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nelkcats · 1 year

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Consequences

When he felt compelled to take over as Robin in order to save Batman from himself, Tim didn't have high expectations; he didn't expect to be adopted by Bruce, he didn't expect to acknowledge the fact that his parents were abusive by leaving him alone for months, he didn't expect anyone to care if he ate or not, and in general he didn't expect to gain a family.

And for a while he thought that everything would get better: he gained brothers, he had a caring father, he had no financial problems or had gotten sick; And yes, maybe Robin's patrols were harsh at first, maybe Bruce's words when he was angry reached his heart and hurt him deeply, but he was fine.

Until he wasn't, at some point he felt more abandoned than ever even though he was surrounded by his family. When he was talking to his boyfriend, he realized that everyone took him into account but no one really appreciated what he did.

At first he didn't understand why Danny looked at him concerned and kept asking if he was okay while he told him an anecdote from his life as a vigilante; they had known each other for a while (Alfred had noticed, the others hadn't), they started talking, dating in coffee shops and even revealed the fact of being vigilantes after a few months on a relationship, that's when they started sharing anecdotes with each other.

Danny mentioned that he was being a hypocrite for caring so much about his stories when his were just as bad. Tim didn't get it until he started to see things from another perspective.

He never realized how much it hurted how Bruce had never thanked him for helping when he was lost in time, or how Dick avoided talking about his Robin time by concentrating on Damian, he thought he could understand but that didn't make it any better, Jason's nickname was beginning to make sense.

He didn't realize how broken he felt when Jason tried to kill him and blamed him; He was his childhood hero, Tim loved Robin because Jason put him in the stars, however, no matter how many times he explained to his brother that the only reason he had taken the suit was because he had no choice, and that he felt forced to blackmail Batman to be his Robin before Bruce became what he hated most. Jason still didn't care, still called him Replacement over and over again, blaming.

Or Damian who kept trying to kill him, refusing to acknowledge him, and when he defended himself he ended up getting reprimanded. Not even Bruce thanked him for all the work he did in taking over the company as CEO. His entire family went on with their lives without repercussions.

Maybe he was being naive as he refused Danny's requests to run away from home and stay with him, at least for a few days so they would miss him. He felt like a broken record repeating the phrase "it's okay, they're trying, they can change", the look on his boyfriend's face told him he wasn't doing a good job on believing his own words.

The mansion made him feel small at times, ignored; it was fortunate that Alfred was actually paying attention to him and offering a cup of hot chocolate at such moments.

At some point he couldn't take it anymore, Jason and Damian's comments had gone too far, Bruce's lack of response along with Dick's laughter commenting that they weren't saying it in a bad way only made him angry, so he left the cave and called to Danny, he told him it was time to go.

He said goodbye to Alfred, Cass, Duke and Steph who had generally not contributed to his decision, and he regretted that he couldn't stay longer to get to know them better, but the damage had been building up for a long time.

He wrote a letter detailing his reasons to the rest of the family, leaving along some clues to let them know that he had left of his own free will and they wouldn't be able to find him even if they wanted to, he sighed as his anger turned to resignation.

"Are you ready?" Danny questioned, taking his hand gently as they walked out of the mansion.

"Ready as I'll ever be"

That's how Timothy Jackson Drake said goodbye to his home dimension and headed to the infinite realms, of course he was going to sneak in a couple of times to help his friends but never when his family is around. He hadn't expected the life in the palace or the marriage proposal that came years later, but although the place was gigantic, Tim felt good in it, comfortable, appreciated.

Time in the Realms passed quite quickly, unlike his original dimension, so years for him were a couple of months for his family.

He found it ironic that Danny was summoned as the Ghost King by Ra, who had the nerve to order the "creature" to give him the secrets of the Lazarus pits, offering the Batclan as sacrifices. Tim looked at the time portal connected to his home dimension (That Clockwork had given him to watch his family and friends, even if he was upset he was not going to let them die) wondering if he should interfere.

It was decided when Danny called Fright Knight to deal with the nuisance that was Ra, and he accompanied him as a royal adviser (regardless of his second title as ruler, he actually liked being a part of strategizing better and Danny was happy to give in to his wishes).

With a weary sigh he crossed the portal and began to recite Ra's crimes, indicating how he had damaged the balance between life and death since he corrupted the ectoplasm on the Lazarus pits to extend his life at the same time that Frighty stopped the man.

No one in the room bothered to pay attention to the stupefied bats who were watching the missing member of his family, but years older, that apparently was the Ghost King royal adviser. They tried to call him but Tim just gave them an annoyed look before continuing with his work.

By the time Fright Knight took Ra completely chained through the portal, they finally saw the ghost king move, he started kissing Tim's face repeatedly, which had turned his frown into laughter.

The moment they finally processed the scene they both disappeared, and well, weren't those the consequences of their own actions?

