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kissofbelladonna · 2 years
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im in hotd hell. nothing since hannibal has gotten me to go this insane 😭
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junespriince · 14 days
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Dick: it's pride month Wally, you know what that means.
Wally: what?
Dick, smug smirk into the camera:
Wally: like what Dick? Gay heroing? What!?
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joyfuladorable · 1 year
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Took a glance at Mikey's old site profile and kinda laser-focused on his fave book enough to doodle all this, lol. Just wanted to draw the turtle tots being silly and Splinter being best dad!
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Profile of the silly dude ^^
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i just finished the essek supercut so if anyone needs me i’ll be laying face down on my floor unmoving until tomorrow night
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franken-loser · 3 months
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Im SOBBING they're so cute
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backformores · 1 year
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[230413] over me ✧ ricky
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cheemken · 1 month
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Ahoy! Marvin from Ao3 here!
I thought I'd share with you some of my own Regulus and APPLe backstory thoughts as I too love the homunculus!Regus idea.
My personal theory/headcannon amalgamation is that Regulus was created by a separate arcanist (Henceforth refered too as Regulus' Mother) either through or as a byproduct of producing the Philosopher's Stone. APPLe was a lab assistant to Regulus' Mother, possibly an earlier creation.
Due to the nature of the philosopher's stone, Regulus' Mother was under a lot of pressure to hand it over by the Manus. In addition, she was under pressure by the Foundation to give up both the Philosopher's Stone and Regulus due to the nature of homunculi (as I'm pretty sure it'd be considered something like cloning with a LOT of regulation so in the foundation's eye's it's a big no-no).
As a way to deny both the Manus and the Foundation her life's work, Regulus' Mother had APPLe take the Philosoper's Stone and smol Regulus, with her final orders to APPLe being to keep Regulus safe.
APPLe was able to escape with the Stone and Regulus, but is unsure of the fate of Regulus' Mother and is hesitant to comment on her.
Omg hi hey!! Welcome hahah
But yeah omf
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Oughgh homunculus Regulus is just so full of potential I love it, but that'd also be dope if her mom was taken by the Foundation, idk if she'd be dead, but it'd be fucked up if she wasnt
Cause imagine if she was still locked up in the Foundation, probs one of the arcanists that Mesmer Jr has to watch over and such, and she hears word abt the rebellion, sees Regulus and APPLe as part of it, imagine how much that'd fuck her up bc why is her daughter here??? APPLe promised he'd keep her safe, so why are they here??
But then she hears word of Team Timekeeper having more autonomy now, how Regulus was just under the Timekeeper, and it made her breathe a bit better knowing that the foundation didn't find out abt Regulus' origins and her connection to her, bc if they did, then they'd probs lock her up too
But also it'd be dope if the Manus did take her instead, imagine her having a fake Philosopher's Stone w her as she tries to cover for APPLe to escape w lil Regulus, and the Manus figured that oh, it's a fake ass Philosopher's Stone, the real one is w her daughter still, thus in the prologue they were after Regulus
Also also, omg sorry I have a ton of thoughts abt this, if both APPLe and Reg's mother's bodies got fucked over to create Regulus. Like ofc, human transmutation, cause not only did they create the Philosopher's Stone, but Regulus as well. Like, idk ig it'd fuck APPLe up more if Regulus is a spitting image of him, but has her mother's personality down to a t
Makes me imagine like, a time tho when APPLe was raising Regulus, they're out and abt cause hey, he can't just keep her locked up in the ship y'know, and Regulus sees other kids w their parents, thus making her ask abt it to APPLe. Just chmdnd lil Regulus asking APPLe if she too had a mother like them, and he just,, couldn't tell her the truth yet, bc her mother is gone, never got to have a second chance like him
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gulliesforever · 6 months
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AMIR FOLLOWS HIM AND PUTS HIS MINECRAFT BED WHEREVER JAKE PUTS HIS <3
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spaceyflowers · 1 year
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the way kenta got mildly offended 😭
anyways this is an old-ish chapter but i just wanted to say i need more interactions between these two, i think their friendship is so cute. dudes who are bffs forever 💪💖
WAIT I JUST HAD A BRAIN MOMENT these 2 are the "good" versions of gun and goo. an annoying blonde and a chill black haired guy that actually get along ^_^
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lee-sol · 8 months
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verse starter call / one piece : here is a sc for the other verse i wanna write in, this one may require a bit of plotting beforehand, but is still available. multis and sideblogs please specify <3.
