12 Aug 2020
“Fuck, kid. How much have you had?” Tim has been dosed with all sorts of toxins in the past—Joker, Scarecrow, Ivy—but that doesn’t mean he’s immune to alcohol poisoning.
“Uh...a lot? A lot. Soooo much.” Tim lets Jason shove him into the passenger seat, putting his vodka in the cup holder like the priss he is. It’s like handling an alcoholic American Girl doll. “Did you know that...that alcohol tastes disgusting? It’s mind-hoggling. You grow up your whole entire teenage years thinkin’ that alcohol is like, the best thing ever. But it’s not. It’s gross. Like...nail polish remover.”
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23 Sep 2020
“You’re not on the bad side, kid. Trust me. I’m on the bad side. You’re a goody-two-shoes at heart, just like the rest of ‘em.”
Tim just shakes his head. “I’m not. I’m just better at pretending than you are.” He downs the rest of his water, eyes red-rimmed when he comes up for air. “We’re the red ones, Jay. You and me. We can’t take anything back.”
The first time each of the Robins gets injured on Bruce's watch.
“Why didn’t you tell anyone you weren’t feeling well?”
“I’m fine.” Jason closes his eyes. “Just a little tired.”
“Uh-huh. And that’s why you have a fever?”
Fandom: Batman (Comics), Nightwing (Comics), Red Hood and the Outlaws (Comics), Red Hood/Arsenal (Comics), Red Robin (Comics), Young Justice (Cartoon)
31 Oct 2019
My contributions for Whumptober 2019! Here's to hoping that I manage to do one for every day and don't quit halfway through.
Also because I am shameless as fuck, the majority of these are Tim Drake-Centric. But what else is new, right?
Bruce checks Tim’s IV. “Are you in any pain? Do you need more morphine?”
Tim’s pupils are so wide that only the faintest ring of blue can be seen. He watches Bruce the way a five-year-old watches cartoons. “I’m all good, B-dog. All Gucci, like we cool teens say." His words are slurred almost beyond recognition, but Tim doesn’t seem to notice or care. "I could fight Superman right now.”
- Part 3 of Batfamily Bingo