#but i will have one trans tim drake as well

[nerdpoe]

Danny, upon realizing that ecto can be used to shape his body per how he perceives it, is very quick to invent a small handheld device that can manipulate that and turn it on others.

Then he opens up shop on the internet.

If someone puts in their info and name, and a place to meet them, he'll use his powers and tour the world to visit them.

And then use modified ecto to help them shapeshift their body to their desired gender.

That's right.

For the small price of like, whatever is in someone's pocket (gum, a weird penny, maybe a fastfood run on the way to the meet location), the hero Phantom is offering free transition shapeshifting. No surgery, no pain, no drugs.

Possible side effects include levitation, seeing the dead, hiccup(ing fire), speaking Ghostspeak, possible claws and fangs, glowing eyes, super strength, super speed, sonic blasts from mouth, pointed ears, electronic interference, and being hunted by a government entity.

All side effects except the claws, fangs, pointed ears, glowing eyes, and being hunted by a government entity will disappear after two weeks.

Everyone but Danny is surprised by how many Trans people find this a steal of a deal.

Hunted by the government? Pffffff. Just a fuckin Tuesday then.

Tim Drake-Wayne, Alysia Yeoh, and Cullen Row agree to meet up with this guy to see if he's legitimate. No other reason. No sir. Not at all.

(They all get their gender affirming Shapeshift and are very fucking pleased that there will be no more shots in the future for any of them)

[strangesickness]

i feel so bad for everyone who ever follows me expecting batman posting because like. my most popular post on this blog is a shitpost i made in either late december or early january about bruce wayne's awful parenting, and a frankly terrible number of people saw it and continue to see it.

like imagine opening my blog expecting batman and its like. nope! jokes on you i exclusively post about the homophobic clown movie now!

[deaddovedecadence]

(Guess which fucker is suffering from his uterus again? ME! Bevcucase I am suffering you get to hear how I think each member of the batfam (sibs only cause im mad at bruce rn for something he did in another story)would deal with you aggressively swearing at the Universe)

*Transmasc Reader on their period headcanons*

Dick Grayson

“I am going to stab a motherfucker in the throat and sacrifice them to the sun god if means he’ll end my pain”

surprised af, looks at you like you’re crazy

mildy concerned that you’re muttering under your breath swearing vengeance at the universe for giving you a period (apparently the uterus thing is fine but the period thing isn’t?)

Eventually asks what’s wrong and when you tell him that everything hurts, he’s very much going ooh and calling up babs to ask for some help with managing your pain. Once that’s happened he takes you to his room because his mattress is heated and wraps himself around you for a nap

Jason Todd

“If one more person tests me I’m telling Damian that they pissed me off”

He’s surprised with the viciousness of your throat and then pissed when he realizes that you have his favorite hoodie

you have to give him all the puppy eyes in the world to convince him that you need it and it smells like him and that makes it safe.

He understands better then a lot of people because his working girls complain to him when they see him.

helps your make even more creative threats because it’s funny to watch the horror on dick’s face when he hears them.

Cassandra Cain

“I’m going to rip out my uterus and feed it to the ground”

Dies laughing to herself at the absolute violence you threaten yourself with too make the pain stop then scolds you for threatening to hurt yourself

you explain to her that you aren’t actually going to hurt yourself and that you’re just in pain and severely dysphoric.

To combat this, Cass calls you brother (well signs it aggressively) while she cuddles with you in Dick’s bed (it’s the best bed okay!)

Tim Drake

“I hate my everyone and everything”

Finds you crying, and swearing at your body in front of the mirror. Immediately goes into damage control mode, bundling you away from the mirror and calling bart, because Bart’’s also trans and ergo he might know how to help with your freak out.

Bart has to stop Tim from freaking out and very patiently explains to him that sometimes bouts of dysphoria happen and there is nothing that anyone can do about them. Tim ends up asking again if you want to start t and when you say no, he just sits with you on the ground while you come back to yourself

Duke Thomas

“Fuck these motherfucking cramps,”

As the only other trans person in the manor (though Duke is agender to your transmasc) you feel a special kind of bond with him. He makes you feel comfortable and safe when your skin is itchy and all you want to do is explode

Laughs at you swearing at your cramps, and offers you some aleve and a heat pad. The two of you watch an anime together and argue about ship wars. It’s great!

Damian Al-Ghul Wayne

“I am going to rip out the universe’s entrails and give them to damian as a gift”*

Thinks that it’s perfectly reasonable to be angry at your body for failing you.

Makes you spar to get all of the anger that lives inside of you out. It’s very funny to watch the two of you. scream in different languages as you attempt to beat dummies into a pulp

He of everyone understands that it’s hard to keep control of anger and keeps you start to notice when your hold on it is fraying

*(the line that inspired everything)

[mamawasatesttube]

tim for the ask game? :-)

Headcanon A:  realistic

part of the reason he keeps his hair longer later is that he has a pretty significant burn scar on the back of his neck after the explosion he's caught in late in robin '93. he's not too self-conscious about it or anything, but he hates when people stare or ask about it.

Headcanon B: while it may not be realistic it is hilarious

when he was going through his dad's stuff after his death, he found a box of his own baby teeth that his parents apparently just... kept. which he had feelings about for sure, but also like... he didn't really want to keep a little box of his own teeth. that feels weird. but also throwing them away when they clearly had significant value to his parents feels BAD.

solution: he makes sure the box is clearly labeled (there's a tiny paper that says "tim's baby teeth <3" in his mom's handwriting in the lid; he goes over it with sharpie because it's kind of faded) and then just leaves it in a drawer in dick's apartment. dick you want these right? for emotional attachment or whatever? yeah cool.

dick finds them like two weeks after tim just places them there and goes hm. considers calling tim like hey why is there a box of your teeth in the drawer under my tv? but then he's like eh you know what, my life is weird enough. this may as well happen. so he just leaves them there and forgets about them again. tim considers this a job well done.

Headcanon C: heart-crushing and awful, but fun to inflict on friends

he has a boatload of internalized homophobia to work through before he can even admit to himself that he's bi, thanks in large part to jack drake. he's also trans, and jack's acceptance of that hinged on tim being able to play the part of the classic ~all-star american boy~ so well. as a result, after jack is dead, tim has a lot of issues allowing himself to stray from what he knows his dad would've wanted him to be. it's not a simple easy said-and-done journey. it takes him years; he's the last one of core four to come out.

he also doesn't just like. tell people. his sexuality and his relationships are on a need-to-know basis. he's a very private person he's not going like oh i'm queer? i need to inform everyone i know. it's like... partly because he is just a private person, but also because it takes him a looong time to work through the shame around his sexuality that his dad left behind.

Headcanon D: unrealistic, but I will disregard canon about it because I reject canon reality and substitute my own.

he and zoanne are still friends. or they reconnect when tim eventually goes to college to get an engineering degree. specifically i think he just goes "well i'm great at tinkering and shit so how hard can this be?" and then once again has to struggle with juggling vigilanteism and having a normal life and doing homework. and zoanne is there going jeez your eyebags!!! are you good?? and tim's like no i want to sleep for a week :( why did charaxes show up last night when i have an 8:30 am lecture on tues/thurs >:( except he can't say that because secret identities. the point being tim gets to continue exploring his Themes and Issues re: identities and ALSO zoanne wilkins is there.