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Thanks to @unadulteratedsoulsweets for the general idea, I enjoyed writing this! Even if it ended up a little bigger than I expected

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awhitehead17 · 1 year

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Sneak Attack

TimKon, Established Relationship, Fluff, Humour.

Summary: Kon pays Tim a visit at a time he least expects it.

Enjoy! :D

In hindsight he should’ve realised something was off the moment he stepped into his bedroom. If he hadn’t been as tired as he was, Tim would’ve noticed how his bedroom door was left open ajar when he arrived rather than shut and locked as he normally leaves it.

It doesn’t even register in his mind as he opens the door and steps into his own safe haven. The only thing on his mind is his bed, blankets and sleep. He’s exhausted and wants nothing more than his bed and get at least six hours of undisturbed rest. A hopeful wish but one could dream.

Closing the door behind him Tim trudges into his room and beelines for the bathroom, stripping away his suit as he does. He couldn’t help but sigh in relief when his body is freed from the confines of the skin-tight fabric and armour, for the first time all day it feels like he could finally breathe.

When he enters the bathroom he’s only left in his boxers. He does his business which includes brushing his teeth, a strip wash because he can’t be bothered to shower and going to the toilet. By the time he’s finished Tim could barely keep his eyes open. Walking back into his bedroom Tim immediately heads for his bed and not even caring he promptly faceplants onto the mattress with a groan.

What he hadn’t been prepared for is for something to spring up from underneath him and trap him with his blankets. What feels like arms wrap around him encasing him tightly in a fabric prison. Tim yelps at the unexpected attack and any tiredness he had is immediately gone and is replaced with panic and adrenaline.

Tim squirms in the hold trying and failing to get himself free. His vision is obscured and his arms are pinned by his sides with the way the blanket is wrapped around him. He can only imagine he looks like a blanket burrito. Only his legs are free but even as he kicks out he gets no leverage, his feet slide uselessly along the bed sheets.

“Tim, it’s me! Chill dude, it’s only me!”

At the sound of the familiar voice Tim ceases his struggling and frowns. “Kon?” An answering chuckle reaches his ears and Tim squirms again. “You asshole! What the hell?”

While Tim couldn’t see it he could feel Kon shifting on the mattress, and then the fabric covering his face is moved away and he’s finally able to see the person who decided to attack him in his bed. Kon’s wearing an unbashful grin that makes Tim suddenly forget why he’s annoyed, warmth and fondness spreads through him as it always does when he sees his boyfriend smile.

It’s when Tim goes to reach up and cup Kon’s face and finds his arms unable to move that he remembers why he’s annoyed at Kon. All feelings of warmth melt away and Tim scowls at Kon. “Why attack me in my bed?”

Kon’s arms circle Tim’s blanket encased body and he hugs him tightly, Kon’s head then rests on top of Tim’s. “I haven’t seen you all day. I figured this would be a good time to see you.”

“You could’ve used the door like a normal person instead of ambushing me. How long have you been waiting here?”

“Normal is overrated, this is more fun. I’m surprised you didn’t notice me,” Kon lifts his head up and examines him closely, “you’re not injured are you?”

His comment reminds Tim of how tired he is. Now he knows he’s not under attack the adrenaline leaves his body leaving exhaustion in its wake. Tim shakes his head. “No I’m fine, just tired. It’s been a long day.” He shifts uncomfortably, still trapped in the blanket. “Let me go.”

Kon finally frees him of his blanket prison and together they settle down on the mattress underneath the blanket on their sides facing one another. Even though Tim hadn’t been expecting Kon - he really needs to work on his awareness when tired apparently - his boyfriend’s presence certainly wasn't unwelcome.

Kon sends him a soft smile as he strokes Tim’s cheek with his thumb, Tim hums, closing his eyes, and relaxes into the touch and further into the mattress and pillow under him.

“I came here the moment you entered the Tower. I was already hiding by the time you entered the room.”

Not opening his eyes Tim huffs, he’s halfway to falling asleep. Grabbing Kon’s wrist to stop his movements Tim presses a kiss to his palm before linking their fingers together and brings their joined hands down to his chest holding them close. Kon laughs and lets Tim do as he pleases. They lie in comfortable silence for a while and Tim finds himself drifting off to sleep feeling safe and contented.

Sometime later he jerks awake when Kon suddenly shifts beside him. His boyfriend frees his hand from his grasp and turns onto his back and before Tim could voice his protest Kon’s arms grab him and pull him across the bed until he's pressed up against Kon’s side. When Kon guides Tim's head to rest on his shoulder Tim finally gets on board with the new arrangement.

Easily settling against him Tim relaxes once more and lets himself slowly drift back into unconsciousness. The last thing he remembers before finally falling asleep is Kon pressing a kiss to the top of his head.

