#Timmy Torture

[butchlesbiancosmo]

but for real though. if I think too much about the way timmy and hazel approach their own shows differently I’ll just make myself sad.

the biggest example for me is like. how almost every new character introduced becomes an enemy: remy buxaplenty, norm the genie, darth lazer, etc. even minor ones like tom sawyer and miss stormbringer. there was even that one time he befriended the founding fathers AND THEN they betrayed him too. obviously this didn’t apply all the time (mark chang) but Timmy really ended up with more enemies than allies going after him and that really sucks man

compare to hazel, whose biggest hurdle at the beginning of the show was fitting in and making friends in the first place. since then she’s befriended a dinosaur, rock people, a possum animatronic, mother nature, the nmusic phairy, her favorite manga character, a trash monster, DEV????? even jasmine and winn (who cannot be in the loop about Magic Hijinx) are ride or die with Hazel vs aj and chester just growing apart from timmy bc they could barely be included in his adventures without risking breaking the rules. she’s still made pretty bad enemies (cookie and dale) but she’s also got a lot of people who genuinely like her and support her

which is fine bc she is baby and deserves everything good but also. timmy :(

[chalamet-hl]

[not-5-rats]

Waiter...more angst!!! At once!!...but make it Timmy ^^

This is like super similair to my Marco post, practically the same but different lol, also sorry if the sequence of things isn't 100% right according to the actual series, I can't properly remember it and I don't have the patience to relisten to it rn-

Also wanna put a warning for this one, there's some gross descriptions of mutilation and guts so if that makes you uncomfortable probs best to skip this one!!

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"I found my family...but I also lost a huge part of it"

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Honestly it didn't take him long to warm up to Bug. They caught him a bit off guard, he almost fell into the river, but he didn't really care too much. He falls into the river all the time! He quickly got over it and became enraptured by the stranger. They had such a dazzling smile, and that laugh, oh he felt himself burning red merely thinking about it. They were so energetic, able to match Timmy's speed and more! They were kind, they were joyous, they were...perfect

Everyday after they met he dragged Bug to do anything and everything with him. He had to run to town to grab some resources? Bug grab your bag! Going on a fishing trip with Bodie? Buuuug hope you know how to fish!! Everything he did, he dragged them to do it with him. They were practically attached by the arm, dawn till dusk. With every moment they spent together he fell deeper and deeper in love with them, his heart began to swell whenever they drew near, his eyes widened and his stomach began to churn. They made him so nervous...nothing had ever made him this nervous, it was strange...but he didn't really care. He would do anything to be around them, doesn't matter the cost.

One day he finally decided he should bring them to his home, show them about. Bug seemed overjoyed when they realised they were being invited, so the three made their way over. As soon as they ascended the ladder, entering his home, he rushed Bug into the room which held his collection. Crystals covered shelf upon shelf, the sparkling jewels blinding in the harsh sunlight which streamed in from the windows. Bug was entranced, the endless colours leaving them feeling like they were trapped in a kaleidoscope. He picked up many rocks from about the room, gently pushing them into Bug's view...but one type seemed to appear more often than the rest, Roze Quarts. Of course Bug had no idea what this meant...but he, he knew what he was doing, he was practically confessing to them right there and then! Alas..they didn't catch on.

Everything was perfect, Bodie and him living in the swamps, with Bug staying for the foreseeable future, yet one day...everything changed. Timmy's eyes were opened to who had truly been staying with them these past weeks. Just another day out with his friends, it was going fine, until he swam right into a Hunters trap, he assumed it would be alright I mean he'd been caught in a million traps before, he'd managed to get out then why would now be any different! ...it was different, the Hunter's must have realised their traps weren't working so they got stronger ones. Timmy couldn't get out, not even when Bodie tried to help from the outside, nothing was working. Bodie decided it'd be best for hum to rush home and get some tools, Bug agreed and Timmy...couldn't really do anything to stop them. Almost as soon as Bodie was out of sight they heard it, footsteps, crunching branching from nearby. Bug seemed distressed, Timmy tried to calm them, but once again he couldn't do much. They tried to break the trap open with the bear hands but unsuprisingly it didn't work, yet they kept pushing, their fingers aching, blood beginning to leak from their palms. They began to ramble, telling Timmy that they'd get him out, it was going to be alright...that seemed more aimed at themself than him though, suddenly another voice spoke over them causing Bug to fall silent;

"Well what have we 'ere"

Hunters, Timmy began to yell at them to get out of here, to go away before he got to them...they simply laughed. Given his size and current situation, the Hunter's stated that he was in no state to make that kind of claim. Before he could retaliate they turned on Bug, they claimed Timmy was theirs to take given it was their trap, he was sure Bug would stand up for him! Get them to let him go...but instead he said something he could never have expected. They claimed he was their catch, he led them into it, they were all the skill here. The two groups began to argue but he barely heard anything...ge felt so fucking betrayed. How could they do this to him, he thought they were his friend...his family...his love, yet here they stood discussing his worth with Hunters as though he were nothing more than a mangy dog they'd be happy to get rid of. He felt so angry, he could feel the tears threatening to take over his eyes but he refused to let them. He could feel himself disassociating, trying to wake up, begging for thus to be nothing but a bad dream...he realised how real it was when he felt himself being dragged away and saw Bug dissapearing into the distance.