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capelizabeth · 2 months
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might start journaling down oc thoughts idk
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zakurohampter · 11 months
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Ramu’s inferno fandom after today’s session:
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formulafics · 7 months
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★ BABY, JUST SAY YES | LS2
Scenario: its no secret that logan sargent isn’t single, but one thing that no one can quite figure out - not even his co workers - is who the mystery girl is. logan doesn’t reveal who until she’s no longer his girlfriend, but his wife. (requested)
Pairing: logan sargeant x fem!popstar!reader
A/N: it’s taken me 4 days of writers block to get this one figured out, but she is finally here! i hope everyone enjoys! <3
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logansargeant the flight is always worth it to be with her
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sargeantformula another day, another soft launch from logan 😔 when does the pain end?
logansgirl HE LOOKS SO GOOD
formulogan so either logan plays guitar or his gf plays guitar 🧐
⤷ norizzlando i thought that i could figure out something by looking at the music sheets but it’s beatles songs, and i doubt logan is dating paul mccartney
⤷ alexalbonooo23 STOP IT FHIS COMMENT IS KILLING ME 😭 “i doubt logan is dating paul mccartney”
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logansargeant summer dump
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alex_albon getting a little to close to using @/georgerussels tactics
rizzciardo logan pls just tell us who it is 😔 do it for your fans
⤷ norrisnation DO IT FOR AMERICA
formulaobssesed why is logan kinda…
⤷ sargeantformula YOURE JUST LEARNING THIS? HES BEEN FINE
sargeantnation THE FIRST PICTURE HELLO YOU LOOK SO GOOD
ls2sargeant okay, but WHO is in the second picture? 😭
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logansargeant
in love
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logansargeant
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formulanorris the location being “in love” is sickening
⤷ piastrizz no literally i want want what him and his gf have
williamillion ITS NOT FUNNY ANYMORE LOGAN
godblessls2 boy if you don’t just drop her @ rn
loscargirlie logan you wanna drop her @ sooooo bad rn
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logansargeant and ynlnsargeant
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logansargeant so glad my baby said yes. happy one year, my beautiful girl.
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ynsworld LOGAN IN RHE MIDDLE OF YNA FUCK I G CONCERT???
oscarpiastri happy anniversary ❤️
⤷ rizzciardo loscar crumbs 🥹 i love them
alex_albon happy anniversary! love you guys.
formulasargeant LOGAN WHAT????
piastrizz LOGAN HUNTER SARGEANT I SWEAR TO GOD
ynfannacc the caption. not okay, young man.
⤷ godblessls2 LMAOO THIS COMMENT IS SO FUNNY FOR NO REASON
rizzciardo the mesh of logan and yn fans in the comments is so funny to me 😭
loscargirlie I KNOW I BEGGED YOU MULTIPLE TIMES TO DROP THE @ BUT COME ON LOGAN
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ynlnsargeant what a night. thank you to everyone who came out tonight, i am so grateful for your support. on a side note, happy anniversary to my love, @/logansargeant. one year down, forever to go. 🫶🏻
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logansargeant i love you so much baby.
⤷ ynlnsargeant i love you more. thanks for coming out tonight ❤️
ynsguitar the end of an era - she changed her username
⤷ ynloverforlife ITS SO CUTE 😭 she and logan are actually so cute together i can’t even be sad
ynsworld simultaneously extremely happy for you and feeling like my heart has been ripped out. ilysm </3
ynsnumberone i cannot believe i witnessed this kiss in real time
⤷ formulasargeant i have no idea how you survived because me personally? that would be the end
danielricciardo NO WAY. happy anniversary!
⤷ rizzciardo DANIEL WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE LMAO
⤷ sargeantformula apparently only oscar, lando, and alex knew about their relationship. oscar was the only one who went to the wedding 💔 (not to mention daniel has always liked yn’s music)
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all feedback is appreciated! thank you for reading <3 - daelynn
general taglist | @renarots (special shoutout to her for always fueling the brainrot for these fics) @jsjcue @treehouse-mouse @harrysdimple05 @illicitverstappen @lovstappen @minkyungseokie
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mydarlingdyke · 1 month
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subtop!abby brainrot
CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT NEEDY SUB!ABBY WITH A PRAISE KINK!!!
