#dead tired ship

[ikiprian]

Tim swears Phantom could’ve been a Titan. Maybe he should be, at this point. They have enough in common to justify it.

“Jeez,” Phantom groans. Abruptly, he drops the levitation and hits the roof without sound. He stretches out on his back like a cat, sore muscles straining in a way Red Robin deeply relates to. “Fighting the living sucks. At least with ghosts I can swing as hard as I need. Already dead means they get back up! But mortals? Way too squishy.”

Red Robin huffs in agreement. “Yeah,” he says. After a moment’s consideration, he lies down, too.“It’s a hundred times harder than people realize. Batman’s always going on about perfect control in training. About how to have it, you gotta be twice as skilled as the other guy. Even without your super-strength, I worry sometimes.”

“How do you do it?” Phantom asks. In a move only achievable to those without bones, or perhaps Dick Grayson, he twists himself over. Gloved hands cup his cheeks. His legs kick back and forth, like they’re gossiping at a slumber party. “I mean. You said you train, so obviously there’s the physical ‘how.’ But how do you keep your emotions nonlethal? How do you keep yourself in check, make sure you’re pulling back?”

“I mean,” says Red Robin. “Murder is illegal, so.”

Phantom sighs. “Yeah. Maybe it’s easier for you.”

… Hm. Maybe Red Robin should redo Phantom’s risk assessment.

Before he can raise too high an eyebrow (though even moving that muscle smarts, ow), Phantom elaborates.

“Ecto-based entities have trouble with their emotions,” he explains. “It’s easy to get lost in an Obsession, or a big feeling like grief. The rest of the world… it bleeds away. Helps to have another emotional anchor to keep it at bay. I use fear.”

“Fear?” Red Robin glanced over.

“Sometimes sheer stubbornness,” Phantom admits. “But a lot of it is fear.”

With a considering frown, he drops his head atop his arms. Exhaustion, regret, reluctance play out on his face. For someone the Bats know next to nothing about, Phantom’s body language is an open book.

“I saw, like, an alternate future version of myself once where I become evil and try to take over the world? So now I gotta be good to keep that from happening. The fear of that future keeps the pressure on me. Makes me focus up. Y’know?”

Tim sits up. “Seriously?”

Phantom nods. “Uh-huh. Kinda bizarre, I know—”

“What the hell,” says Tim. Three consecutive days together and a concussion must loosen his lips, because holy shit, no way. “Dude! Me too!”

“Huh? Seriously?” says Phantom.

“Yeah! I totally saw myself turn evil. Like, Batman but with guns. Guns Batman. I had to fight him and everything. He tried to kill my friends and erase my memory to make sure I couldn’t un-invent him by going back to change the past?”

“Oh my god.”

“What?”

“Oh my god, me too!”

happy wips wednesday!

[ghostbsuter]

"Date? Me?'

Tim nods, milkshake in hand, sitting outside of McDonald's with his study buddy, Danny.

The other teen looked flabbergasted with a firm blush building up.

Tim found him utterly adorable.

"I can't date anyone? I'm property of.the goverment."

Tim Drake-Wayne, aka Red Robin, has various questions to that statement.

[aster-draws]

Danny: haha I am dead yes this is very funny

Tim: *literal, intense flashbacks*

Dick: :DDD

Chapter seven of Wanted: Dead and Alive is live and it contains this ICONIC scene so like... Check it out if you would ;-;

[hailsatanacab]

"Well, this is a bad idea," Tim says, hands on his hips as he surveys the mess they’ve made in the cave.

"Nah," Danny replies, twirling his screwdriver in the air in what is probably meant to be an impressive trick to inspire confidence, except he fumbles it and it clangs to the floor loudly, "we good. If a younger version of myself hasn't come forward in time to stop me, how bad can it be?"

"Shouldn't it be the other way round?"

"What?"

"Normally, it's an older version of yourself going backwards in time to stop you, right?"

"Not in my experience."

Danny's grin is impossibly feral and a shiver runs up Tim's spine.

"This is definitely a bad idea."

[clockwayswrites]

Achoo

tigerakemi1 Danny Tries to Spook Tim But Fails Horribly

“Achoo!”

Tim glanced up from the R&D Report to look at the ficus in his office. The ficus that had just sneezed. The ficus that he was pretty sure he didn’t have— but okay, that one might be his bad. The sneezing though was new.

He carefully put his tablet to sleep, got up, and walked over to the ficus. The whole tree seemed to sag as he got close, becoming the most morose looking potted plant Tim had ever seen. (And that included the herbs he had tried to grow as a child.)