#timkon #Tim Drake #Kon-El #established relationship #fluff #humour #drabble #soft boyfriends #idiots in love #tired tim #fanfiction #dc comics

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decaffeinatedflowerwolf · 7 months

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My nibblets take on Tim from The Magnus Archives 😂 he calls it, "tired Tim" and I am HERE for it

#the magnus archives #timothy stoker #tired Tim

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redsray · 2 months

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the funniest part of any Robin meeting the JL is that every Robin is so distinctly different from the previous one in terms of personality and vibes that the league literally gets backlash. and like, I don't blame them. not to mention that they are non-meta children that dress as a traffic light and fight crime alongside batman in gotham on a nightly basis. i'd also be a bit concerned. Batman, literally The Night of Gotham personified in the League's eyes, coming into a JL meeting: This is Robin, my crime-fighting partner. 11-year-old Dick Grayson, dressed in the brightest primary colours possible, vaguely hidden murder behind those eyes, never stops moving even for a moment: Hi! Superman: That's a child. That's-- Bats that is a child. You let a child--? Batman, deadpan: You try to stop him. Would you rather he try and murder a grown man with a wire?

Batman: This is Robin. 12-year-old Jason Todd, with the biggest grin on his face, about 3 books in his hand, stars in his eyes and a distinct street-kid drawl: Hey!!! Green Lantern: That's ... that's a different child. What?? Jason: I stole his tires :) Batman: Tried to. Jason, stage whispering to the League: basically did. Green Lantern: that is a different kid, right?? I'm not seeing shit??

Batman: This is Robin. 14-year-old Tim Drake, bo staff clutched in his hand, a wary and tired expression on his face, more on the quiet side, the literal walking definition of don't judge a book by it's cover: hello Flash: Where do you even find these-- Tim: I found myself.

Batman: This is Robin. 17-year-old Stephanie Brown, literally blonde, with a shit-eating grin, eyes full of nothing but mischief and the most explosive personality you've ever seen: hiya!! Superman: I give up. Stephanie: I know, I have that amazing effect on people.

Batman: This is Robin. 13-year-old Damian Wayne, a literal wet cat that will hiss at you, has a sword, the most judgemental stare you'll get from a teenager, ready to jump anyone there: Green Lantern: WHY DOES HE HAVE A SWORD?! Batman: ... he came with the sword.

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maria-ruta · 4 months

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"what if chilchuck was a butch?" we thought

and Ryoko said - "say no more!" - and made Meijack, can you believe it???

anyway I'm surprised nobody's done it before, you can have it!

original panels under read more

p.s. - she just doodled chilchuck genderbend once and couldnt let go of the design and BAM Meijack was born lol its so funnt tbh. but fucking valid

#i love you lesbians! this is for you lesbians! and me #chilchuck #dungeon meshi #meijack #meijack chils #chilchuck tims #Meijaclk you look so butch your swag is too strong your boots are too sluty your gaze is too tired gay #they gonna kill you you. have to stop #we have like what?... full 5 or 6 pannels with her but its enough for me to love her thanks #chilchuk darling i loe you so much but could you step aside a little because THIS GIRL #my art #kinda????#not my art #my edit

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incorrect-batfam-quotes-mostly · 7 days

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Dick, at the hospital: Hi, I'm Tim Drakes's emergency contact.

Hospital receptionist: Are you here to pick him up?

Dick: Yeah, no, I'm here to be removed as his emergency contact.

#batfam #batfam incorrect quotes #dc #dc incorrect quotes #batman #tim drake #dick grayson #tim is tired

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glow-in-the-dark-death · 3 months

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Do it for the Plot

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I like the idea of Tim and Danny meeting and just clocking each other as little shits TM.

Just causing chaos to everyone in a way that can't really be traced back to them like 'Who? Me? I was busy doing all of these other things I have no idea how I would do that?'

Danny helps Tim get revenge on the bats for all the shit he's had to put up with and being absolute trolls about the whole thing *chefs kiss*

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Tim&Danny dragging Ra's body

Damian: "Wha-?"

T&D: "No one will ever believe you"

Danny makes them go invisible

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Bats: "Where ya going Tim?"

Tim holding back a cackle:" Oh, it's my anniversary so it's date night!"

Bats: "Anniversary?! We didn't know you were getting serious with someone?"

Tim: "Serious? He's my husband of course I'm serious about him"

Bats: "Wait hold on-!"

Tim: "Gotta go! Can't be late I have to make sure the babysitter has everything they'll need."

Bats: "BABYSITTER!?"

Tim: "Bye bye~!"

(They planned all of it including their 'fake marriage', Danny went back in time with the help of CW who is a troll at heart, and made the legal changes including Dan and Dani as their kids (their de-aged) otherwise someone (Oracle) would have eventually realized that the license is fake. So they went back in time and made it legitimately real)

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Danny being Ghost King means that Tim is now also royalty

Tim walking up to John Constantine:" I have your entire soul"

and then just turning around and leaving

John very much felt the very strong Death Energy claiming Tim: "I don't want to be sober right now"

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Earth about to be taken over for the 5th time that year by higher beings

Tim walking up late with coffee in his hand: "Leave or I'll call my husband"

Higher Beings very much not wanting to mess with the High King of the Infinite Realms: ᕕ( ᐕ )ᕗ

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The Phantom family relaxing with cucumbers on their eyes and face masks: "Did you hear something?"

