#excuse the math i use my sketchbook as scratch paper

[pokeberry5]

I’ve seen a lot of different characterizations of tim-as-robin, so i like the thought that, especially at the beginning, tim-as-robin has an on mode and an off mode. in his mind, robin is supposed to be loud, confident, snippy, high-energy, and bright, given how dick and jason were as robin, so he makes an appropriate character and puts him on when he goes out with batman. the gelled-up hair (dcau-tim style) helps him settle into character + i read a fic once where he does it so bruce doesn’t mistake him for jason and i internalized that.

(edit: i found the fic)

tim is naturally a lot quieter and likes to hide under his cape when being high energy and peopling and being perceived becomes too much. people learned to be wary of the quiet robiniii because it means he’s tired and therefore a lot less patient.

tim stops fronting as much the more he settles into his role. dick has fond memories of his gelled hair. it was Crispy.

tim hiding under cass’ cape when he doesn’t want to deal with things + is seeking comfort -> cass bundling him up automatically in times of stress or when she needs comfort

steph and tim as a robin duo amuses me

smol jason + tim

damian!robin with his cap pulled up is the best look

Bonus: a gremlin!robin

is it damian? teen titans dick? angry dcau tim? who’s to say

an extra on and off tim-as-robin:

[recipeforme]

C13: No One Ever Will Take My Side

Book: A Good Kid

I was slowly starting to feel more comfortable around Patton and Thomas but Roman and Logan were another story. I never really saw either of them outside of lunch, though I did have the same math class as Logan. But other than that I never really talked to either of them.

Logan was…. Nice I guess you could say. He mostly sat and read during lunch and we never talked during class, we didn’t even sit with each other! I mean, the guy only really talks when someone asks him something. Roman and I don’t really talk too much. I don’t think he likes me all that much. Ever since our Disney Dabate he has been acting strange around him.

In the middle of lunch one day I left to go sit and draw in the library, I was feeling overwhelmed by everything and just wanted some peace and quiet. I headed over to my locker and pulled out my personal sketchbook.

“Hey newbie.” A teasing voice said behind me, and I froze.

It was the older girl and her friends that have been beating me up these past few months. Taking a deep breath I put my sketchbook back into my locker and turned around to face them. Just in time to receive a punch to the face.

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After I finished eating my lunch I left to go use the bathroom as I was walking something caught my eye. And it wasn’t good. It looked like Renise and her friends were beating up some poor fellow freshman. I started to turn and walk away, hoping that she wouldn’t notice me, when I saw who it was they were beating up. And it was Virgil!

As thoughts of avoiding the older students left my mind and I rushed over to help him but stopped, a better idea filled my mind of how to get Virgil out of this situation.

“Hey, Teacher!” I yelled “a kid’s getting beat up over here!” And, just like I hoped, the bullies immediately made a run for it. As soon as they were gone I knelt by Virgil’s side “are you okay?”

Slowly he sat up “I'm fine Princey.” He wiped blood off his mouth and hesitated for a moment “thanks.”

I smiled and did a half bow from where I was sitting “of course! It was no trouble at all.”  

Virgil looked over himself and crushed softly under his breath. “Great,” he muttered “they tore my hoodie.” Looking over I frowned when I saw the long rip going along the right arm of the jacket. “It's not like it was my favorite or anything.”

“Is there anything I can do?” I asked softly.

Virgil pushed himself to his feet and turned to his locker “it's fine, don’t worry about it.”

I frowned again to myself but stood up all the same and finished my trip to the bathroom.

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After school I sat in my room, trying to focus on my homework but a part of me just couldn’t. I couldn’t keep Virgil’s face when he saw his ruined hoodie out of my head. He looked so…. Defeated. I only wished there was something that I could do.

I smacked my forehead, how could I be so stupid? The idea was in front of my all along! And maybe now was the time I started to fix things with the dark knight. Even though I hadn’t talked much to him these past few months I could tell that what I originally thought was all wrong.

And so, like the Prince that I am, I needed to fix things with the Knight that Virgil was.

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It had been a few days since Roman had saved me from those bullies, and we haven’t really talked since. Not like we talked normally but you know what I mean. Things have just been…. Awkward between us, when before it was just a mutual dislike. Well, it was nothing I couldn’t handle.

I sat in my room working on filling out a work sheet for my math class when Thomas called me downstairs. A small part of me was glad to have an excuse to take a break from homework, but I was mostly nervous about why Thomas was calling for me. I headed downstairs to see Roman standing in the doorway holding a package.

“Princey?” I said with surprise “what are you doing here?”

“Hey Virgil…. I wanted to see if I could talk to you…. Outside?”

“Uh sure” I gave him a look before I went outside and sat on the front porch. Soon after Roman came over and sat down next to me. “So, what did you want?”

“Just to talk” Roman said and I raised an eyebrow “and to give you this.” He then handed me the package.

I began to slowly peeled the brown paper away from what looked to be some folded back cloth. “Uh… what is it?” I asked.

Roman grinned and took it from me, he held it up and revealed a black hoodie with purple patches sewn on. The patches looked to have been sewn on with thick white stitching, it reminded me of the snitching on Sally from Nightmare Before Christmas. And on the right side of the jacket was a purple and white small patch, shaped like a storm cloud.

“This… is for me?” I said in shock.

“Yup” Roman said with a smile “I felt bad that those bullies ruined your last one so I thought I would make you a new one.”

“Wait… you made this!” I carefully took the jacket from the other teen’s hands and started down at it, still in shock.

“Yeah it did” Roman said “do you like it?”

I looked up at Roman and said “I love it!” I pulled on the jacket over my t-shirt, it was a little big but I liked my hoodies to be big. I ran my hands down the front of it “I like the storm cloud patch.”

“I’m glad,” Roman said “I designed it myself. Just like all of the other symbols in our group.” He explained.

“Other symbols?”

“Yeah, I design all of my friends a logo and put it on a custom item for them.” He explains “Patton has a pin that looks like a heart with glasses that he tends to pin unto his overalls. And Logan has a brain with glasses in the form of a patch like yours, it's on his backpack if you want to see.”

“What about you?” I asked. Roman smiled at me again and showed me the regal red and gold patch on his white and gold jacket. “Wow” I muttered.

“Thanks.” I then realized something

“Wait, does this mean you think of me as a friend?” I asked.

“Yeah,” Roman scratched at his wrist. “Look, I know I’ve been kinda of a jerk to you. And I’m sorry, you didn’t deserve that but I would really like to get to know you. So… can we just start over?” He asked.

I thought it over for a second before standing up, Roman looked up at me and I smiled and held out a hand. “Hey, I’m Virgil Storm.”

Roman smiled wide and stood up too, he took my hand and shook it, “Roman Prince.”