The journey was dreadful, the Hunter's constantly poked fun at him, boasted about the awful fate thay awaited him...he wished he could just fall into the ground and dissapear. Finally though he found himself being thrown into a cage in the arena...a giant creature looming in the corner. Slowly it stepped into the light, growling at him, he shuffled back into the wall, trying not to let his fear gleam through, but it was hard when the figure was so much larger than him. However, for the second time that day Timmy heard something he could never have expected to hear. The figure stared at him, a slight hint of shame on his face as it told him...it was his father. The figure revealed itself to be Rolden, he's been trapped here for ages and a while ago he was forced to have a child with a half-dragon named Lora...he couldn't believe it. What the fuck was going on. He thought his parents were dead but now it turns out they're alive??? And they're here??? His mind was a whirl...and suddenly it got alot worse. His father was once again snatched away from him, to fight in the arena, what felt like an eternity later his father returned, bloody and bruised and with somebody else...

"Bodie!!!"

He couldn't believe his eyes, what was Bodie doing here! What was going on!! Bug, Bug must have done this, feeling him out wasn't enough they had to get Bodie caught up in this as well!! He felt the rage boil in him...which wasn't helped by the announcement from Rolden that Bodie was his brother, making him Timmys uncle. He felt so confused, so lost, he had no idea what was going on anymore! Everything he had once known was suddenly thrown onto its head! Nothing was as he believed, his family was alive...he had been with it this entire time! Well one member of it...as for the other...well they turned out to be a fucking cheat, a backstabber, a liar. He curled up on the floor, just trying to block it all out...and as if it couldn't get any worse he suddenly heard a haunting voice echoing from the bars of their cells

His eyes shot to the bars, there they stood, a relieved smile plastered on their face...how fucking dare they smile...how fucking dare Bug show face here. He ran to the wall, grasping the bars with such a tight hand he felt pain instantly shooting through it. He yelled, demanding to know what they were doing here...why they did this!!...they didn't respond at first, letting him get his frustration out...with every yell, every accusation, Timmy felt his heart shatter, the love he felt for Bug still present and pushing against his chest begging him to embrace them, to tell them how worried he was that they were really a Hunter...but he refused to let it. He maintained an enraged expression, throughout his entire being, refusing to let a slither of relied show even as Bug talked him through their plan. He wanted to believe that they didn't really betray him...but he couldn't, he knew what happened, he was there!! Nobody couldn't deny it! They let him go!! They let those awful fucking Hunters take them away! Do awful things to him...they let that happen. As much as he loved them he couldn't just move past that. Luckily Rolden was listening to Bugs plan cause Timmy barely caught a word...and as soon as they had appeared Bug vanished, promising to come again soon to think of a proper plan.

Days passed, Bug visited once again along with Marco, who seemed sort of exhausted- Bug went with him when he first visited his mother to inform her of the plan...he was kind of relieved, he loved his Mother and was so glad to finally see her but that lady was SCARY, absaloutly terrifying! At the same time...he didn't trust them yet, he still felt so fucking awful about what they had done, he couldn't move on. Anyways they informed her of their plan, she thought it was quite stupid, but agreed to help nonetheless. After they left Timmy felt...empty, he didn't know how to feel. So he just sat and patiently awaited the night they would finally get out of here.

It eventually came, they were ushered out of their cages by two cloaked figures that were easily identified as Bug & Marco, the group was squeezed through passages, hurried past rooms and finally ended up in a dark hall, one last door and they'd finally be free. The entire walk Timmy had practically ordered that Bug stand infront of him, this meant the rest of the group would be infront and he would be behind so they couldn't abandon them...they couldn't betray them again. Fortunately everything was going smoothly, no incidents. Bodie pushed the door open, Marco was first out closely followed by Bodie, Rolden and Lora...but just as Bug went to leave their neck suddenly snapped around. Timmy felt Bugs hands roughly grabbed his shoulders and pushed him out the door, as he fell to the floor just out the door he realised why they had done Guards, three of them, one grabbed Bugs arms, restraining them, another grabbed their face as they teased, warning Bug of all the pain they were about to force them and their silly friends to endure. The last stepped forwards to try and re-capture Timmy, but Bug kicked the door shut before they could. As soon as it was closed Marco rushed forwards and locked the door once more, stopping them from following. Timmy was rushed to his feet, he tried yelling about Bug, they had to make sure they were okay! But it was too late. They sped back into the swamps...leaving Bug behind, in the hands of the Guards...the ruthless Guards...Timmy's heart ached as he thought of all the awful things they were probably doing to them...the torture they were forcing Bug to endure.