[damianbugs]

do you have any good tim fic recs? without him being massively woobified or fanonised

tim centric fics are not something i usually read (though that IS changing recently) BUT i do indeed have some recs that to me, personally, really encapsulate his character and i think about like all the time. a good tim drake fic can truly change the chemicals in your brain FOREVER.

woobified tim and i have personal beef with each other that will withstand all the generations to come, so i will not be touching him with a ten foot pole. do not fear.

TIM DRAKE CENTRIC FIC RECS ON AO3

Talk To Me by A_Canceled_Stamp

Bruce and Tim have a long-overdue heart-to-heart

MY NOTES: ohhh just the bruce and tim fic ever to exit. i reread this often when i just need a little comfort after things are rough, because it is so well written and i will never get over how sweet it is. happy tears in my eyes forever. bruce and tim is a dynamic that is so special.

lift this curse of bein' seventeen by arguablysomaya

When Tim first dreamed of becoming Robin, he’d been admiring Dick. When he became Red Robin, hurt and alone, he’d thought about the person Jason used to be. But after years of watching his older sister, Tim can’t help but reflect on how much he respects Cass and what she stands for.

As Batgirl, as Orphan, as Black Bat— as Cass, the woman that could face down pure evil and still sneak into Tim’s apartment to pull the laptop out of his hands and shove him into bed.

Or: In which Tim Drake gets a new name.

MY NOTES: oh my GOD. THE TIM DRAKE MOVES ON FROM ROBIN FIC EVER. i never once considered black bat tim but after reading this i genuinely have ascended to a new plain of tim drake understanding. not to mention wonderful tim and cass writing. i love their duo so much. (also!!! asian tim!!!)

by any other name would smell as sweet by misspickman

A dare and a couple of offhand comments set off a domino effect, sending Tim down one or two identity crises. Apparently everyone thinks it's time for him to do some self-reflection.

MY NOTES: i have said this so many times in these recs that it should be a given now to always expect a trans character fic as well. trans girl tim fic u are SO REAL. a friend recommended this to me and i read it all while standing up for a good half an hour unable to do anything else. changed my life forever. good lord

a soft place to land by unchosenone

Tim rubs the back of his head, trying to affect a joking tone. “I knew I should’ve just gone for the new escrima sticks.”

Dick is ready to be a good big brother to his grieving little bro. Tim flips the script.

MY NOTES: dick and tim are truly the brothers of all time i tear up just thinking about what they once had and everything they've lost. this fic is not about that though. this fic is about what a caring little brother tim is.

Check your mic by Lilac_hyacinth

“That wasn’t—” he stared at his bike’s display through fuzzy eyes. “I mean, Bernard’s not my—”

“It’s okay, Tim,” Steph said gently.

The comm felt like a knife in his ear.

“I’m not,” Tim said.

He didn’t know if he was saying "I’m not gay" or "I’m not okay," was pretty sure nobody else did either, and the next thing Tim knew, his comm was a crushed pile of plastic and tech in his clenched fist.

MY NOTES: first and foremost, if you are a fan of timber you NEED to check out this author. the best timber fics out there. this fic is especially special to me and i love the way the comfort was handled. seeing tim traverse through different parts of the queer experience will always be important to me.

[dairy-farmer]

Hello! I finally found the courage to publicly create an account, and take this time to give you your flowers. You have single-handedly gotten me into the dc fandom (cough Tim Drake fandom cough) with your works alone. Your Piquancy series is one of my favourite fandom works ever, and I reread it every other month. Each story has its own appeal and the way you write is sublime! (Special shoutout to the icon, the legend, i want you to notice (when i'm not around) You're probably my favorite writer by a long shot, every single thing that you write just hits different. I also sent you a couple of ask prompts anonymously (Tim fixing a plate, Timber + Brutim Initials necklace, and Brutim Whump+ Damitim Marriage), and the way you turned those prompts into drabbles just made my day!

I know that fandom ain't that serious, but I just wanted to give you your flowers for inspiring this little trans girl from a third world country to start writing despite the language barrier. 🫶

Anyway, I have come bearing a prompt, a gift, feel free to add onto it, I know you'd do this prompt justice (or ignore this part completely)

Brutim + One-sided Damitim | Tim gets pregnant out of petty spite

Damian and Tim never got along, even after all these years working together, and the promises of Dick and Bruce of Damian growing out of his mean streak. There wasn't been a day where the two youngest Waynes haven't butted heads. This isn't to say that they never tried to get along, well, Tim did try. He tried being the bigger person, only for it to backfire as Damian saw this as a moment of weakness to further intensify his wrath towards the previous robin. Tim tried bonding with the brat by trying to engage with him using his interests, but Damian usually reacted by mockery followed by an insult or five.

Furthermore, Dick is always on Tim's case about being there for Damian, and actually exert some effort into forming a relationship with the al Ghul. No matter how many times Tim trying to explain their situation, he is only met with a disappointed look and a reminder that he's the older one so it's his responsibility to be the bigger person.

The breaking point was one day where almost everyone in the Batfamily was in the manor while Tim was running late from a meeting with Waynetech. Once, he got to the manor, to his surprise, Alfred wasn't there to greet him by the door, so he just went inside. He found everyone with the exception of Bruce in the entertainment room as they were all bonding over a card game. He was honestly shocked by this sight.

He first noticed how much of a teenager Damian actually is. He was no longer the cold-blooded trained assassin from the league, nor the violent sidekick of Batman. He looked like an average teenage boy while he laughed at one of Jason's quips, while giving Duke a high-five. Tim felt like an outsider, his insecurity about his position with the Wayne always loomed over his head. He tries not to think about how the robin mantle was ripped away from him by dick, or how he's technically emancipated from Bruce, as he watches Steph give Damian a noogie while he playfully swatted her back. When the hell did they become that close?

Tim makes his presence known, and while majority of the group welcomes him, the familiar sneer of Damian is all he could focus on. Cass whispers into Damian's ear while they both look at Tim, and his sneer becomes more intense. Tim could definitely tell that the room was less lively due to his sudden appearance. Tired from running Bruce's company, and hurt by the youngest Wayne's irrational dislike towards him. He had to let out his frustration, one way or the other.

"What the hell is your problem, Damian?" Tim shouted at the teen, silence fills the room as all attention turns to Tim.

"Your presence enough is a problem, Drake" Damian retorts while Cass squeezes Damian's arm whether for comfort or warning, Tim doesn't know.

"It's been years, why are you so desperate to keep me away from this family? What did I do to you?" Tim feels his tears coming, but he needed to know why Damian unreasonably hated him.

"I will never see you as family, Drake." There it is, the undeniable truth. Damian will never accept him as family. His vision is blurred by his tears as he runs out of the room. Behind him, he could hear Dick reprimand Damian for saying something hurtful, yet Tim doesn't hear a proclamation that Tim is part of the family. What Tim doesn't see is how the youngest Wayne is white out of shock from the words that left his mouth.

Tim instinctually runs to the place in the manor that gives him the most comfort, Bruce's bedroom. The room is dark as he enters and jumps under the covers. He is too caught up with his emotions that he fails to realize the warm body beside him. A familiar strong pair of arms envelop him, and the commanding deep voice is heard behind him. "What's wrong, ducky?" Tim bursts into tears as he puts his head on Bruce's hairy chest, the older man hands naturally rubs Tim's back for comfort. Tim just cries his heart out, and Bruce's presence is enough to comfort him, probably the only thing in this world that comforts him. He's been in a relationship with Bruce since the appearance of Damian, and he'd been ready to go public until Damian's disapproval of Tim made itself known. Despite, Bruce's willingness to go public immediately so he could proclaim his love for his ducky for the world to see, Tim knew that they needed to go about this carefully. This is why Tim was so adamant of forming a good relationship with Bruce's only biological son, he wanted this family as a united front from the judgement and vitriol they would inevitably receive once they go public. However, after years of trying, he finally got his answer that he will never obtain this acceptance.