MINORS DNI I WILL RIP UR FACES OFF WITH MY BARE NAILS!!!!
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like I knooow we're all writing the girls with praise kinks but LISTEN..... HOLD ON AND LISTEN.....
you and Abby were out visiting your parents for the holidays. it was so fun and cool and festive.... and seeing you hanging around the kitchen with your family members and talking and laughing and being all domestic just made Abby feel sooooo..... y'know just some typa way. and even more when she would get the smallest, most insignificant words of praise from you whenever she helped around.
"can you help me out with this? thank you baby."
"oh, it turned out awesome! you did so good, Abs."
"can you do this for me? yeah, like that... mhm... you're the best, honey."
now, you two have a strict rule, and that is no teasing in public..... unless u initiate it ;) so imagine your fucking surprise when at dinner time she's very discreetly moving her hand on your thigh under the table. it begins at your knee, after you accidentally banged it against the kitchen counter, caressing it in hopes of taking away your pain :( with that pretense her fingers smoothly sailed on your leg, higher and higher until they were at the thickest part of your inner thighs. she kneaded on the flesh softly, slowly lifting up her pinky finger to graze right where your clit was sitting pretty just in her reach.
yet when your parents finally excused themselves, after a long and joyful chat of anything and everything, and were getting ready to go, she genuinely thought she had won. she was gonna get sooo lucky tonight, fucking you in any position you ordered her in, eating you out until her jaw was sore, making you cum eleven million times on the strap she so carefully planned on wearing underneath her slacks this evening, just so that she could be 100% prepared.
and what a good pretender you were. putting on a wide smile and conversing with your family seated at the opposite side of the table as if she's not rubbing so fast it's almost making the fabric of your underwear catch on fire. and what a bad of a liar she was, with shifty eyes and a soft sheen of sweat on her forehead from the risk of her actions; she'd never defied your rules like this, much less in front of your family... but take pity on her, will you? she's so needy and desperate to at least feel you. so much there's already a small wet patch on the front of her panties just from that.
but the dead serious look in your eyes made her knees weak. the tug of her shirt towards you, the low, breathy words of warning you graced her with...
"you've been bad, Abby... real bad..."
"you're an honest girl, right? own up to your actions."
"bedroom. now."
she would turn into a lost puppy of it weren't for you. funny how her confident, strong appearance would totally contrast with her attitude when you two were alone. what a mess she would be, without you to guide her through it all.
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edit: part 2 is brewing in the bottomless cauldron of my horny mind..........
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catscidr · 6 months
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hiiiii omg your childe fic was SO. CUTE. 😭😭🩷🩷🩷 sooooo could I request a scenario where alhaitham and reader are roommates???? romantic tension is real 🤭 imagine the lingering stares at his body (muscles) and getting caught ??? you cooking for him?? falling asleep on his shoulder on the couch?? helping him fix his tie for work???? he's so cute i am absolutely deranged i am so sorry ☺️☺️☺️ dating but not dating fr
i made this into a drabble-y format because i wanted to write things inspired by ur ideas without the story dragging on or being repetitive ueagdhfgs i GET the al haitham brainrot he’s so. aa. if i ever say no to romanticizing mundane life call the fire dept because that is Not me. also never apologize for being feral over a fictional man...... no one is immune to hot 2d men ⸝⸝⸝⸝⸝⸝ cw: fluff, domestic life shenanigans, reader ogles his muscles bc Yeah, lowkey crack a little bit includes: gn!reader, alhaitham, lowkey modern au sorta kindof maybe wc: 1,3k
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Living with Alhaitham is easy. Living with your feelings for him, however, is not. At first you thought you would simply get flustered by him because he looked intimidating and because you didn’t know him all that well- you were just a little scared of him and the way your heart raced around him was because of your body panicking. Surely. But, the more time went on and you got to know him, slowly but surely, he came out of his shell and your schedules began to merge to allow yourselves to easily (metaphorically) dance around the other, a seamless waltz that you perfected to a tee. And, to no one's surprise, you weren't perpetually flustered because of how scary he could look.
-ˋˏ his and your chores
Cleaning up after yourself when you live with someone is imperative; when you live alone you can let yourself go a little, but when you share a living space with someone it’s only courteous to keep your shared space clean of any messes. 
