Looking for a good rosekiller fic? I have just the thing for you!!
I could NOT put this fic down and neither will you. The characterization of Barty and Evan is On Point, and literally, no words can do this fic justice. It's amazing. It's lovely. And sad. So fucking sad. But so happy. And so beautiful.
I was crying while grinning and giggling and kicking my feet. This is everything I've ever wanted in a rosekiller fic and I can't believe it exists!!
Thank you @siriuslyfuxkoff for this amazing piece of literature. I will probably be sobbing my eyes out and hyperventilating by the end, but that's okay.
Love you, Rhea. You deserve a prize for this work of art😫🏆
I feel like I've complained about Tim's email situation in Gotham Knights before (edit: I have), but the truth of it is just so funny.
He's signed up for so many podcasts, video game streamers, and random news alerts; it's just a constant barrage of data going straight into his constantly whirring brain. Hell, he even floats the idea of the Batfamily having their own podcast as a way to correct misinformation about them (which Jason shoots down instantly), and it's made me realize something.
Timothy Drake would be a YouTuber.
In this universe specifically, Timothy Jackson Drake, the heir to Drake Industries and the foster son of the late Bruce Wayne would be a YouTuber.
Think about it. It'd be the perfect cover. Who would ever suspect that some 16-year-old nepo baby with a YouTube channel could ever be Red Robin? You'd have to be mad. I mean, look at him.
Red Robin just dropped out of literal thin air and garotted someone four times his size, and you expect anyone to believe that's the same kid who does 24-hour Minecraft charity streams and occasionally drops 6-hour video essays (his last one was on Lex Luthor's illegal bit mining operation on the moon)?
"I don't think it's such a bad thing to hang your dirty laundry out in front of the camera every so often. Screw it! Take off your clothes and let 'em see your underwear."
James Spader photographed by Dewey Nicks for Interview, April 1993