Did I Make Signatures For All Of Them? Yes. Was It Fun? Yes. Was It Completely Unnecessary But Bugging

Day 4 of #timmay!!

Prompt 4: Baby animals

Bouta read this y'all, wish me luck.

the moon will sing

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/3u0mZFx by fallenflier Don't do it, Tim thinks to himself. It would be funny, another part of him counters. "You want me to cover up your shady dealings from Batman in exchange for access to Bruce Wayne's bank account? If you really wanted to help people, capitalist-boy, you would redistribute your wealth to people who actually need it," Lonnie retorts, but at least he hasn't punched Tim in the face yet for being rich. "You're not even against the idea!" Tim shoots back, grabbing at Lonnie's shoulders to look into his eyes. "Listen, this is important. I'm saving Robin's life with this." Lonnie looks at him dubiously. Clearly, he didn't understand the imminent danger of being a black-haired, blue-eyed, young boy noticed by Batman. And, Tim supposes, Jason's upcoming death, but he couldn't blame Lonnie for not knowing that. Words: 2778, Chapters: 1/8, Language: English Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Red Robin (Comics) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen Characters: Tim Drake (DCU), Helena Bertinelli, Bernard Dowd, Ariana Dzerchenko, Stephanie Brown, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne, Jack Drake, Janet Drake, Other Character Tags to Be Added, Lonnie Machin Relationships: No Romantic Relationship(s) Additional Tags: Time Travel, Time Travel Fix-It, Alternate Universe - Time Travel, Unreliable Narrator, Inspired by Tumblr, Tim Drake-centric, BAMF Tim Drake, Hurt/Comfort, references to death, Angst, Logical Fallacies, Tim Drake is Not a Batfamily Member, (for now!), Young Tim Drake, Tim Drake Has Issues, vague attempts at humor, Lonnie Machin & Tim Drake Friendship read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/3u0mZFx

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Adorable KiriBaku video.

Source.

So tru tho

Y'all I got a Denki mug and I love it sm⚡⚡

DAMN OKAY OW

Tim almost never sees Bruce Wayne. He sees Batman—the shadow in the cave, the cowl, the voice that barks orders land expected to be listened to. Bruce thinks he’s protecting him this way. If he denies a connection, if he refuses to name Tim as his, then maybe the world won’t carve into him the way it carved into Jason.

As if distance could soften a grave.

But the mimicry—that kills him.

Tim can do it perfectly: Jason’s loose-shouldered swagger, his posture, his walk, the way he’d laugh like Gotham's rare sunny days, the lopsided grin that made even Batman’s mouth twitch in response.

Tim practices in the mirror sometimes, just to see the ghost. Just to feel, for a second, like he isn’t standing in a dead boy’s shoes. But he was and now he was taking his face.

And when he gets it just right—when he throws out a joke in that tone, when he tilts his head that way, when he made Batman falter. Tim would melt.

For a heartbeat, the Batman was gone. In the place of the cold unchanging hero was Bruce Wayne, raw and wounded, looking at him like he’s something precious. Like he’s worth holding gently. Like he wasn't a soldier or a replacement. Like he was actually Jason. Tim sees it—the Bruce that Jason must have known, the one Dick still sometimes searches for in the rubble of their family. The one left to rot in the same warehouse Jason died in. The father smiled warmly as his kid, asked about their day, held them, praised them. God did Tim savor being held like he mattered.

Then Bruce would blink, and the moment shatters and Batman returns. Tim is let go and he has to fight himself not to hold on because he wanted this. Gods we wanted this. Ironic that that was particularly why Tim had originally started stalking the bats. Ironic that their closeness and family bond was something he was excluded from even when he was 'part of the family'.

He wonders, sometimes, if Bruce even realizes he’s doing it. If he knows how quickly he pulls away, how deliberately he rebuilds the walls between them the second he remembers who Tim is. Or rather, who he isn’t.

Tim doesn’t blame him.

He knows what he is.

A placeholder. A contingency. A shadow of a ghost.

And maybe that’s all he’ll ever be.

Tim swallows the phantom warmth like a thief. He knows it isn’t for him. Warmth wasn't for Drakes. Mother used to tell him they werelrelated to ice dragons. That was why they weren't affectionate. Affection was too warm for the Drake Family.

Tim wanted to be warm...

Based on The Peacock AU by @bongo-clash

Always

SK∞ the Infinity Ep 9 → High Schooler Sakurayashiki Kaoru appreciation

#MatchaBlossom Ammirite

Joe: [being Joe]

Cherry: You better shut the fuck up before I look at you one day, feel warm and realize I've fallen in love with you.

Joe: [continues being Joe]

Cherry: I'm serious, quit it! Fuck!

Definitely don't need a heart nope

“Don’t be too optimistic, Cherry.“