and actually do something that showed that they cared and noticed her beyond her academic achievements for once.

Then she gets to Hogwarts, and the weekly letters turn into monthly ones. She tries to tell herself that all of them have just gotten busier with work and school. She doesn’t quite succeed in being convincing, but she goes back during winter break anyway.

She only ever goes back again in 6th year.

It would be so easy for her not to mention her parents, as they have a good steady job (with stable income, unlike the weasleys) and they don’t exactly outwardly harm her (like the dursleys).

It would be so easy to see her parents lack of attention or care as simple freedom, or her wanting too much, or not trying hard enough.

Because after all, she’s not helping by not sending letters either, or telling them the full story of what happened that school year when she does meet up with them.

[lynnstereotypical]

Okay a list of all the batkids I know! Am I missing any??

Dick

Jason

Carrie

Tim

Stephanie

Damien

Duke

Cass

Claire

Mia (Maps)

Cullen

Harper

Barbra