The Bats & Everyone else:

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Just an Idea

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theaceofarrows · 2 months

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Jason: You know how you're all always going on about how Dick is the "best, nicest, most responsible older brother"?

Tim: Vaguely

Steph: Sorta

Damian: Tt

Duke: Ehh

Cass: [nods]

Jason: Well, I call bullshit. He wasn't like that almost a decade ago with me. He was an asshole

Dick: [sputters] I'll admit I wasn't completely thrilled about you at first, but name one time I was irresponsible with you

Jason: That time you were teaching me how to use the trapeze while Bruce was out of town, and I fractured my wrist

Dick: Yeah? And I took you to the ER, so what?

Jason: Under occupation on the hospital paperwork you wrote "failed acrobat"

[Everyone bursts into laughter]

Dick: Was I wrong?! You did not get the move down, you failed. I.e. FAILED acrobat

Jason: [turns to everyone and gestures to Dick] See? Ass Hole

#jason todd #dick grayson #tim drake #stephanie brown #duke thomas #damian wayne #cassandra cain #dick and jason #incorrect batfamily quotes #batboys #batfamily #batfam #this is so long #i'm tired

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dcxdpdabbles · 4 months

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Danny, working as a cashier: Can I help you?

Tim half-deranged: Please I just want a cup of coffee

Danny squinted, then pulled out a binder: I'm sorry, sir, but you are on the Don't Serve Coffee list. I can offer you some tea instead-

Tim: NO. THIS IS THE FIFTH PLACE. BRUCE CAN'T OWN YOU ALL!

Danny leaning in to whisper: Look, man, I can't give you coffee under the cameras. Meet me in the back alley in twenty minutes and I'll get you a coffee. Bring Cash.

Tim: how much? Five hundred, six hundred or hell even a thousand? I'll bring whatever you want.

Danny: Chill dude, it's a cup of coffee. Three dollars is fine.

Tim: It's not just any coffee! It's my favorite brand and Bruce bought them out just to make sure they wouldn't sell to me anymore!

Danny: okay okay, this coffee means a lot to you. I get it. Twenty minutes alright?

Jason three weeks later in Bat cave: Tim's on drugs! I've caught him trading cash for small containers in a shady alley six times. We need an intervention.

Dick: What?! I thought that was his boyfriend!

Bruce: I also thought that was Tim boyfriend but if it's a drug dealer we have to help him.

Tim hiding in the shadows: shit.

Tim texting Danny: If anyone asks your my secret boyfriend who been making me teas in allies

Danny: who the hell would believe that? But I've had a boring week, so yeah, I'm down to be a pretend boyfriend.

#dcxdpdabbles #dc x dp crossover #From a fic i never wrote #Alley Boyfriends au #Danny is bored with life #Tim is desperate for his coffee #Misunderstandings #Dead Tired #Slow burn??#the bats are worried

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ghostbsuter · 4 months

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"Date? Me?'

Tim nods, milkshake in hand, sitting outside of McDonald's with his study buddy, Danny.

The other teen looked flabbergasted with a firm blush building up.

Tim found him utterly adorable.

"I can't date anyone? I'm property of.the goverment."

Tim Drake-Wayne, aka Red Robin, has various questions to that statement.

#dcxdp #dpxdc #dp x dc crossover #fic prompt #writing prompt #dead tired #dead tired ship #dc x dp prompt #danny is just there man #funfact #this.is happeneing at.3 am after.dannh called tim during rr hours and the. guy.went home so.fast and changed just to have a nice mcdonalds #date with.his lil crush #hes down bad

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ikiprian · 2 months

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Tim swears Phantom could’ve been a Titan. Maybe he should be, at this point. They have enough in common to justify it.

“Jeez,” Phantom groans. Abruptly, he drops the levitation and hits the roof without sound. He stretches out on his back like a cat, sore muscles straining in a way Red Robin deeply relates to. “Fighting the living sucks. At least with ghosts I can swing as hard as I need. Already dead means they get back up! But mortals? Way too squishy.”

Red Robin huffs in agreement. “Yeah,” he says. After a moment’s consideration, he lies down, too.“It’s a hundred times harder than people realize. Batman’s always going on about perfect control in training. About how to have it, you gotta be twice as skilled as the other guy. Even without your super-strength, I worry sometimes.”

“How do you do it?” Phantom asks. In a move only achievable to those without bones, or perhaps Dick Grayson, he twists himself over. Gloved hands cup his cheeks. His legs kick back and forth, like they’re gossiping at a slumber party. “I mean. You said you train, so obviously there’s the physical ‘how.’ But how do you keep your emotions nonlethal? How do you keep yourself in check, make sure you’re pulling back?”