Timmy couldn't sleep for days after they escaped, he barely spoke and refused to est anything. Everyone tried to reason with him but it was pointless, he wasn't listening, his mind and heart were still in thay arena, in Bugs arms. He couldn't rest until he knew they were safe! So one day, when everyone else was out he snuck back into the town...it didn't take long for him to learn what happened to them. He barely reached the arena when he saw it, Bugs dead body, hung on the front of the arena, their eyes were peeled open...those eyes which once were full of life and hope...now they would forever be stoney and cold. The longer Timmy looked, the more horrors he realised, their guts were spilling from a gash right up their centre, lungs pinned each side of their body and their heart...pinned above their head. He couldn't believe his eyes, he wouldn't believe them! This...this couldn't be them...it had to be somebody else, it was fake! They were just trying to scare them...yet the more he looked...the more he knew...it wasn't fake it was Bug, hung up as a warning. They were dead, and they were mutilated. Timmy felt puke rise in his throat, he couldn't bear to look anymore. He spun around and began to run, he kept running, he didn't really know where he was going he just had to get away from that! Away from what remained of his friend, his family...his lover. He tried to run, to forget, to purge what he had seen from his mind but he couldn't rid himself of it, it stained his mind, it remained in his vision. He closed his eyes, begging the universe to lead him home, to clear this from his memory. The world wasn't on his side, he ran straight into a trap, it clung to his leg, but he refused to stop running, he kept pushing...his leg tore off but he refused to acknowledge it, he just kept going, stumbling as he pushed homeward.

Finally he made it, there was a small group waiting for him, they questioned him on where he had been, why he had run off...where the fuck was his leg. He fell to the floor as gallons of tears flooded from his eyes. As he hit the floor, he tried to remain conscious but the emotional shock and blood loss suddenly got the best of him and he passed out.

When he awoke he was in the hutt, he almost fell out of the bed as he hurried to find out how much of his memories were a dream...and how much were reality. He was hit with the harsh truth that everything he remembers...happened, Bug was dead, their body...it...it...was mutilated, his leg was gone, but honestly he didn't give a fuck about that right now. His love was dead, gone for the rest of time, they would never come back, never again would the pair speed through the river splashing the plants and whatever they saw around them, never again would they work together to trick townsfolk to sneak snacks and treats...and never again would he get to hear that entrancing laugh, the sound echoed in his head, that laugh that was once so comforting...is now haunting and reminds him of the terrible events which occurred mere days ago. Timmy felt tears spring into his eyes once more...and he let them, he needed this, he needed to let these feelings out. Bodie wrapped his arms around him...but it didn't help. He felt so guilty, if he hadn't been so caught up in his suspicions maybe he would have noticed the Hunters! Maybe he could've saved them...maybe they'd still be here.

The rest of the group agreed to give him some time in Marco's room on his own...divines it still smelt like Bug. He could still feel their presence, their energy, lingering in the room...they had meant so much to everyone here and even though they were gone he knew they wouldn't truly leave the house for many moons. As night dawned once more he shuffled to the edge of the bed and leaned against the windowsill, his gaze fell on the stars, the glimmering of those firey balls reminded him exactly of the shine of their eyes...somehow despite their sparkle going out these sparkles remained. Shining in the sky...in a trembling voice, Timmy spoke for the first time in a while;

"I'm guessing you're up there...one of those. Still glowing even after death, of course you are. You always have, and you always will"

He fell back onto his bed, hissing slightly at the pain in his stump of a leg. He stared up at the ceiling...he could still see them, that shine...not just in their eyes but in their entire being, they used to glow, they were radiant...he admired it, he knew they were still glowing, nobody could ever put out that spark and he knew it. He rolled over so he was staring beside him...he could see them laying beside him, that smile...even though he knew it wasn't real it made him grin slightly. Once again be spoke to this vision...even though he knew they weren't there;

"Y'know these past few days have been fucking crazy, I found my family...but I also lost a huge part of it...you, don't get me wrong I'm so happy to have them, I'm so glad my parents are here! But honestly...I think I'd trade it all if it meant things could go back to the way things were..if I could have you back, if I could tell you...tell you how much I love you"

The vision began to fade away...the tears fell once more staining his pillow. He smiled as the shadow slowly dissapeared, he let his eyes flutter shut slightly as he whispered out his last words to the void which remained infront of him;

"...I love you so much, I wish I could've said it sooner...I admired you, and I will keep admiring you till the day I join you...wherever you are. Good night *Bug*"

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@rozeliyawashereyall you asked to be tagged, so here ya go!!