"You finally okay now, Ducky?" Tim breaks from his stupor by Bruce's calm voice.

"I'm finally ready, Bruce."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes" Tim smiles up at Bruce, the tears had made his face flush beautifully. "Let's have a baby."

A few months later, Bruce called for a emergency family meeting, and announces that there would be a new addition to the family. Jason makes an off-comment about who did Bruce knock up now, until Tim enters the room and stands beside Bruce, with a visible baby bump. Everyone is rationally shocked by this announcement, then appalled by the implications of this relationship. Damian though, looks like the world just crashed in his eyes. Beyond the sketchy circumstances of how their relationship began, they were undeniably good for one another. It took a while but everyone slowly had gotten used to the change in the family, all except Damian who can't bear being in the same room with the two.

Around a year later, baby Damon Wayne is born to the surprise of everyone outside the family. (A last petty retaliation from Tim towards Damian.) As expected, the public sensationalizes Tim and Bruce's relationship since Bruce knew Tim since he was a child. The Justice League expresses their concern over this relationship, but no matter what they tried, they can't find a fault or outside influence within the relationship.

Tim took to motherhood beautifully, quitting his stressful CEO job, and deciding that he rather stay at home while taking care of baby Damon. A gradual shift occurred where he became Bruce Wayne's protege to Brucie Wayne's little wife. Even Dick and Jason seem to regard him with more authority, as those two have the most unresolved mommy issues. He takes care of (runs) the family as a mother would, and he is reward for it. Damian doesn't mouth off at him anymore, especially since Tim wouldn't give him the time of day.

If Damian will never see him as family, so be it. But once, Tim gives Bruce a baby that he desperately wants, nobody could contest his position in the family as the new matriarch of the Waynes. Little did Tim know that they reason why the youngest Wayne was so incessant of his opposition towards Tim being family all stemmed from his belief that Tim was never going to be his brother, but his intended wife.

wow thank you so much!!!!!!!🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰!!! it means a lot to hear that you enjoy my work!!!! and even more to know that you've picked up writing!!! it makes me ecstatic to hear that!!!!!!! so many of the people who have sent asks (including yours!!!!) are so brilliant, creative, and amazing and i hope that many of them begin writing or continue with it because the best part of my day is being able to open these asks and see some of the amazing asks that people have shared with me!!!! it means so much to know that you've gotten into dc, tim, and writing!!!!!!

and then that fic!!!!! onesided damitim is sooo good and always just hits slightly differently than other one-sided tim ships!!! tim's relationship to the family becoming strained because of his and damian's inability to "play nice". damian harboring secret feelings for tim as he grows older but never being able to process them well along with still holding onto the automatic hostility he feels for tim. as a kid the hostility had been genuine. his mother had told him about his place at his father's side being assured that the current 'robin' was just holding the position. damian believed that tim was going to be his intended wife and while in the league such a position would've demanded he respect drake...in gotham, unsupervised, and as a child he...he'd given into his resentment of tim. after learning that his position was not guaranteed, that his father hadn't even wanted let alone been interested in him as much as damian had been him...

taking his anger out on drake is easy because damian got to choose nothing in his life. he's coming to terms with his childhood being a lie, being denied a normal life- grayson comforts him through it and explains all the things damian hadn't even realized he'd lost. and then he sees drake and just sees another choice taken from him. that is his future wife. his future wife who dislikes him and then runs to father at every opportunity, who has father's ear, who does not want damian there. and so damian....young and full of anger...full of resentment throws himself into that hatred and rejection.

when he grows bigger...grows older its just something that is familiar. he doesn't hate drake much anymore. but having anything change and shift disturbs damian's tentative peace. and drake's continued insistence over the years about them being family. and not just drake pushes that but father as well. the only ones who don't are damian's siblings and they stop when they see how much it agitates him. they're the only ones who commiserate damian's misery at his future wife's continued insertion to his life. so...damian is resentful and unhappy with him. he talks down to him when no one looks, shoulders him when they pass each other in the hall, treats him coldly when the family demands they act civil, thrusts the burden of their relationship onto drake. drake is yet another cage for damian...until he's not.

until he reappears in the family's life after months of being in the wind despite grayson's repeated questioning to their father. turns out he wasn't in the wind. he was with father in one of the apartments scattered throughout the city and the two were doing their best to nurture drake's body to accept the baby in his womb. they'd been waiting to announce it, they'd been closely monitoring drake's health and making sure everything was alright before telling the family. drake is almost four months along but the only indication is the slightest swelling of his belly where his womb is nurturing father's child.

the rest of the family is taken aback, aghast even. but damian...damian is...aghast because...this...this isn't what is supposed to happen.

drake is...is HIS betrothed. drake is HIS intended and if father has decided to take drake for himself then...then what did that mean for damian? why had damian not known?

damian knows he'd stated multiple times how much he despised drake and didn't want him but..but that hadn't been REAL words. he'd just been inflating his words to better reflect his feelings, he often did that the rest of the family should know that!

damian knew drake would be his no matter what so he never bother to actually...process what that would look like. not until drake was already pregnant with someone else's child.

damian sees. he watches as drake turns gentle and sentimental. as he wanders the manor....glowing with pregnancy. the way he collects toys for his child, how he designs and decorates the nursery, the way he nuzzles with father and how father gently presses kisses to drake's mouth while his large hand covers the bump housing the...the child he put inside drake. drake is more certain. confident. he no longer scurries the corners of the manner like an uncertain mouse avoiding a housecat. he strides and side steps damian when they pass in the halls even though damian no longer tries to elbow or shoulder him when he passes.

the family slowly...warms to the idea of father and drake. as does the rest of gotham and the wider caped community. reservations are smoothed away and opposition dies.

suddenly no one has a problem with it. and father and drake do not hesitate to take it in stride.

they are closer...touchier...father always has a hand on drake. stroking his thigh or wrapped around his waist or kissing his neck.

one day damian gets up in the middle of the night for a drink and passes his father's bedroom, freezing as he hears the muffled gasps from timothy and the creaking of a bed. some deep animal part of damian starts to wail and howl at the realization of what he's hearing. something claws at the inside of his ribcage as he forces himself to keep moving. he returns to his bedroom and spends the night wishing for morning to come.

damian had never wanted tim. not until he realized he was gone. not until he realized that tim....had NEVER been his.

father lets it slip just how long his relationship with tim had been and damian has to excuse himself to go throw up.

on the day that damian's....younger brother is born damian is the only one not at the hospital. he'd had a math test that day and both father and grayson refused to let him miss it.

damian returns to a quiet house. even pennyworth is gone. its not until late when the hospital's visiting hours have ended that the family returns. all except father who managed to make the hospital bend the rules in exchange for a generous donation.

damian is nursing a flat soda and a half eaten pizza by the kitchen counter when grayson, so jovial and wet cheeked from tears, bounces in and beelines to damian to show him the pictures of a newborn cradled in an exhausted tim's arms.

tim is red cheeked, brow creased with exhaustion, and hair thick with sweat. but his eyes are bright as he gazes tenderly down at the sweet babe in his arms. a boy. a sweet little boy.