You and Alhaitham had agreed that you’d share chores. Most of the time, when you were on picking-up-the-trash duty you wouldn’t need to do too much since he would have emptied out his own trashcan in the communal bin, and the same thing applied to him when it was his turn to maintain your shared bathroom clean since you’d do your best to keep it as clean as possible. However, one of the things you didn’t realize would affect you so much was when you had agreed to this “system” was when you’d see him do the dishes for the first time. 
Something as banal as your roommate standing over the kitchen sink, sleeveless shirt exposing his muscles as he scrubbed the plates you had both used to eat dinner. Was it the water that would occasionally splash on him, making his black tank look even the slightest bit sheer and making you stare shamelessly, drinking in the sight? Was it his small scowl whenever he touched soggy bits of food in the sink? (making you wish he was scowling at you in a strange desire to have his attention even if it was as a result of a bad thing)
...it was probably because, when he was doing the dishes, you realized he always had his headphones in, and it allowed you to stare at him all you wanted when he wasn’t facing you because he was so focused on his task. 
He caught you staring once, but you managed to convince him that it wasn't what it looked like (it was) 
-ˋˏ coming back from the gym 
Alhaitham went to the gym often, that much you could guess from his build. No one had biceps that thick from genes alone- you got to confirm your guess when you (literally) ran into him when he was coming back from the gym in the middle of the night. He promptly apologized (with an expressionless face) and explained that the gym was much quieter at 3am when you asked him why in the Seven he was at the gym so late. Though the flat was dark, you could still see the faint outline of his body from the small bits of moonlight shining through... somewhere. Peeling your eyes away from him you make your way to the fridge to do what you had come out of your room for- that good cold, mid-night glass of water. 
His eyes followed your sluggish figure, scoffing amusedly. With only a few steps, he catches up to you and grabs the glass from your hands, chugging it. Some water dribbles down the side of his mouth down his chin and you do nothing but gawk at him, emotions a mess. 
Should you be mad he so rudely took your glass of water? Or should you be grateful you could see how body properly, illuminated by the fridge light? One thing you knew for sure, you were going to need to grab a new glass of water since he stole yours. 
-ˋˏ making food
With your chores separated, there was one thing you had agreed to do on your own- that being anything regarding lunch and dinner. Breakfast was easy enough; you’d eat a normal portion of a normal breakfast while Al Haitham would eat almost twice as much as you because of his workout routine (he had explained how he had to bulk and offered to pay for the extra groceries) so you often ate the same thing since it was more convenient. 
Lunch was different. Sometimes you had places to be (whether it be work or class) and you wouldn’t be there to eat lunch, vice versa. The same thing applied to dinner. So, when you both were at the apartment at the same time for a meal that wasn’t breakfast, you’d make food for the other- but only occasionally. Basically, only when you felt like it. 
The first time he cooked you dinner he made a hearty soup that, by taking one glance at it, made your mouth water. You insisted that he make more to keep as leftovers so you could bring some to eat when you had time between classes, but he refused, saying that it was best fresh. 
So, he made you dinner more often. Every time he did you felt your heart clench at the domestic sight; Alhaitham in a corny, pink and frilly apron with his sleeves rolled up, carefully chopping up vegetables and tossing spices in the pot. 
One time he accidentally cut his finger and you rushed to his side to help. You held his hand under the running water of the sink and had to force your brain to act normally- it was hard not to let it wander when you kept focusing on the feeling of his hand in yours. 
A different time, he made you taste the broth by holding the spoon up to your mouth. The proximity nearly killed you. 
-ˋˏ convincing him to play games together 
Your roommate spent most of his time being productive, unlike you. Most of the time. 
You offered to play games together every so often when you had first moved in. His answer was a polite no (but still equally gut-wrenching and embarrassing to be on the receiving end of) and you gave up for a while. It couldn’t be that bad to have a beefy, intimidating roommate you barely knew, right? It was fine if you stayed strangers and just... respected the other person’s space. Probably. 
But eventually, your relationship changed from strangers to roommates to acquainted roommates. It was then that, when he saw you on your laptop in the living room, playing the role of Player 1 and Player 2 to solve puzzles, that he thought maybe he should just... play something with you. He told himself that he just felt bad for you, but part of him was actually interested in what you were playing. 
He sat next to you, startling you from the sudden shift on the sofa. 