“I mean,” says Red Robin. “Murder is illegal, so.”

Phantom sighs. “Yeah. Maybe it’s easier for you.”

… Hm. Maybe Red Robin should redo Phantom’s risk assessment.

Before he can raise too high an eyebrow (though even moving that muscle smarts, ow), Phantom elaborates.

“Ecto-based entities have trouble with their emotions,” he explains. “It’s easy to get lost in an Obsession, or a big feeling like grief. The rest of the world… it bleeds away. Helps to have another emotional anchor to keep it at bay. I use fear.”

“Fear?” Red Robin glanced over.

“Sometimes sheer stubbornness,” Phantom admits. “But a lot of it is fear.”

With a considering frown, he drops his head atop his arms. Exhaustion, regret, reluctance play out on his face. For someone the Bats know next to nothing about, Phantom’s body language is an open book.

“I saw, like, an alternate future version of myself once where I become evil and try to take over the world? So now I gotta be good to keep that from happening. The fear of that future keeps the pressure on me. Makes me focus up. Y’know?”

Tim sits up. “Seriously?”

Phantom nods. “Uh-huh. Kinda bizarre, I know—”

“What the hell,” says Tim. Three consecutive days together and a concussion must loosen his lips, because holy shit, no way. “Dude! Me too!”

“Huh? Seriously?” says Phantom.

“Yeah! I totally saw myself turn evil. Like, Batman but with guns. Guns Batman. I had to fight him and everything. He tried to kill my friends and erase my memory to make sure I couldn’t un-invent him by going back to change the past?”

“Oh my god.”

“What?”

“Oh my god, me too!”

happy wips wednesday!

#they get on like a house on fire after this convo #danny totally gets to meet the titans #do you guys ever think about titans tomorrow #dcxdp #dpxdc #kipwrite #kipsnip #danny fenton #tim drake #prompt #dead tired ship #<- up to interpretation really #honestly not much of a wip tho this was just a warm up #but warm up wednesday doesnt sound as good

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awhitehead17 · 1 year

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I’ll always find you

TimKon, Fluff, Established Relationship, Cuddles, Soft Boyfriends.

Summary: If there’s one thing that Tim always wants more than his bed no matter what the circumstances are, it’s to be by Kon’s side. When Tim subconsciously makes his way to Kon instead of his bed, Tim finds that he doesn’t mind the spontaneous trip at all.

Enjoy! :D

Tim’s currently functioning on autopilot. His brain has long switched off and his mind is nothing but a foggy wilderness. He's beyond tired, wanting nothing more than go to sleep, every part of his body hurts and he already knows that moving tomorrow is going to be difficult.

He traipses through familiar corridors without much thought, Tim allows his legs to guide him and soon enough he finds himself in the common room. Pausing in the doorway it takes Tim a moment to catch up with what is going on as it finally clicks where he is, he frowns because he could have sworn he had been heading for his bedroom, which happens to be on the other side of the Tower to the common room.

Why did his sleep deprived mind bring him here?

A boisterous laugh gets his attention and breaks his line of thoughts. Tim blinks and looks around the room and quickly figures out the answer to why he’s here instead of his bedroom.

Kon is currently in the room playing a video game on the Xbox. He’s shouting enthusiastically at the screen and Tim couldn’t help but smile. His tired mind had heard Kon from this room and his body automatically followed the sound of his boyfriend’s voice.

Silently wandering into the room Tim observes his boyfriend further. Kon is sprawled out on the couch, dressed in his comfy clothes, his controller is on his stomach clenched between his hands as he smashes multiple buttons at the same time. There’s a few empty packets of sweets on the floor along with empty cans of soda, clearly Kon’s been here for a while.

Tim then glances at the screen to see what he’s playing, he thinks it’s a new release as he doesn’t recognise any of the graphics, unfortunately he hasn’t had much free time recently to indulge in video games, after tonight however he hopes he will.

By the time Tim reaches the couch he had caught Kon’s attention although his focus remains on the screen in front of him.

“Hey Tim.” Kon says with a glance at him and a little smile before he turns back to the TV. However within a second Kon is whipping his head back around to face him with a frown. “Wait. Have you only just got back? You’ve been on a mission this whole time?”

Tim gets what Kon is saying, he’s been gone all day, nearly 24 hours in fact, after having left late the previous day and he’s only just returning now. He thought he had been on his way to his bedroom so he could change out of his uniform and have a shower before crashing for the night. His mind, however, had different ideas.

Not responding to Kon’s questions, Tim instead circles the couch and drops down to lay across Kon, not caring about what he looks like or how he nearly breaks Kon’s controller. Letting out a grunt, Kon allows Tim to do as he pleases before he wraps his arms around him without protest, Tim sighs at the feel of the hug and relaxes against his boyfriend as he buries his face into Kon’s neck. He could already feel the exhaustion seeping out of him and his eyes are closing without permission, give it a couple minutes and Tim bets he’ll be fast asleep.