his name? damon.

grayson looks so tender as he says it, his smile blinding as he looks to damian, clearly eager to see his approval.

tim had insisted on the name, grayson explained. it was a peace offering to damian, some way to finally bury the hatchet that had always been between them by naming his and bruce's child after him.

it seems that damian is the only one that sees that name for what it really is. the rest of the family believes that its a kindness, a sweet gesture.

only damian knows of the pang in his heart at the pointed dig. if tim was not welcome in damian's family he would make his own with an entirely new damian as well.

timothy and the baby arrive home from the hospital a few short days later. and damian expects more of that cold war tension that had been going on but instead timothy ignores him entirely.

he's utterly besotted by his child and is unable to lend damian even a lick of attention. father is similarly infatuated with the child, holding and caressing them at the slightest noise they make.

the family makes jokes about father and his tender handed nervousness but they all know how desperately father had ached for the child. apparently, he'd been asking timothy for years to carry his child, nearly as long as they'd been together and damian...damian needs to sit down every time he thinks on it too long.

damian would normally be so vocal. so involved in his family's going ons.

but...ever since timothy announced his pregnancy damian had found himself falling more and more silent.

in the beginning he'd done his best to point a finger outward. to find someone or something else to blame for his misery...but in the end it all pointed back to one thing. one person.

himself.

he did this to himself.

the wife he'd resented and refused to cherish would now never be his.

and damian would now always be on the periphery. on the outside looking in. watching a family that would never be his.

[gatorbites-imagines]

I don't know if Tim's really popular on this blog, but could I request him anyway?

Tim Drake x FTM reader?

Where Tim sneaks off to go spend time with reader, having late night/early morning talks with homemade coffee that the reader makes for them both.

Maybe sometimes the reader ends up falling asleep cuddled up to Tim.

Tim Drake x ftm reader

Headcanons

You and Tim started dating because he was one of your most regular costumers at your families Café. It was known for making strong but delicious coffees and pastries. So, when Tim started coming by pretty much every day, you two got closer.

You two had gone on a few dates, when during pride month you hard worn a trans pride pin in your apron. Your family’s café had always been open and accepting to everyone, but hateful people still came by.

So, when someone tried to be hateful towards you because of your trans pin, Tim stepped in and ripped them apart verbally. After they left, he made sure you were alright, checking that you were well both physically and mentally.

Tim’s family doesn’t know you are dating as he wants to keep it a secret for a while, just so he can have you for himself without his family being overbearing, digging into every part of your past, or trying to embarrass him around you.

This results in Tim sneaking out to see you most of the time, there’s even been times during patrol where nothing had been happening, so he snuck off to go spent time with you. You had discovered he was Red Robin on accident, so now he comes and goes on the regular.

Its after patrol one night that he says he’s going back to his nest, but instead he sneaks off to go see you instead. Its late at night or rather very early in the morning when he arrives, crawling in through one of your windows after making sure he wasn’t spotted.

Normally you would be asleep by now, but you had been working on some important things for your family’s shop and some rather annoying costumers and work partners. So, when Tim sees you still awake, he makes his way over and wraps himself around you.

You make a joking flirty comment about your hero popping up right when you need it, since you need a distraction. You send Tim off to clean up and put on some normal clothes, going to the kitchen to get the coffee going before he comes back.

He kisses you and goes off to take a short shower and put on some of the clothes he’s left in your apartment over the time you’ve dated. When he returns, he goes back to cuddling up against your back, rubbing his thumbs over your hipbones as you both just enjoy each other’s company.

You end up going to your couch, cuddled up against each other as you sip on the coffee you made. You made the kind with very low caffeine so you can both actually catch some sleep if you need it.

If you haven’t had top surgery and use a binder Tim will make you get up before you’re too comfortable to take it off, since its dangerous to sleep with it on. He might also scold you softly if you’ve worn it too long as he helps you go through the stretches you need to do after taking off a binder.

Then he allows you to cuddle him all you want, draping a blanket over the two of you as you both look through the many options Netflix have to offer, cracking tired jokes and comments about there being nothing to watch.

At some point you both just settle on a movie you’ve watched many times before together, sipping your coffee until its all gone. Tim ends up taking the empty mug from your hands since your falling asleep against him, and putting it on the coffee table.

Tim wiggles around a bit until you two are in a more comfortable position before wrapping his arms more surely around you, kissing you as you sigh and cuddle closer against him.

When you fall asleep Tim reaches for the remove and turns down the audio a bit, adjusting the blanket over the two of you as he rests back against the couch as well.

Tim doesn’t fall asleep easily, so he ends up watching the rest of the movie by himself as you sleep against his chest, only truly feeling tired when the credits are rolling. He puts on another movie he’s watched a million times before, but ends up falling asleep pretty quickly after that.

[ladytauria]

31. “You lied to me.” how bout some DickTim? or BruDick?

i went with dicktim!

i was going to go angsty with this--really, i was--but nothing i tried was working. and then... well. i got the idea of going smutty. so~ here u go!

tags/content warnings: trans tim drake, crossdressing, public sex, fear of getting caught, mild exhibitionism, vaginal fingering, dom/sub undertones, dom dick grayson, sub tim drake

i only gave this one a cursory proofread so apologies for any mistakes! i will be back to correct them later &lt;3

Tim’s back hits the wall. Dick follows a millisecond later, crowding Tim against it. Tim’s hands come up to rest on his chest; his skirt ruching up his thighs, Dick’s hands hot on his skin, his mouth moving hungrily over Tim’s jaw.

“You lied to me,” Dick breathes into his ear. Tim shivers, toes curling in his heels.

“D-dick. Someone could see,” he hisses, ignoring the frisson of heat that goes through him at the thought.

Dick bites him; a quick, punishing thing that makes Tim have to bite his cheek to stifle his moan. “You should have thought about that earlier. Before you lied,” he says, voice almost a growl. He pulls aside Tim’s panties, tracing the seam of his cunt with two fingers, coating them in slick.

“A-ah~” Tim’s hips twitch. “I—nn. Fuck, can’t we talk about this?” he asks—pleads, actually, in a voice too high and breathy to be his.

“You had your chance to talk.” Tim’s head knocks against the wall; biting his lip so hard he tastes blood as Dick traces his swollen cock with his index finger. It’s been begging for attention all night, though this isn’t exactly how Tim pictured getting it.

“Dick—”

He doesn’t finish his sentence; cut off as Dick’s middle finger pushes into him. He clenches around it hungrily, unable to stop his soft whine.

Dick’s mouth is hot and wet on his neck, sucking marks far too high up for him to hide. He’d swat him, but he can’t seem to loosen his grip on Dick’s lapels.

A second finger joins the first, and then a third right after. Tim feels hot, hot, hot. Sweat beads on the back of his neck. His throat feels dry. Dick’s thumb brushes over Tim’s dick, and Tim twists, gasping.

Footsteps sound in the distance—drifting closer, closer. Dick doesn’t stop. If anything, his touches seem to grow more urgent, fingers curling inside Tim in a way that makes his leg jerk. He barely stops his heel from smacking the ground.

He can hear the soft hum of voices. If he strained—if he had the presence of mind to understand—he could probably make out what they were saying.

Dick’s hand wraps around Tim’s thigh, lifting his leg to wrap around his waist. Tim’s folds seem to part further, welcoming Dick’s fingers deeper. He wrenches his hand from Dick’s jacket, shoving his knuckles in his mouth, biting down. Thank god for setting spray, or his makeup would be a fucking mess.