“Is your offer still on the table?” he asked with an amused smirk, watching the character on your screen fall into poison. With a bashful smile you nod, placing the laptop closer to him so it could rest on your right thigh and his left thigh. 
Explaining the rules of the game was easy enough; you’re fireboy and he’s watergirl, each of you have to go through your own door to clear the level and to get to those doors you have to solve puzzles with the other one’s help. Needless to say, you both learned a lot from each other.  
You didn’t know your silver haired, perpetually calm roommate could raise his voice and he didn’t know you had such a wide, extensive vocabulary. 
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brucewaynehater101 · 1 month
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Hi! I have a writing idea, but I neither have the skill nor the motivation to turn it into a full story, so I thought of sharing it with you because *grips you by the shoulders with tired eyes* you have soooooo many writing ideas, and most of them inspired this brainrot in the first place
It all starts with Tim Drake living the good life. He's married, he has an aquarium full of fish, he's Aquaman's No. 1 Rival in being loved by fishes, and he's a mentor of most Young Heroes of that generation.
He's literally a grandpa (grand-uncle? grunkle?) with a good relationship with his brothers and Bruce, and a loving and spicy relationship with his partners (I can't choose between Kon and Bernard so they're poly)
He dies of old age with no regrets, content with his life and full of hope for the future.
And then he wakes the fuck up.
What. Was. Was none of that real? Did everything good that happened just a dream? A figment of his imagination?
Because not only did he not wake up, he woke up in a pool of his own blood within Titan's Tower. Jason was still there, painting on the wall with the blood that Tim spilled, still wearing that laughingly atrocious costume.
This.
This is bullshit.
Was his life too good that the universe decided "Ha. Fuck you. You need to suffer more, Bitch," and chucked him all the way to the past?
Jason notices him awake, picks up Tim's bō, and prepares to whack Tim.
But Tim barely cares. He's hurting in so many places. He misses his husbands. He just wanted his forever vacation.
He closes his eyes and just waits for the unconsciousness to happen.
It happens, and the next time he wakes up, Nightwing is hovering over him, and Batman is walking away to hunt Red Hood down.
Tim takes in a deep breath. Exhales slowly.
And then, he screams, "GET THE FUCK BACK HERE, YOU GODDAMN FURRY."
Bruce pauses in his walk, Dick is gaping, and Alfred simply blinks at the side.
"YOU GONNA GO SEE JASON? WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO? SLIT HIS THROAT? YA BETTER STOP WHERE YOU FUCKING ARE BEFORE YOU DECIDE TO CONFRONT HIM, BECAUSE BY DIANA, YOU'RE MESSED UP IN THE FUCKING HEAD, YOU KNOW THAT?"
Dick tries to placate him. "Tim, calm down--"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP, DICK! DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS FUCKER DID ON MY BIRTHDAY?! ASK ALFRED BECAUSE HE WAS IN ON IT, TOO!"
Tim was panting now. But he didn't care. He remembered heart to hearts with Jason. He remembered how he and Jason had matching neck scars, and how much pain Jason's face was in when he shared what happened between him and Bruce.
"We need to restrain, Bruce. He's going to kill Jason. He's going to put Jason back in the grave if we let him go out."
Everyone pauses, Dick and Alfred's eyes widened in horrified shock. Bruce's face paled.
Tim may have exaggerated a bit, but they don't know that. Because Jason still died. His heart restarts later, but it really doesn't erase what happened.
"I don't kill."
Tim scoffed.
"Just because a man doesn't die at that moment, doesn't mean he won't die later if he's left for dead.
"Jason is going to make you choose between him and the Joker. You're going to save the Joker. And Jason? Because he's no longer how you remember him? He's going to be left with so many injuries caused by you. And you'd want no one helping him, because you don't believe that the Jason that came back is even him anymore. Ergo, an indirect killing, Batman."
Tim glares at Alfred. "I don't fucking care if you're on Bruce's side." Then, he snarls at Dick, "And I don't fucking care if you know Bruce more than I do!"
"I don't give a damn that Jason hunted me down for some twisted revenge or some shit.
"But here's what I do care about: I worked too hard in making sure that the idea of Batman doesn't get tarnished. I'm Robin now. I'm here because I believe you need a Robin. And I'm going to do my fucking job of being your leash if it's the last thing I do!"
Bruce is just fucking standing there.
Tim wants to rip that cowl off.