“Honey, you’re supposed to be at home resting,” Tim said. He was again eternally grateful that Tam was a force to be reckoned with and wouldn’t let anyone barge in to see him talking to a ficus.

“I was bored,” the ficus replied. It wasn’t a voice spoken out loud, because of course ficus didn’t have mouths, but Tim heard it all the same.

“So you came to just sit in my office?”

“I was going to— ACHOO — scare you,” the ficus said, sagging further.

Tim hid a smile behind his hand. “I see. Well, how about instead of that, you go back to being you. We can curl up on my couch here while I read my reports.”

“Really?”

“Really. But change back, I’m not cuddling a ficus.”

[tourettesdog]

DPxDC prompt where Tim decides to pursue more photography. He puts vigilantism on the backburner, picking up his camera. He puts aside the casework, does his best to focus on his art. He just needs a year-- a month-- a week away from the Batcomputer. He just needs something else to focus on that doesn't spiral into sleepless nights.

He spends a night out in Gotham, taking as many shots as he can. Gargoyles, grotesques, skyscrapers, canals, trees, ponds-- he's excited to see how it all develops. It's been too long.

It's relaxing, developing the photos. He's proud when he pulls the first few, finding them perfect-- Though he's perplexed and annoyed when the four that follow are overexposed and ruined and…

Tim doesn't remember seeing a glowing boy on that rooftop. Or in the park.

… He buries his head in his hands, swearing. Photography was supposed to keep Tim away from fucking casework.

[brothebro]

Listen ive been reading entirety too much dead tired lately

[disillusioneddanny]

It’s me, hi I’m the problem is me (dead tired)

The world was ending.

That was the thing Tim had come to accept. Somehow, all of the big bads had made friends and decided to work together to take over the universe and split it amongst themselves. Darkseid, Trigun, Barbatos, they had all gotten together to conquer the universe. Raven was completely drained, The supers three were in the infirmary, and the Lanterns Corp were barely holding them back, losing every second. Hell, even the Justice League Dark were down for the count.

“What are we doing to do?” Nightwing murmured, watching as the Lanterns slowly lost momentum.

“I-I don’t know,” Bruce whispered. Tim’s adoptive father had ripped of his cowl, his hair stood mussed from continuously running his fingers through his hair in stress. Batman, Wonder Woman, and Aquaman stood over all of the contingencies Bruce had ever collected on the three big bads.

Robin stared at the screen that showed the devastation, a frown prominent on his face. “So this is it? We just give up?”

“No,” Red Hood said walking into the room with Arsenal and Starfire in tow. Behind the three stood a young man. He had Lazarus green eyes, snow white hair, slightly blue skin, and pointed ears. His body adorned in black armor, a blue crown floated above his head and a large cape hung from his body with galaxies swirling around. He looked to be Tim’s age, maybe just a little older than him, somewhere between his and Jason’s age.

“Who’s this?”

The being stepped forward, jewelry that hung from his ears tinkled slightly when he did and jeez, he was beautiful.

“My name is Phantom,” the being said with a serene smile. He was otherworldly, unlike anything Tim had ever seen in his life. “I am High King of the Infinite Realms. Jason asked me to come and assist with an issue you are dealing with,” he said, his eyes flicked to the large monitor curiously, tilting his head to the side, the silver that hng from his ears clangled once more. “Ah, those three, how fun.”

“How do you uh, how do you know Jason?” Tim asked, stepping towards the king.

At this, Phantom had an amused smile on his face as he looked back at Jason. “You never told them?”

Jason let out a groan of annoyance, pinching the bridge of his nose as he did. “When I died, Phantom found me in the ghost zone, I never actually moved one when I died. For those six months I just hung out in the ghost zone and became friends with Phantom. Before I came back, he declared me as one of his Fright Knights. And last years he ran into me during one of my missions and brought back my memories from when I died and fixed the pit rage.”

Phantom nodded, a wide grin on his face. “Jason made a lousy ghost. Now, how about I go fix this issue for you all real quick?” He said before he disappeared. Tim went to ask Jason about Phantom only for his father to beat him to the punch.

“Is this why we haven’t been able to get in contact with you?” Bruce asked, furrowing his brow. Jason shrugged.

“Couldn’t find the sword he left me that lets me summon him. Turns out I left it on Kori’s ship so she had to travel to come get me. From there it took a bit for me to remember how to summon him, I’ve never actually done it before so it took a few tries to get it right. And of course Phantom thought it was a social call and he loves to talk so it took a little bit to explain. And on top of that, time works different in the Realms. And Klarion was there so it just took a little longet than I wanted it to but he’s here and he’ll take care of the issue super quick.”

“Klarion?”