For a second he wonders what would happen if those footsteps drew even closer still—the picture they would see. Tim pressed up against the wall, face flushed, hair a mess, the pale line of his leg stark against the black of Dick’s tux, dress rucked up high enough to expose the deep Nightwing blue of his lingerie.

The scandal they would cause.

It makes him clench again; eyes falling shut, focus devoted entirely to swallowing back his cries. Dick doesn’t help at all. Doesn’t bother to silence him with a kiss, isn’t even kind enough to pull away from his neck. Instead he’s sucking more marks, now at the junction of his shoulder.

The footsteps draw away again, taking the chatter with it.

Tension drains from him, relief just beating out his disappointment.

Dick doesn’t hesitate to use that to his advantage; two fingers curling inside of him while his thumb and forefinger wrap around his dick and stroke.

Tim comes with a high, whimpering sort of sound, whole body shuddering; slick flooding Dick’s hand.

When Tim’s muscles loosen, Dick pulls back to look down at him. He withdraws his hand, ignoring Tim’s whimper, and offers Tim his slick fingers. Tim suckles them obediently, the taste of himself only stoking the dying embers in his belly as he blinks the stars from his eyes.

There’s a smirk on Dick’s face as he rakes his eyes over Tim’s disheveled form. He clicks his tongue. “You’re a mess, baby. Looks like we’re going to be ducking out of the party early tonight.”

Tim whimpers; sucking a little harder on Dick’s fingers.

“Aw, don’t be like that, sweetheart.” Dick ghosts a kiss over Tim’s cheek, just below his ear. He takes his fingers from Tim’s mouth, wiping them carelessly on the back of his slacks. “We’ve just got such pressing business to deal with at home.” He squeezes Tim’s ass, rocking his hips forward to drag the hard length of his cock against Tim’s cunt.

Tim’s thighs clench, belly tightening, arousal building again. Fuck. When he’d invited Dick to play with him tonight, he hadn’t expected this.

He wasn’t against it, though.

Not at all.

Dick pulls his panties back into place, smoothing his dress back over his thighs. “C’mon,” he says, tugging Tim forward on shaky legs. “I hope you’re ready to spend a lot of time on your knees tonight, baby. I expect a very thorough apology when we get home.”

Tim shudders.

As if he would give him anything less.

Though... defiance does have a certain appeal...

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Opposite Sides Attract

by A1H2D3 Damian has gone back to the league. John wishes he didn't have to be the one to bring his crush to justice. Neither have much of a choice, at least from their own perspectives that is. Words: 1128, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Series: Part 4 of BatFam AUs Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Batman: Under the Red Hood (2010), Batman: Death in the Family (Movie 2020), Robin: Son of Batman (Comics), Batman vs. Robin (2015), Batman and Superman: Battle of the Super Sons (Movie 2022) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M Characters: Jonathan Kent, Damian Wayne, Talia al Ghul, Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent, Dick Grayson, Tim Drake, Jason Todd, League of Assassins Members (DCU) Relationships: Jonathan Kent/Damian Wayne, Talia al Ghul/Bruce Wayne, Talia al Ghul & Damian Wayne, Dick Grayson & Damian Wayne, Tim Drake & Damian Wayne, Jason Todd & Damian Wayne, Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne, Clark Kent & Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent/Lois Lane Additional Tags: Clark Kent is Superman, Jonathan Samuel Kent is a Ray of Sunshine, Jonathan "Jon" Kent Has Powers (Superman & Lois TV 2021), Jonathan Samuel Kent is Superboy, well superson, he choose the name because of Damian and I think that's cute, away back to the actual tags, Jonathan Samuel Kent Needs a Hug, Protective Jonathan Samuel Kent, Bisexual Jonathan Samuel Kent, Trans Male Character, it's Jonathan kent, apparently trans jonathan kent from the Batman series isn't a tag, Jonathan Samuel Kent Loves Damian Wayne, Damian Wayne-centric, Damian Wayne is Not Robin, well he was, it's complicated - Freeform, Damian Wayne is Bad at Feelings, Jason Todd and Damian Wayne Meet in the League of Assassins, Damian Wayne Needs a Hug, he learns his family isn't as kind as he once thought, Tim Drake and Damian Wayne are Siblings, Bad Parent Talia al Ghul, Past Talia al Ghul/Bruce Wayne, Rapist Talia al Ghul, Parent Talia al Ghul, BAMF Talia al Ghul, Bruce Wayne is Batman, Bruce Wayne Tries to Be a Good Parent, Bruce Wayne is Bad at Feelings, Bruce Wayne is Bad at Communicating, Good Parent Bruce Wayne, Bruce Wayne Has Issues, Clark Kent Tries to Be a Good Parent, Dick Grayson is Nightwing, Good Sibling Dick Grayson, Protective Dick Grayson, Dick Grayson Has Issues, Tim Drake is Red Robin, Good Sibling Tim Drake, Tim Drake Has Issues, Jason Todd is Red Hood, Protective Jason Todd, Good Sibling Jason Todd, Resurrected Jason Todd, Jason Todd Deserves Better, The League of Assassins (DCU), League of Assassins Jason Todd via https://ift.tt/sUaqRJH

[soleminisanction]

For the director’s cut, ⭐ The Beginning of a Beautiful Friendship. It’s a great fic and I loved it so much!

Thank you! It's one of my favorite cozy little stories. I wound up thinking a lot about that universe and how the vibes are different, though they never quite manifested into stories. For example, the other Robins (Dick, Jason, etc.) are all cis, but Cass is also a trans girl, having transitioned socially while she was living on the streets. She and Tim have a miscommunication issue when they first meet when she tries to tell him, "We're the same" and he thinks she's means they're both women and gets upset when she won't drop it.

Always wanted to talk about this bit:

He bites his lip, silently begging that she won’t make him explain. Part of him wants his parents to know. He wants them to use the right name and stop sending him dolls or jewelry or dresses that feel like he’s wearing another person’s skin. But a larger part is afraid. What if they blow him off? What if his mother thinks he’s trying to cheat, to take “the easy way” to respect when she had to fight for it so hard? And Dad…Dad, who calls him “Janie” and dotes on “his princess,” who beams with pride when he sees the dresses he’s bought put to use…what would he even think?

I put a lot of thought into naming my trans characters, doubly so when it comes to fanfic, and there was just no convenient place to introduce this idea in the story itself but: in this universe, Tim's deadname is also Janet Drake. His middle name is different than his mother's, but it was otherwise very much a power-play of mimicking the way well-off men often pass their names onto their sons via Jr., III, etc.

Hence why his dad (and lots of other people) call him Janie, which he tries to treat as just another alternate identity like Robin or Alvin, but it gets harder and harder to live with as time goes on -- especially after his dad makes him quit being Robin, which comes with the extra blow of him separating Tim from Brianna with accusations that she "corrupted" Jack's "daughter."

Suffice it to say, Tim's relationship with his father is considerably worse than it is in canon.

[bewitched-forest]

10 First Lines Fanfiction Tag Game!

Rules: Share the first line of the last ten fics you wrote and tag some people. :)

I got tagged by @gremlin-bot, the loveable little bugger. I adore my platonic spouse, however, so I will oblige! I’m doing the first lines of the entire fics, not just whatever the last chapter is, so I don’t have to worry about spoilers for y’all. ;)

1. How to Fowl a Bat (Artemis Fowl x DC) [Link Here ;)] Ft. Tim Drake x Artemis Fowl - The Batfamily gets mindwiped, Faerie style, and Artemis Fowl deals with the consequences.