That is until Kon speaks up. The displeasure is clear in his voice but Tim doesn’t feel inclined to do anything about it. “Ugh, Tim, really? Dude you’re still in your uniform and you’re covered in dirt and… something, I honestly have no idea on what that is. It’s getting everywhere and you smell!”

Still not feeling inclined to do anything about the situation Tim grumbles and doesn’t move from his position. He refuses to move. Kon is comfy and this is the first time he’s really got to stop and rest in a whole day. He’s going to milk it for all it’s worth.

“Tim,” Kon calls, “Tim c’mon this isn’t funny. You know I love to cuddle but that’s usually when you’re not covered in what could actually be alien organs or something.”

Tim still doesn’t move. He breathes deeply against Kon’s neck, letting all his senses be taken over by his boyfriend.

“You’re not injured are you? Are you okay?” Kon starts sounding panicked now and Tim could feel the way his hands flutter over his back.

Unable to let Kon think there’s something wrong, Tim forces himself to move, he tilts to the side and squeezes himself between Kon and the back of the couch, now he could see Kon’s gorgeous face Tim easily spots the worried expression adorning his features. Letting out along sigh, he reaches up and cups Kon’s face and sends him a tired smile.

“I’m fine Kon. Just exhausted.” He lets Kon go and slumps further into the cushions with a groan. “I need sleep.” His eyes slip close again and he's pretty sure he took a micro nap because he startles when Kon touches him, lightly shaking him to get his attention.

It takes a lot of effort to open his back up and he sends Kon a pout, whining petulantly he says, “just let me sleep!”

“Once again I’m going to point out that you’re still in your uniform and are absolutely filthy. Go freshen up and get changed. Then you can sleep.”

“You’re not my mom.” Tim mumbles, he shifts on the couch until he’s further on his side and throws an arm over Kon, he ignores the way different belts and buckles of his uniform dig uncomfortably into him.

“No,” Kon rolls his eyes, “but I am your boyfriend and I can still tell you to go take a shower.”

Without thinking about it, Tim blurts out the first thing that comes to mind.

“Only if you join me.”

There’s a pause between them before Kon suddenly snorts and begins laughing. Tim could feel it all from the way he's pressed against him.

“Right, any other time Tim, any other time. I doubt you’re awake enough to even get it up.”

Tim wants to protest but finds he doesn’t have the energy to do so, Kon’s right and they both know it, but Tim isn’t giving him the satisfaction by protesting or even agreeing otherwise.

When Kon begins to move away from Tim, Tim lets out an unhappy whine, Kon doesn’t move far as he only moves away enough to sit up right on the couch. Using his strength he forces Tim to sit up next to him. Tim pouts at him and bends forward to rest his forehead on Kon’s shoulder, his boyfriend lets out a soft laugh and runs a hand through his hair.

“How about a deal? If you go shower and clean up, we can cuddle afterwards and you can sleep. We’ll do it here so I can play the game while you rest.”

Tim ponders about it for a moment, he wants all of Kon’s attention but he knows since he's going to be asleep he won’t be conscious to have it, if he’s playing his game then at least Kon’ll be occupied in the meantime. The sounds of the game won’t bother him either, considering how exhausted he is Tim knows he’ll sleep straight through the noise.

Letting out a dramatic moan Tim agrees to it. “Ugh, fine, if you insist.”

Somehow he summons up the willpower to move away from Kon and leaves to head to his bedroom. He robotically moves through his bathroom routine, cleaning off all the dirt and grime on him and whatever else it was, Tim can’t even remember anymore, he discards his uniform into the corner for future Tim to deal with and once he’s ready he makes his way back to the common room.

Once there he finds Kon now sat on the other couch, the first one now covered in whatever Tim had been previously covered in. He feels slightly bad for dirtying up the furniture but once again his tired mind tells him that that is a future Tim’s problem. After that he doesn’t waste another second before going over to Kon and lying straight on top of him like he had been earlier. This time however Kon had been expecting it, he opens his arms up and readily welcomes Tim, his arms wrap around him and a blanket appears from somewhere and Kon covers the two of them with it.

Once he’s settled Tim lets his eyes close and focuses on the rhythm of Kon’s heartbeat underneath his ear. With the sound of his heart and being surrounded by Kon’s warmth and scent, it doesn’t take long for Tim to drift off into a much needed sleep.

