#drakes beach

[the-w0nder-beards]

[mammutblog]

i also drew dick and tim at the beach but ran out of steam so this is what we will have for now

here is jason

[introspectivememories]

street interviewer: what's your type?

tim who's just trying to get to work: i have a boyfriend

street interviewer: so what's your type then?

tim: my boyfriend

street interviewer: and what does he look like?

tim who will absolutely gatekeep bernard from the general public: he looks like my boyfriend

street interviewer: so what would you rate me out of 10?

tim: um i can't do that

street interviewer: can't rate me at all?

tim: i can't rate you at all

street interviewer finally realizing that this is going absolutely nowhere: what would you rate your boyfriend out of 10?

tim smiling stupidly: he broke my scale cause he's so beautiful

[punkeropercyjackson]

Duke Thomas is literally a demigod who grew up getting kicked out of schools and bullied for being different from other kids with no idea he had powers and y'all are saying TIM DRAKE is the Batkid who's like Percy Jackson?Fuck off

[jube-art]

BEACH DAYS

“Where is Damian?” “Dead”

[hisao-san]

california gotham city boys we're unforgettable

[salsae]

robin (2021) made ra's SUCH a gilf. this is a crack outtake from my wip fic where tim shows up on ra's lil secluded island to stop him from dying.

ofc, where tim goes core 4 shows up so, ra's can kiss his nice silent R&R retreat goodbye.

[ricoelpobre]

60s it boys

[thecreatornooj]

Inspired by the Tim Drake: Robin #6 cover. I put Bernard in one of Killua Zoldyck's outfits from Hunter x Hunter for shits and giggles.

[ftl-radio]

[koraesdoodles]

Batfam Beach vacation

[nonaonann]

Tidbit from my dead Dick Grayson AU I set aside. I started over a few times cuz I couldn't get the flow and idea quite right, but this is one of my favorite attempts (that I might revisit).

Tim doesn’t remember the last thing he said to his brother.

It must have been something mundane for that to be the case, or something normal enough not to be seared into his brain, meaning it could have been an, “I love you,” or a, “love you too,” but that means the opposite could be the case as well. Maybe it’s his guilt that tells him it wasn’t a variation of those three simple words, but Tim can’t remember, not really.

The fact that his near perfect memory is failing him should probably eat him up more. It should feel like his stomach acid finally beat that wall of protective mucus, burning his organs to sludge until his skin bursts, revealing just how awful of a man Timothy Drake-Wayne is for not remembering if he told his brother he loves him or not, but it doesn’t feel like that, not in the way it should.

Tim misses his big brother in a way that’s suffocating if he stews and thinks, but it’s also something he’s compartmentalized. The box he places the epitaph in is dressed up in reasoning and logic. (The box is wood, made of black chestnut. It’s adorned in a navy suit, paired with a Nightwing blue tie.)

He realistically knows his big brother was just a man; that death doesn’t listen to the pleas of brothers and sisters, or its victims, and it doesn’t always allow for resurrections.

But, Dick Grayson was a force of nature gravity fell flat to when compared. For him to be dead, it doesn’t really make sense. Tim doesn’t know why, but he expected Dick to be the last of them to stay in the game, or at least for the longest, aged 60 with silver hair and still doing joint deteriorating flips. Maybe it’s because Dick is Nightwing in a way that’s different from Tim being Cardinal, from a way that’s different from Bruce being Batman; this has always been his life.

[bajillionblunts]

Drake – Virginia Beach (Slowed)

[soulrepertoire]

drive ME crazy!!!

[justiceb68]

CIRILLA