Three hours.

2. Formula for a Crime Scene (DP x DC x Artemis Fowl) [Link Also Here] Ft. Polyamous Damian Wayne x Danny Fenton x Artemis Fowl - The trio of unlikely lovebirds are going to become the terrors of Gotham.

Damian stalks into the school, eyes polished into a glare sharp enough to cut diamonds.

This one is actually also co-written by @half-dead-ham, my other adorable platonic spouse! We cowrote the world, but we will be doing our own separate fics!

3. The Rebirth of Tim Drake (DP x DC) [LINK] Ft. Halfa!Tim Drake - Tim Drake dies in this one before the first chapter even ends!

Red Robin panted back and knees aching as he crawled through the ventilation.

4. Return of the Ancients (DP x DC) [Linkity Link] Ft. Cold Currents (Danny x Kaldur’ahm) - Kaldur gets kindly screwed over by ghost shit.

Danny stepped into the zeta tube, taking a deep breath.

5. Close Contact (DP x DC) [Zooom. Link!] Ft. Triple Trouble (Danny x Dick x Wally) - The Young Justice team are sick of these gay ass motherfuckers not dating.

“Rob! Phantom!” Wally shouted as he zoomed straight to his friends' sides, wrapping his arms around their shoulders.

6. Phantom Feathers (DP x DC) [AchOo! Link!] Ft. Dead Tired (Tim x Danny) - Ghosts have wings! Danny has wings! Yay!

“Hey Tim?” Danny asked.

7.  Danny & Billy: Brothers in Too Much Power The Rehash (DP x DC) [Shazam!] Ft. Danny and Billy are Brothers. - Exactly as it says. Danny and Billy are adopted, homeless brothers with way too much power for people who aren’t or are barely of legal age to drive.

When Billy ducked into one of his usual hideouts, he was not expecting pressure.

8. A Day in the Life of Two Dead Men (DP x DC) [Whoop!] Ft. DeadonMain (Jason x Danny) & Trans!Danny - Just two dead guys. Living their life.

The Red Hood skidded over to the edge of the building, looking over the edge where he heard a scream

9. Slap-A-Soulmate (DP x DC) [SmaCk!] Ft. Anger Management (Jazz x Jason), Tall!Jazz, and Soulmate AU - While Jason might not like the idea of getting slapped, at least the one done by the crazy redheaded psychiatrist led to his soulmate!

Red Hood was frustrated.

10. Ancient Deals (DP x DC) [Last one!] Ft. Dead Serious (Damian x Danny) - Ra’s Al Ghul made a deal in his immortal youth, and now its Danny and Damian’s fucking problem.

“Why am I here, Grandfather!”

Technically speaking, the first three fics are WIPs! In fact, I post new chapters to all three of them once a week! (Yes I’m aware that makes most writers look at me like I’m insane, the BatPham server goes crazy every time I mention it. Especially my spouses. XD) Fowl a Bat posts every Monday, Formula every Thursday (so theres actually a new chapter today ;3), and Rebirth every Saturday!

Now, I don’t have anyone I’d like to tag, mainly because both my platonic spouses have already done this, and I’m sure most of the BatPham discord writers have already been spammed by like 7 people. I encourage you all to join in if you want to however! It found this really fun seeing the different ways I’ve started a fic!

(Plus for those of us that don’t have fic lists, this actually works pretty well instead XD)

[genderfluid-bat]

Batfam gender HC

I have only watched like various animated batfam related stories. this is simply osmosis before i try reading the comics.

Bruce Wayne/Batman- Demi man. personally from what I understand is that the various traumas made it hard to connect to "Normal" manhood so its a disconnect thing. Jason told him about it.

Kate Kane/ Batwoman-Genderqueer. Ok so its more like I think she saw butch lesbians and Femme lesbians and was like this shit rocks. And it just queered her gender. Also again trauma and the disconnect from "Normal" womanhood. Again Jason.

Dick Grayson/ Nightwing- Trans fem/ G♡rl. Dick realized because Jason was telling him about trans history. I think a xenogender would work for him as well but thats later and duke was the one who introduce her to them.

Jason Todd/Red Hood- Bigender/gender queer/Libragender. I think he just hung around many queer people when he was younger and then he died and as an adult he stills hangs around. He figuered genderqueer young but bigender and libragender was after his death.

Tim Drake- Agender/agender girl. Duke old him about Agender and Tim just went that fits and just never thought about it again. Steph told him about agender girl and he did the same thing.

Stephanie Brown/Spoiler- Genderfaunet/Nonbinary. I'm like 90% sure she was going thru various gender wikis found this and proceed to have a crisis. She told Cass first and then Jason. They took her to a trans support group.

Cassandra Cain/Black Bat- Trans masc. Just has all the masc genders. I think she found it out because of Bruce. I think he was trying to do a pride thing for Wayne enterprises and was hearing from the union and Cass was there and came out at the same time.

Duke Thomas- Boyflux/Sungender/Autigender. Pretty sure he learned this while trying to not die by the riddler. His parents dint get it much but they supported. Although hes well aware they had no idea what they were doing. He still appreciates how they tried.

Damian Wayne/Robin-Genderfluid/genderhorder. He remembers the first time he said something not cis and how Talia told him he could be anything. She was the first person she told about her being genderfluid. Damian told Dick 2nd. Damian told everyone eventually. Their first pride they attended was one full of love.

@supermansbisexualson @loveless-angel

[findroleplay]

Hi everyone! I’m back with another ad! I’m interested in M/M only content over Discord, specifically canon/canon characters (Trans and non-binary characters/folks welcome) with an 18+ NSFW tint to it. Smut will be involved, so you should be 18 or older.

My name is Alexx, I’m 30 and I am in the CST time zone. Currently (…always really) my sleep schedule is all sorts of screwed up, so I’m on at odd hours. I should be able to accommodate any time zone constraints etc. I’m currently only looking for canon characters, and I do not double in most cases. Here is a short list of fandoms and pairings i’m interested in. Characters I’d like to play will be bolded, any that aren’t just mean I can play either one.

I am also looking for folks who’d be willing to play mutliple canon characters for specific poly ships. If that interests you inquire further.

Supernatural - Sam Winchester / Dean Winchester (I also have an idea set in The Winchesters verse with a different ship, ask if you’re interested.)

The Magicians - Eliot Waugh/Quentin Coldwater (I also have an OC i’d love to use in this verse)

The Sandman - Dream/Hob (I’d prefer to play Dream but I can play either)

DC Comics / DCU - Bruce Wayne/Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Clark Kent, etc - Really looking for Batfamily plots here. Got a few ideas involving playing Clark Kent as well.

BBC Merlin - Merlin/Arthur

Hannibal - Will Graham/Hannibal

RPF - Got a lot of cravings for this, we’ll probably discuss fave celebs etc.Stranger Things - Looking for Billy Hargroves for some smutty/fluffy Harringrove. I also have a few ideas involving someone playing Eddie. Either way, I’d want to play Steve Harrington.