“Yeah he’s dating Phantom’s clone, he hates their relationship like a lot but it’s like two little chaos gremlins,” Jason said with a chuckle.

“How old is Phantom?” Tim blurted out.

Jason gave the nineteen year old a confused look but chuckled nonetheless. “He’s twenty.”

“Twenty and he is already a king?” Aquaman said, looking more and more interested in Phantom.

“Been king since he was fourteen,” Jason said, sucking at his teeth before he looked at the monitor and started snickering. Tim followed his gaze and smiled when he saw Phantom grow a third arm and grabbed all three beings by their ears, shrinking them down to his size before he dragged them away from the Lanterns before they disappeared.

Soon after the four reappeared in front of Bruce, Diana and Arthur who all looked on curiously.

“Kneel,” Phantom ordered. The three beings fell harshly to their knees. “I am beyond disappointed in the three of you. Are your realms not enough? What makes you think that you have the right to take over dimensions that do not belong to you?”

“But-” Trigon started.

“No buts from you, Trigon. The only reason you’re even still the ruler of your world is because none of your children want the position,” Phantom said. “Due to your crimes against this realm I hearby sentence you all to a millenia in the Fright Zone. Jason,” he instructed.

Jason grinned and pulled his sword from its sheath and stepped forward. With a quick swipe, all three disappeared from view.

Phantom stepped towards the three heroes and dipped his head in a polite bow. “They should not cause anymore issues. I apologize that I could not get here sooner. While I may be ll power, I am not all seeing and Kronos does not always deem it fit to tell me when my underlings are causing issues,” he said with a polite smile. “Does anyone have any paper or something to write on?”

“I uh, I have a tablet, I can just pull up something,” Tim stammered, stepping forward. Phantom smiled in thanks, taking the tablet from Tim. He drew out a complicated sigil and set it on the large table.

“This is my official line. Next time you are in a situation such as this, please do not hesitate to summon me,” he said before he looked at Tim and looked him up and down, a single fang peeked from under his lip. “As for you, Handsome, feel free to get my personal sigil from your brother and call me anytime.”

Before Tim could say another word, the High King disappeared and Tim immediately turned towards his brother with wide eyes. “ Jason ,” he hissed.

“He’s my fucking friend! I don’t want you dating him,” Jason shouted, running out of the room with Tim following close behind.

[aziraphale-is-a-cat]

My skill level fought my hubris, and the hubris fucking won.

[namichanth]

Can we cupping please?

Coffeeverse 👈 if you want to know about this verse, you can find it here.

Tim is a Cup who really needs a lot of caffeine. He feels sleepy and tired all the time, even though he drinks his coffee. (by mixing it with Redbull and Monster) Which his family has banned it from him.

So Tim determines to find a Coffee who can cupping with him without telling his family(Most of them are Cup like him). He still has a lot of cases to find information about, and he doesn't want to fall asleep on the Batcomputer.

That's why he was now walking on the sidewalk, sniffing through the air for the Coffee.

Until he smelled the most fragrant coffee in his life. He followed the scent until he saw a man who looked like he hadn't slept in many days.

He hurriedly walks up to the man before grabbing his shoulder and say in serious voice.

"Can I cupping with you?!"

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Danny didn't know what to say.

He was walking and saw some man smelling the people(which he found it's a little creepy), before he made eye contact with Danny and walked up to him.

He thought this man was gonna pick fight with him, until he asked Danny if he wanted to cupping with him.

This man was wearing a hat, glasses, and a mask. His clothes were completely covered. How can he not think that this man is some thief?

Still, he has to answer his question first.

"Can we find somewhere to talk about it?"

They found a cafe to sit, and Danny knows this man's name now. His name is Tim.

"So why do you want to cupping with me?"

"I want to find someone who can cupping with me. Cause I feel sleepy all the time."

As Tim talked, his eyes were about to close every moment, which Danny wasn't surprised.

Danny wishes he could feel a bit as sleepy as Tim. He hadn't gotten to sleep yet, because of the too much caffeine in his body.

Speak of, he can cupping with Tim right now. Tim wants caffeine, and he wants less caffeine in his body.

"You can cupping with me."

"Really?!!" Danny nodded. Tim thanks him before asking to hold his hand.

Then they had an indescribable feeling when their hands touched. Danny started to feel sleepy, which put him in a good mood. Danny had never cupping with anyone and felt this comfortable before.

For Tim, he didn't know how to describe this, but it is the best coffee he has ever tasted. Even though he had held other Coffee's hands, it didn't taste like Danny's.

They held hands for a moment before letting go. The flavor still lingered on Tim's fingertips. It made him want to hold Danny's hand longer.

And something came to their mind after cupping together. They had never felt this way with anyone before. Which mean...