#timkon #Tim Drake #Kon-El #fluff #established relationship #cuddles #tired tim #caring kon #soft boyfriends #light humour #short and sweet #fanfiction #teen titans #dc comics #I haven't shared anything for a while #so here you go #hope you like it

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mysterycitrus · 2 months

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doodling some of the bats as how they exist in my brain

#no it’s not everyone but no one better get weird cause im tired #dick grayson #tim drake #cassandra cain #damian wayne #barbara gordon #stephanie brown #duke thomas #helena bertinelli #nightwing #robin #batgirl #oracle #huntress #mart #persephone tag

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sepia-stained-sunset · 1 year

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Bruce being so done with life because none of his kids treat their medical files on the batcomputer with the importance it deserves. And the worst part is, he can't tell if it's on purpose or if they're all Just Like That.

Dick:

He loves his eldest son but for some reason, he refuses to do anything but put down estimated recovery times in his injuries folder. It's usually in the range of "2 weeks" to "48 hours" but that just leaves Bruce worrying about what happened.

One time, he put down 3 months and he nearly had a heart attack till his son called and told him Kor'i had dumped him and that this was how long he was going to be wallowing.

Jason:

Is nice enough to tell him what happened but doesn't add the degree of injury.

So he'll put down "stabbed" but won't elaborate on whether it was a flesh wound or worse. Bruce goes grey very, very early after Jason is on the field.

Tim:

Gives him just the location of the injury and leaves him to guess what happened.

Could say "arm" or "back of the head" or, on one memorable occasion, "spleen", but won't say what the heck happened to any of those parts.

Was he stabbed?? Shot at?? Who knows. Certainly not Bruce.

Damian:

Only mentions the retribution he got for any injuries he received.

"It's been handled", "he'll never be able to get the drop on me again" and more often than not, just the word "avenged".

Bruce is surprised he has any of his original hair colour left at all.

Duke:

By far the worst one. He writes down injuries in terms of his own pain scale.

Could write "OW!" or "Not Gucci" or "Better than that time Jason hit me in the face with a TV remote".

Once wrote "Non-fatal" which sent Bruce into a spiral because "holy shit Duke?? What do you mean non-fatal?? Yeah I sure hope your injuries weren't lethal?!"

Cass:

Has never been injured on patrol. Often leaves him question marks in her file which...yeah, fair enough.

#batfam shenanigans #bruce wayne #tired dad bruce wayne #batkids #batsiblings #tim drake #jason todd #dick grayson #damian wayne #duke thomas #cass cain #long post #batdad #batfam #batfam shitpost

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ubersaur · 6 months

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Here's an incomplete collection of chilchuck being a dad that no one asked for.

edit: parts 2 and 3 now linked in the replies!

edit 2: #dungeon meshi spoilers #delicious in dungeon spoilers #idk if adding tags like this to the main body will help but I am hopeful

#dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #chilchuck #chilchuck tims #its incomplete because they are from a re-read i did early in the year and at some point got tired of taking screenshots for the collection #u

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deadsetobsessions · 2 months

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Sea Cryptic! Danny AU- Pt.4

[Pt.1] [Pt.2] [Pt.3][Pt.5][Pt.6][Pt.7]

Danny was sitting in the back, his backpack obnoxiously taking up the seat next to him, when the door to the lecture hall creaked open near silently.

“What are you in here for?” Danny asked the guy who crept into class. He sympathetically took his backpack off the Seat of Shame and allowed the guy to sit down. Funnily enough, they had the same hair and eye color.

“Gen Ed. Undecided. You?” The guy grunted quietly back.

“Environmental studies. I’m Danny.”

“Tim.”

With the implicit understanding of two people in a required class they could not give less than two fucks about, Tim and Danny tuned back into the lecture. When the class was assigned group work, Danny looked over to see Tim softly snoring, head slammed down on the table.

“Tim. Wake up, dude.” Danny poked his shoulder.

“Huh? Class over?”

“Nah, we got group work. Discussion board.”

“Oh shit, thanks for waking me up. Wanna team up?”

Danny shrugged. “Sure. We should aim to post it in the middle so the professor doesn’t read our answers to the class.”

“Yeah, sounds like a good idea. Any idea what we’re talking about?”

“Kind of?”

“Good enough for me.”

——

Tim Drake kept seeing Danny Fenton around on campus.

“Danny! Dude, what are you doing?”

Danny turned, gloved hands full of crumpled trash. “Picking up after the student population, apparently.”

“Didn’t think environmental studies was that serious.”

“Global warming is very serious, you jerk,” Danny smirked at him, crossing the grass to put the trash into the trash can. “Reduce, reuse, oil shouldn’t be spilled in water and all that.”

“Basic stuff,” Tim grinned. Nice, he basically had a friend past Bernard now!

They were friends, right?

“And yet humanity fails to comprehend it. Incredible. Incredibly stupid that is.”

“They get it. Major corporations just don’t care.”

Danny sighed. “True that. You on your way to your next class?” He took off his biodegradable gloves off (nitrile and nylon, baby!) and chucked them into the trash.

“I’ve got free time, actually. Prof cancelled for his daughter’s surgery.”