Like this post or message me if interested I don’t bite, and I’m excited to get back into things. For other fandoms and cravings check this link and this link

[cleromancy]

tbh when it comes to tim and gender i really prefer to leave him in a state of discomfort and uncertainty about it. maybe he's an egg, maybe he needs to unlock cis plus, maybe he's got some stuff about masculinity to unpack-- okay well definitely the last one, lol. and honestly to me this could even coexist with him being an out trans dude, this sense of discomfort and uncertainty... my main thing is that if tim OR dick is trans then theyre both trans in the exact same direction, dick is just at home in his body and his masculinity in a way that tim never has been. but gender is something so individual and undefined and tied up in the "self" that it's exactly the kind of thing tim could really get bogged down in navel gazing about except i really do think he's too scared to start, he doesn't know where that road might lead and he doesn't necessarily want to find out because that means potentially being completely wrong about himself, having to start over and rebuild tim drake from the ground up. so i do just think that he's going to be stuck in that uncertain, uncomfortable place wrt gender for a good while... i think he'd love to be as comfortable with his maleness as dick is, where gender is undeniably a performance but in a "all lifes a stage" kind of way, or all lifes a bigtop if you prefer. performance is just completely different to tim than it is to dick, and this is something he badly wants concrete answers for that simply can never exist

[captain-ursula]

Cabin Days- The only Jaytimweek day I actually completed lol. For the prompt ‘Summer storms’, featuring trans!Tim, Jason learning to fish, and a house full of memories. Under a cut because it is quite long for Tumblr post

When Tim was very small, he told his grandmother that the old Drake cabin was full of magic. To a city boy used to houses that really only housed art and artifacts, it probably was. Tim at twenty two is still quite small, but any magic left in the cabin has disintegrated, leaving only the musty smell of stale air, furniture from the eighties, and memories blanketing the place like cobwebs.  

He and Jason spent the last few days cleaning up and cleaning out the little house, one of several on a short gravel road deep in the Catskills. Tim doesn’t let himself think about his parents in Gotham, just like he never goes to San Francisco anymore. But here in the cabin, Tim has not stopped thinking about the Drakes.

Except, of course, when he’s thinking about Jason. His partner has the presence of a thunderstorm and the personality to match, so he always occupies some part of Tim’s mind. In Gotham, Tim can compartmentalize with the best of them. Here, however, Jason is everywhere. 

His shirts hang out in the sun to dry with Tim’s, his cooking sits in the pale yellow fridge, his guitar case leans against the broken TV, and their bed still holds the shape and smell of him, of them together. His presence, snipes and silly arguments included, is the only thing that’s keeping Tim from closing up the cabin and throwing away the key in a mad drive back to Gotham. 

Tim’s sorting through a box of cookbooks in the small living room when Jason walks past the window looking determined. He flicks through one jello filled monstrosity from the fifties before giving up and following Jason to the little wooden shed out back.

Jason’s standing in the doorway with a contemplative tilt to his head, and Tim takes a minute to admire the smattering of scratches and kiss marks peeking over the top of Jason’s tank top. 

“See something you like?” 

Jason looks down at Tim, equal parts fond and leery, giving Tim an exaggerated once over. “You know it, babe.”

Tim rolls his eyes and presses Jason aside to look at the pile of fishing poles, dusty tackle boxes and colorful lures scattered on the floor like cat toys. “My grandpa never let me touch any of this when I was a kid. I didn’t want to, but still. I don’t think anyone’s used any of it in years.”

“Yeah, I can see that,” says Jason skeptically. He investigates the fishing equipment for a while as Tim sits in the shade and makes helpful comments like, “That one’s haunted. That one’s broken. That one’s ugly.”

“Well, honey,” Jason snarks eventually, “If you’re such an expert, you can help me find a rod that meets your standards.”

Tim’s mouth twitches as he raises an eyebrow. Some part of him will always be approximately twelve years old. 

Jason rolls his eyes after a moment. “Oh, fuck you.”

“That’s not what you said this morning,” teases Tim, sliding his hands down Jason’s sides and dipping low into the waistband of his shorts. “ Or last night, or-”

“I hate you,” says Jason, his head knocking back against the doorframe. “So much.” 

Tim sighs and pulls his hands back to himself. “Guess you can teach yourself to fish, then. Have fun, babe.” 

He has to laugh when Jason frowns at him and grabs a random fishing pole from the pile, along with various other fishing accouterments. 

“Fine, I will,” declares Jason as he stomps out of the garden and down to the wide, deep creek that runs behind all the cabins. “It can’t be that hard.”

Tim shades his eyes with a hand, looking closely at the gear slung over Jason’s shoulder. 

“Where’s your bait?”

Jason does not turn as he flips Tim off.  “Up your ass, sweetheart!”

I’m in love with an idiot. The thought keeps him company as he starts to tackle the last item on his renovation checklist.The cabin’s little wildflower garden, once lovingly tended by Tim’s grandmother, is badly overgrown. 

Jack never wanted him to help in the garden as a child. He was embarrassed that his mother liked to get her hands dirty, and had lost many arguments to her about hiring a landscaping service for the cabin, like they did for Drake manor. Janet didn’t care about the outdoors until it interfered with a dig. 

It fills him with a rebellious pride to get covered in grass clippings and nettle stings and so much dirt as he brings the garden back to itself. As sweat drips down his back and his hands start to cramp around unfamiliar tools, Tim realizes he misses his grandmother very much.She never knew him as Tim, but he thinks, he knows she would have liked to.

The afternoon starts to wear on him, the day hot and humid, the air thick and sticky with heat. Everything is still and quiet, the heat too much to even let the trees rustle their leaves. Dark storm clouds squat nearby, and Tim works quickly, pushing himself to finish before the rain comes. 

A year ago, Tim would have been lost, researching yarrow and lady’s leek until he’d planned himself out of doing anything at all. But Jason was a gardener. He made sure that Tim could take care of his vegetables if Jason was out of town, taught him everything he knew about water and soil types and how even the most stubborn plants will grow if they are cared for. 

When Tim takes a water break, drinking cold, metallic water straight from the hose, he also takes the opportunity to spy on Jason. He should have been smug when he sees Jason, still fishless, looking sweaty and miserable on the dock. Bits of fishing gear are strewn around him, old tackle discarded in the grass, and he has a dejected slump to his shoulders that bothers Tim. 

The cabin and the creek has always been a refuge for Tim, and it chafes that Jason might not be enjoying himself. On the drive up from Gotham, Jason had admitted he’d never been camping. Not for fun, anyways.  Tim wants Jason to enjoy himself, and if that means a bit of scheming to help Jason with his fish problem, well. That’s love, he supposes. 

He puts the garden tools away and heads down the gravel road towards a pale blue cabin, a bucket of Jason’s beefsteak tomatoes and a container of Alfred’s peach cobbler in hand. Tim  knocks on the door and scratches a fat ginger cat lolling across the welcome mat. Hanging baskets full of geraniums and an old rocking chair give the porch a homey, lived in look. 

“It’s open,” hollers someone from inside the cabin. Tim takes in the neat wooden interior, noting that absolutely nothing has changed in the five years since he’s been here. He meanders through the cabin to the kitchen, unsurprised to find the cabin’s occupant sat at the table doing a crossword puzzle and feeding a small, scruffy dog bits of cheese. 

The dog greets Tim first, wiggling her whole body at him and trying valiantly to lick his face as he kneels down to pet her. 

“Hello, Dolly,” says Tim with a smile. He sits down at the table and adds,  “Hi, Mr. Graves. I brought you something.”

“Well, bring it here and let me see if I should keep it,” grumbles Dennis Graves. He’s a short, sturdy old man who, as far as Tim can tell, likes exactly three things in this world- animals, fishing, and talking about his late husband Maurice.