"Are we..."

"I think we are blends"

"..../...."

They hadn't said anything until Tim broke the silence.

"So...do you want to go to my place? Like hang out after this?"

"Yeah, but i want some sleep first. Can I go sleep at your place?"

"Sure. While you're sleeping, I can do my work."

"Deal." "Deal."

"Lead the way, Tim."

P.S. Can Tim feel like he is more active than before? If the caffeine from Danny has some of ectoplasm?

[gascansposts]

I’m normal

It’s normal to do this for sure

Anyways new dpxdc au anyone?

[aster-draws]

“What do you-” And then he nearly jumps out of his own goddamn skin, because there is a man sticking through the wall and through his torso.

“Hi there, hi, yes, uh, excuse me.” He says, and Tim changes his initial appraisal- he has the frame of a lean man, but he’s still young. Eighteen at the oldest. His hair is so white it nearly glows, and it makes his olive skin look much tanner than it reasonably is, in comparison. Tim darts out of the way- he moves through him easily, as if he's made of less than air, like a hologram, but his presence in the room is undeniable. He floats in, wrapped in a cloak made of night sky, predator-green eyes surveying the small office. “Constantine.”

Ghost King Danny design from my fic Better Halves (and other such falsehoods), specifically his appearance in chapter 2. Listen. I don’t think Tim can be blamed for any actions he makes in pursuit of this man they’re all totally justified

Bonus transparent Danny below so y’all can see his pretty cloak which I put a totally regular amount of effort into

[clockwayswrites]

Dick worried his lip between his teeth as he looked Tim over. His little brother was standing, zombie-like, in front of the Cave’s coffee machine. Not that the act was unusual for Tim. Just… the thing was, Tim had been doing better.

[tourettesdog]

DP x DC prompt where Tim Drake tries to bring his boyfriend, Danny, home to the manor for dinner, but... Danny physically cannot cross the threshold. There's some sort of ward preventing him from entering and it's like he simply walked into glass.

Danny recovers quickly and backsteps-- comes up with a quick lie about other plans or a sudden emergency of some sort and books it. Maybe Jazz was coming with or dropping him off so he has a less awkward getaway. 

Tim (and anyone there to witness the fiasco at the door) is not at all convinced, having seen Danny collide with something. 

The bets are pouring in on what happened and the word vampire is flying more than any Grayson.

[gilbirda]

Dead Tired fic rec list!

Is time for some DannyxTim content.

Ghosts Don't go to High School by Evandarya (Danny and Tim have to do a school project together) - some art by goingtoast!

Pearls and Pomegranates by Evandarya (Hades and Persephone inspired. Good stuff)

Tim Drake's I.E.F (Invisible Eldritch Friend) by Half-dead Ham (Grima101) (I haven't read it personally, but I've heard good things)

family friction by halfagone (milkywxy) (with a side of Anger Management (Jazz/Jason))

Inflatable Unicorn Suprise by Evandarya (first part of Evandarya's Summer fics, with a side of Anger Management and Double Trouble (DamianxDani)) - some Art by goingtoast!

BONUS: Some popular posts & art for them!

Project GH05T - Art by Hleb: This piece and this one

Danny and Tim are online friends since before Danny's accident and Tim becoming Robin

Tim becomes Danny's sugar daddy by accident - Art by Hleb

Danny has a popular coffee shop that Tim frequents

Tim summons the Ghost King with his blood, revealing they are dating to the Justice League - check the reblogs!!! lots of amazing art like this one and this one

This blog (totally not an alien 2) has a lot of DannyxTim posts and prompts.

This blog (stealing your bones) has some DannyxTim prompts (a lot to navigate through), as well as SuperDeadTired (dannyxtimxkon) if that is something you like. Everything is tagged if you don't.

BONUS: Everlasting Insomniacs (aka Everlasting Trio x Tim, DannyxSamxTuckerxTim poly ship)

A Halloween in Amity by petitechatonne (Hallmark movie style plotline where Halloween is at risk)

Third Law of Motion by Elizabehta_Beilschmidt (First part of my Summer fics, with a side of Anger Management)

Short fluffy ficlet by me

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There will be more to come! (Suggestions are welcomed)

Part 2!

[stormikitty]

DP/DC prompt

Danny's boyfriend finds out Danny can purr and decides Danny is so precious and adorable that he never wants to let go of him. He clearly needs to be cuddled and loved on F o r e v e r. (This is an exaggeration, but I want to see fluff about Danny's boyfriend finding out Danny can purr and deciding it's cuddle time.) Any ship works. My first thought was Chaotic Spirits, and my second thought was Dead Serious. But I'd like to see this with just about any ship.