He already went through sooooo many heartbreaking conversations with Bruce in his old life. Why does he have to go through this again?! Did Jason and Bruce not talk about this with each other in the other timeline?! Does Tim have to bridge their relationship and mediate like he does when Dick comes to visit?
Fuck this life.
Ahhhh, Tim misses his husbands so much, why couldn't they regress back in time with him?
After a few moments, Bruce.
Fucking.
He fucking leaves!
Tim gapes, he glances to Dick with his disbelief clear on his face, and then he grabs a pillow and screams into it.
Fuck. Fuck-fuckity-fuck-fuck.
Tim is soooooo not doing this anymore. He's 16 again, c'mon! He doesn't even feel any of his joint pains (which may be because of the anesthesia, but whatever.)
Tim turns to Dick with a grim expression.
"Call Superman," he says. "And Wonder Woman, and Martian Manhunter. Heck, even call Green Lantern and Flash."
"Why?" he asks.
This motherfucker even had the gall to be confused.
"Because you're the Justice League's eldest child that they raised together as a village," Tim says slowly, as if he's talking to a preschooler. "Let's not give a fuck about the 'no metas in Gotham' rule, and start giving a fuck about all we could accomplish by letting so many adultier adults help us."
Thank Billy Batson Dick nods.
"We're gonna save Jason?"
Tim shrugs, lies down, and tugs his blanket over his whole body. "I don't give a fuck about Jason, Dick."
"Wha--"
"I just care about making sure that Batman doesn't turn into a villain to his own children. He's already fucked up so bad with you, Dick. We gotta make sure he doesn't fuck up any more, especially when Bruce wants to bring Jason home some time later when he stops being an ass."
Tim makes a mental note to make sure that Bruce doesn't get any mind control technology on his hands either.
He hears Dick sigh, slide his chair back, and probably stand up.
"I'll be back," he says softly.
Tim grunts like the true bat-child he is.
Finally, Dick leaves.
Unfortunately, Alfred was still here.
In the previous timeline... Tim never got a heart to heart with Alfred about all the things the man did and didn't do. And he thought he moved on but...
This is the man who gave him the Robin suit first. This is the man who he helped take dishes away from the table every time Dick and Bruce gets onto their violent screaming matches. This is the man who everyone put on the pedestal, but is Tim's equal in everything regarding Bruce's wellbeing.
And it hurt. It hurt so much when only Tim is witness to all of this man's flaws.
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Aaaaand then I got nothing else to add. I have no idea where I was going with this but here is the culmination of my hatred for Batman, my disenchantment with Alfred, and my need for Tim to scream his heart out because, no. Tim did not die contentedly. He did not actually die a natural death of old age. And the only hope for the future he has is of him meeting up with Kon and Bernard in heaven while everything else on earth can crash and burn for all he cares.
Hello!!!! I'm so glad you shared this and for the compliments. It makes me really happy to see people sharing their AUs. It kind of feels like a community project? People will reblog or do asks for different AUs, so lots of people end up contributing. I love that this is the direction this blog has taken.
As far as what you've shared? Positively beautiful. Fuck Bruce, Tim deserves the chance to scream, and I agree about Alfred. I love that man.... but only some versions of him. What he did to Tim was foul, and his tendency to just stand aside (to not stop Bruce) is horrid. Fuck that bystander shit.
For your time travel AU, I love that he died peacefully and old before being thrown into the hell that was his childhood again. Even worse, it's during Titan's Tower, so he can't change anything that leads up to that. He's thrown smack into the thick of all the drama and bullshit.
Also, rip Tim's relationships in the AU. Unless his husbands got transported back in time with him, he wouldn't be able to fall in love with them. He'd look at their younger selves and see them as the children they are (and the kid he no longer feels like).
To add onto that, he might feel older than Bruce too. If Bruce is 35 ish in this and Tim was like 70, he probably sees Bruce as a grown adult who's also a baby. That man needs to get his shit together, but gods is he so fucking young and stupid.
Special parts I loved:
Fish loving Tim more than Aquaman
Tim going from hard-earned decent relationships with his family to the sewage of his Robin years
The acknowledgement that Tim was Alfred's equal on taking care of Bruce (and how much that betrayal hurt)
Jason actually dying when his throat was cut (that's my hc too)
Tim immediately getting the JL involved
I would so be down with exploring this AU more. Your writing is also fantastic!
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