Dennis Graves has been a fixture of Tim’s time at the Drake cabin for as long as he can remember, and Jack disliked him immensely the entire time, because Dennis didn’t give one singular fuck about Jack Drake’s opinions on anything. Obviously, that meant that Tim decided early on that Dennis was going to be his best friend whether the old man wanted it or not. 

As Dennis scrutinizes the tomatoes, Tim entertains himself by refamiliarizing himself with the Graves cabin, Dennis having given up on keeping out of anywhere by the time he was eight. Maybe it’s the garden dirt still stuck under his fingernails, maybe it’s the way he’s never been here without his parents, but something in Tim twists at how Maurice is in every inch of the place. 

Dennis and Maurice had a life here, and Tim can’t look anywhere, in any room, without being reminded of it. There’s an afghan on the couch that Tim remembers Maurice crocheting while cursing at Jeopardy, little trinkets from he and Dennis’ many vacations displayed on a tall bookshelf.

A part of Tim wonders if anyone will love him long enough to remember him like this. 

“I suppose they’ll do,” sighs Dennis as Tim rejoins him in the kitchen.He gives Tim a hawkish, unimpressed look. “Now, I know you didn’t come all the way down here just to be nice to an old man.”

“Mr. Graves, I’m always nice,” lies Tim. 

Dennis snorts and waves a hand dismissively. They catch up over sweet, sun brewed tea and cobbler, Tim sharing bits of his civilian life and Dennis bringing him up to speed on the intricate and long running feuds between Dennis and everyone else in the cabin community.

 When Tim brings Jason up, a little shyly, Dennis reaches across the table, putting his hand over Tim’s. It feels right to share this with Dennis. He was the first person that Tim came out to, the first person to meet Timothy Drake. Tim just wishes Maurice could have met Jason too. 

“Is that him on the dock?” asks Dennis, craning his neck to peer out the kitchen window. The creek runs right behind Dennis’ cabin, and he’s the closest cabin to the dock. 

“Yep,” sighs Tim. He pulls the curtains aside just to check. Jason looks about fifteen minutes away from trying to catch the fish with his hands, if the expression on his face is anything to go by. He’s taken his shirt off though, and Tim will never pass up an opportunity to ogle his hot partner. 

Dennis gives a low whistle of appreciation as he joins him by the window. Tim preens. 

Tim’s busy trying to figure out how to ask Dennis to maybe go down to the dock and perhaps show Jason how to restring a fishing pole without mortally offending Dennis’ pride when Dennis says, his Georgia accent strong with indignation, “Tim, that boy might be good looking, but he  does not know one end of a fishing pole from the other.”

“It’s not his fault,” says Tim. He feels morally obligated to at least try and defend his partner. 

“He’s never been fishing before. Jason’s even more of a city person than me.”

And it’s not like Todd Senior would have taken him, thought Tim. Bruce would have, Tim realizes with a bit of an ache, if they’d gotten the time. 

“Good lord,” Dennis mutters. He slams back the glass of sweet tea and grabs a worn hat from a hook near the door. “Watching him is gonna send me into an early grave.”

“Mr. Graves, you really don’t have to-“

The screen door whishes open and slams shut in quick succession as Dennis ignores Tim’s feeble protests and gathers up his fishing gear. He hurries down the grassy path to the creek as if Jason will be gone by the time he gets there. Tim holds his breath as Jason stands and shakes Dennis’ hand, giving the little blue cabin a very pointed look over his shoulder. 

But Tim shouldn’t have worried. Dennis soon put Jason to rights, and the two sat on the dock with their feet in the water, two beers sweating in the sun, fishing poles bobbing away. 

Tim lets out a victory shout and celebratory fist pump. Dolly wags her tail, her little paws stamping with secondhand excitement. 

“Mission accomplished.”

By the time Tim gets around to starting dinner, the storm clouds have lumbered closer. The air feels thick enough to swim through even inside. Too hot to wear real clothes, Tim’s stolen a pair of Jason’s boxers, enjoying the way he has to roll the waistband to keep them up on his hips. His hair is pulled back with a yellow claw clip Tim remembers seeing in his Grandmother’s hair, and one of Jack’s rings sits heavy on his thumb. 

The texture and weight of it all tether him to the present as he moves around the small kitchen, the worn linoleum cool against his feet. The memories of his family follow his every step until Tim has to lean against the counter and count to ten, looking straight forward because his peripheral vision keeps telling him that they’re there, just out of sight and just out of reach. 

The slam of the garden gate shakes Tim out of his reverie, and he leaves to meet Jason outside. Ever the voyeur, Tim lingers in the doorway as Jason puts his fishing gear away. He’s struck by how young Jason looks, his tan face relaxed, summer freckles come out to play. His ears have a tinge of sunburn, and he’s talking to himself, the way he sometimes does on a boring patrol. 

“-and when we come back next year, I’ll-,” Jason interrupts himself when he sees Tim, giving him a broad, tired smile. “Hey, sweetheart. I’m awesome at fishing.”

Next year. Tim steps out of the shadowed doorway and into a pool of amber garden light, mosquitoes and moths buzzing in chorus with peeping frogs and barn owls. His face must have done something strange, because Jason’s eyes grow pinched with concern.

“What’s wrong?”

Next year.Vigilantes live on borrowed time. They try to outrun ghosts by sprinting into the heady, insistent now, the future strictly contained to contingency plans, missions yet to come, and the dogged optimism that fueled the whole enterprise. You could fight for a softer future, but don’t dare imagine yourself in it. Tim has buried too many of his friends to break that rule. 

But Jason dragged his future out of Fate’s hands and into his own bloody fingers that tend a garden as if he knows for certain that he will be there to watch it grow.

Tim wants. He wants and it’s terrifying. So he borrows some of Jason’s certainty, lets himself have the warm and fragile hope that maybe they will get to keep this. 

He pulls Jason down into a slow, soft kiss, letting his hands scratch through Jason’s dark curls made thick and frizzy with humidity. Jason’s chest and thick, strong middle are solid and warm against him, and when Tim pulls away, he drops his head to rest on Jason’s heart. 

“Nothing, baby,” says Tim softly. Hard summer rain begins to fall, but he couldn’t care less. 

“Tell me more about next year.” 

[deepwithintheabyss]

WIP ask game

@gerryrigged tagged everyone with a dicktim wip and I just so happen to have one, or two or well

Post the names of the files of your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you asks with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it. If you want, tag as many people as you have WIPs.

My active wip folder, containing things I hope on actually writing

B!Tim O!Jason

Feral Alpha Tim wooing Omega Jason

TimTim

inside my ideas doc which are short ideas I might write we have

abo feral a!jason o!tim

jaytim bottom dom jay

Holy Macaroni JayTim

JayTim Trans Jay

steph jason marriage

identity crisis caroline hill and alvin draper

vampire dick

watching tim unknown

and inside my ideas folder which is things that have just a bit more written about than the ones in the doc we have

Bites of Love

Damian Dragon

DickJay Week

false version too soft

Ravenous (this is actually the JayTim Trans Jay idea)

RedRobinYum

Rich Boy Timmy Drake and the Red Hood

Rock Hard Tension

Titans Tower

Honestly not going to tag anyone because I don't know who would want to play, so feel free to feel yourself tagged or like tell me if you are fine with getting tagged or not

Anyone who has at least one wip containing a ship with steph should feel tagged tough