#timbit

[r0cky-road]

I love Timbit.

[mister-mickey]

Tim can’t skate and wasn’t even sure he wanted to come because he hates looking stupid, but twobit promised to be helpful

I think he gave up on that promise pretty quick

[brumlyshepard]

tim whats your opinion on darry, paul, and two-bit (oooooooo you wanna kiss them so bad ooooooo ooooooo ooooooooooo)

"I'd like kissing you more if we we're sober you'd remember it better"

"Shut up Matthew's... I just wanna be okay with kissin you again"

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Ooc

THAT WAS THE LAST ASK!! HOPEFULLY MORE COMES IF NOT THIS WAS A VERY FUN SIDE PROJECT

[luckyfox3000]

How is it, when I search for batman fics with feral behavior (Robin's are feral, you cant convince me otherwise), like, 90% of them are Tim Drake. (Not that I mind, I love timbit)

[darryscrow]

new pidbit fic chapter today yall.. oh also some doodles

[mlim8]

For @krizariel who discovered Timbits from Tim Hortons in Canada a little while back and was so delighted by them lol

I doodled the original thing in like 20 seconds, so here's my remake that's a bit cleaner uwu

[alittlebitofloveliness]

IK it’s unconventional but…do you mind doing Two-Bit and Tim headcanons? Whether it’s them as friends or romantic I’ll let you decide.

Sooooo headcanon brain isn’t working so I wrote a little ficlet instead, I hope that’s okay!

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“I’m just sayin’ it ain’t all that far fetched is all.”

“You’re a fuckin’ dumbass,” Tim tells him, but it lacks any real venom. He’s sprawled out in the truck bed, beer dangling from one hand, the other wrapped loosely around one bent knee. His eyes glitter in the moonlight, cold and desperately intelligent, and Two-bit thinks, stupidly and not for the first time that he’s maybe the most beautiful fleeting thing he’s ever been lucky enough to have, if only for a second.

It’s not meant to last, whatever this is that they have, but that doesn’t make it any less real.

“Hey,” Tim kicks at him half heartedly but it’s sloppy and halfhearted. They’re only a six pack and a half in, but the other man is a surprising lightweight. Or maybe Two’s own tolerance is higher than he thought. In any case, five beers in and Tim’s a languid, less guarded version of his usual self. Maybe that’s why he hardly ever drinks at parties or anywhere else, because it just makes him that much more human, “quit lookin’ at me like that.”

“Like what?”

“Y’know,” Tim waves a hand, brow furrowed in concentration, “like- like that.”

Two-bit laughs softly. He tips his bottle back, enjoying the way the other man’s eyes trace the movement as he swallows.

It’s an odd dance, a game really, trying to get the other man to kiss him. Usually it takes a lot more sweet talking and usually he has to take off his jacket before Tim pounces. Tonight though, parked on a back road, both of them warm and languid and almost calm, he thinks it might end up being easier.

“Shut up.” Tim aims another half hearted kick at him and Two-bit dodges easily, “quit laughin’ at me.”

He’s almost pouting, though Two-bit knows better than to voice the thought. He’d probably lose a few teeth if he did. Still, it’s cute.

“Make me.”

It’s half tease half challenge, and Tim rises to it just like he knew he would. Despite the booze in his system, Tim’s still fast, and the next thing Two-bit knows the other boy in on top of him, those dangerous, glittering eyes staring into his own. He can feel Tim’s breath ghosting over his lips and all he can think about is that this is kind of like magic.

“Fine,” Tim breathes, “I will.”

He kisses him soundly.

Two-bit sinks into it, pulling the other boy impossibly closer, triumph and satisfaction pooling with the beer in his stomach, and for a moment his shitty existence is ten kinds of perfect.

The sky above them is bright with moonlight and for a second he feels like just another star in the universe, a fiery explosion surrounded by  endless nothingness. 

It’s everything he’s ever dreamed of and more.

[yoursleepdemon]

im sorry, I just saw the the tag #Timbit Drake, how has no one told be that this existed, explain yourselves.

Now he is a crappy drawing

[little-caboose-on-big-adventures]

I think heaven tastes like a fresh timbit.

[pandorisnova]

Timmy is going love mode

[dykecassidy]

get fucking timbit.

[fennecfiree]

Stan:

Kyle:

[mister-mickey]

I’m like ninety percent sure I haven’t posted this yet, but anyway timbit

[misscammiedawn]

I had a few failed attempts at recording my card video. This blooper however was an absolute delight.

Smiles and love to all the Timbit fans out on Tumblr.

Also I have no idea why my microphone was doing that reverb thing. A shame. It could be useful for hypnotic audio.

[mmixcelbleegg]

Cause I got old discord (and probably tumblr if I get to that) back so I've been rereading a lot of the things I wrote and I'm like woah

That guy was an artist - too bad I didn't know him when he was alive idkkkkk

And I had a better transition but here were the worms today (I hope I still think I'm an artist when I grow up)

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Darbit…. Timbit

“People who get others laughing - it's okay, your eyes already make me laugh” this is sentimental I promise

People who crack jokes, make everything fun. Who needs to see others smile, something happy to be happy for. Maybe they get scared for that energy to go away - where everything goes serious and dark and they won't find their way out. But no, it's okay, just you makes me happy - your eyes make me laugh.

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