“Oh, shit, that’s rough! You wanna go downtown and join the strike?”

“A strike? What for?” Even as he asked, Tim hiked his bag higher onto his shoulder, ready to go. They fell into step as the two left campus.

“Apparently, Quillan Pharma was doing some shady shit at their manufacturing plants. I think it’s like killing kids, and pouring toxins into the ground.”

“Oh, shit.”

“Yeah. Oh! Poison Ivy’s gonna be there!”

Tim blinked. He casted a sideways look at Danny. Sure he’s been here long enough to know… but it couldn’t hurt to check. “You know she’s an eco-terrorist, right?”

“Okay, but like… people suck sometimes. And all she’s asking for is like don’t kill the planet. And she doesn’t do that whole mind control thing too much anymore! The Sirens are so cool. Plus, one of my best friends at home might actually kill me if I don’t try to get her autograph. Poison Ivy is like, Sam’s personal hero.”

Tim snickered. “Yeah, okay. Mind if one of my friends join? His name’s Bernard.”

“The more the merrier,” Danny nodded. “Ooo! Hot chocolate. Want some?”

Danny bought three drinks as Tim trailed behind, texting Bernard.

“He said yes.”

“Cool! We should meet up somewhere before the drinks get cold.”

Well, Danny got the autograph. Tim got a new friend, and Bernard got a drink from his crush.

——

“Oh, you’re the glowing dude that Batman always talks about!”

Danny blinked, eyes scanning the wing-like cape and the yellow emblem on the hero’s suit. Danny was indeed glowing, stars and nebulas freckling across neon green skin, and glowing hair the color of a white dwarf star, tinged with the blue from his ice core.

“I… have absolutely no idea who you are,” Danny lied, like a liar. He’s found a surprising niche of entertainment in messing with the local vigilantes and he’ll be damned if he missed this opportunity.

He heard a snicker from the comm lines as Red Robin visibly brushes it off.

“I’m Red Robin. Why are you picking up trash?”

“Picking up after you humans, apparently.”

The both of them blink, feeling a weird sense of déjà vu. A moment of awkward silence passed before they both shook it off.

“Are you here to help? No offense, but the track record for you people is terrible.” Danny strode over and grabbed a bag. He opened it, and shook it at Red Robin’s face. “See? Batarangs, these odd bird looking ones, the R’s. Seriously, pick up after yourselves!”

“Oh, woah, can we have these back?”

Danny yanked the bag back before Red Robin could get close. “Pay me. These were incredibly tedious to pick up. Especially the batarangs. I mean, I even found a whole bunch of old rusted ones in the middle of the bay. What did you do, dump an entire bag in there from the air?”

Red Robin sighed and took out a wad of cash, with tracking fluid all over it. Danny grimaced, smelling the odd scent on the money. “That’s not real cash. It smells off. Are you trying to give me counterfeits because you’re broke?”

Red Robin gaped, oddly offended. “No! They’re real!”

“Doesn’t smell like it. It’s stinkier than the trash. Go get the one with the money, the litterer. Tell him I’ll be back the next full moon. I don’t want to talk to you anymore.” Danny grumbled, disappearing on the spot to watch Red Robin flounder with the stack of cash and the piles of dead bodies on the shore.

“What the fuck even is my life these days?” Red Robin wondered out loud, stuffing the cash back into his pocket. He looked over the plastic wrapped bodies and slumped, sighing.

Oddly enough, Danny felt a sense of sympathy. Well, he’s not getting paid for sympathy. He’s not getting paid at all tonight, actually. Danny flew off, plunging once more into the depths of the significantly cleaner waters, and used his ice to scoop out oil stains.

Danny glanced around and sighed. He had a lot of work to do.

——

“So you’re saying he’s like a werewolf mermaid fae child immortal god thing, right?”

Bruce grunted.

“B, what the hell are you smoking these days? You know drugs are bad, right? Do we need Superman to give you that PSA?” Jason snickered.

Tim, massaging his arms from having to haul an ungodly amount of dead bodies, grunted. He’s so similar to Bruce that it gave the people currently in the cave hives.

“He said full moon. I don’t think we can track him with regular stuff. The bugs kept shorting out.”

“Oh boy,” Dick sighed. “Don’t fall off the spiral cliff, Tim. You’ve got midterms to think about so no stalking the guy.”

“Yet,” Tim shot back, changing out of his suit.

Bruce grunted, setting aside a huge stack of cash.

#let Tim Drake go to college you cowards #he got his GED in this one boys #let Tim fucking age #danny phantom #batman #tim drake #dc x dp #dcxdp #dpxdc #danny the tired college student #bamf danny phantom #siren au???#sea cryptic Danny #bro I had war flashbacks to discussion board group work #terrible why do I do this to myself #the batarangs in the middle of the bay was from when Bruce tried to kill the joker and himself #Danny: people just can’t clean up after themselves these days #sea cryptic! danny au

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