[batmanshole]

tim drake surrounded by an army of splatoons

[jesschalamet]

it’s flopped on TT, maybe it won’t here 🙃

[touchlikethesun]

(((a small part of me, very small part, wants the kylie and timmy rumors to be true, not because i’m invested, but because he is the kind of guy to date a girl like that, they are definitely cut from the same cloth, and the only reason people don’t think so, is because he’s crafted an image for himself in opposition to That Life, but it’s not reality, and i think it might be good for the internet to reckon with the fact that he is not the characters he portrays)))

[tim-shii]

i have spidersagi in the drafts

[royalphantompain]

I apologize, but I'm probably going to be extremely awkward when doing this-

[twipsai]

When will doau come back from the war………(/j)

im not letting it out of the fucking vault

[chalamet-hl]

Even if it's handcuffed, I'm leaving here with you... 🤍

[usagifuyusummer]

I actually think this episode was kinda neat, funny, horrifying and fun! (I am an avid fan of the horror and macabre.) I like that this kid-friendly show episode (lol) attempted to expand on the darker fairy lore.

Although, it was at the expense of Timmy's safety and sanity... that was unfortunate and kinda sad. Yeeesh, how many broken bones did Timmy get from running around in that incident lol???? GETTING HIT BY A TRUCK HAHAHA. This kid has terrible luck in life (Also, this episode kinda highlights how resourceful, quick thinking and independent Timmy is when facing a crisis on his own. Which is something MOST PEOPLE OVERLOOK when thinking about his character. )

This episode made me think of how far the lengths Cosmo and Wanda would go just to guide Timmy and his misbehaviours. It's kinda sweet but in a horrific aspect kinda way.

Timmy is dealing with creatures that aren't human, clearly stronger, and out of his depth of knowledge, so I kinda appreciate how episodes like these show how otherworldly horrifying (like eldritch horror) the Fairywinkle Cosma family is compared to his mortal human self. I admire shows who take the time to actually show the darker aspects of their fictional world as it makes the worldbuilding feel more in-depth and interesting!

(It is also probably due to me being a fan of horror that I don't mind episodes like these.)

It's similar to how old children's stories are actually harsher in hindsight when you think about it. Fear is an integral part in human life, so it makes sense that these old stories/fairytales introduce the concept of fear to these young children. If you don't learn how to handle fear, how will you be able to face everything adulthood has? The world isn't a safe space after all, so its important to teach children the need to be cautious and how to handle your fear of everything the world has to offer.

That's how I view this "problem" of using darker themes in kid-friendly shows. I don't think its a net negative, to me it just shows the other aspects of the characters and how well they can handle the dire and horrifying situation at hand.

In conclusion, I find episodes like these to be fascinating. It shows how demented the show's staff are while also cementing that the universe doesn't have Timmy's best interests in mind LMAO. (Hm, you get me??? It makes for interesting writing decisions and themes.)

So yeah, sorry if this opinion isn't what you're hoping for in this discussion. My thoughts are just different... that's why I have no friends! (Just joking lmao.)

A scandalous episode for many, which in my opinion changes the general image of fairies (clearly not for the better)

Many people were shocked, to put it mildly, after watching this episode. And many were unhappy and even more frightened by the behavior of Cosmo and Wanda, which I can't help but agree with. However, I liked this episode on the contrary. It shows the darker evil nature of fairies and how crazy they can sometimes become if someone simply offends their child. And it doesn't matter that this is their godson. Because of this, it now really seems to me that fairies are not who they pretend to be and the creators sometimes directly show this. For example, this phase of fairies at 2 years old(terrible twosome) when they start to go crazy and rebel against everything. You will say that "it's just a phase." Really? And the fact that Poof almost destroyed the entire Earth in this episode is considered "just a phase"? The fact that fairies can destroy all life just because of this phase begins to worry. Like, what makes them do all these terrible things? A sudden change in behavior or ….. an inner voice inside that is their secret dark essence??And if you remember the anti-fairies who are the complete opposite of fairies, then I'm starting to seriously think that they are less dangerous than them. And this is not the only scandalous episode…

(Poor Timmy… What the heck??)

And going back to that scandalous episode, I had a thought: "what if all this was true?" Because Cosmo and Wanda were enjoying this suspiciously so much and it all looked extremely realistic.. And the fact that they really left Timmy with injuries and bruises made me think that this is true and they really turn into monsters after 8 hours. And you know what? This would be a great idea for more lore between fairies and anti fairies (they, as opposites in THIS way, would look incredibly cool). And it would also be a great idea for creating some kind of horror game (well, just a note)

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+comments to this episode

This is really.. something….

[cubbihue]

Do Sanderson and Timmy have a similar office relationship to Jim and Dwight from The Office?

Pretty much! Timmy likes pranking Sanderson on occasion, and seeing how far he can push Sanderson until HR gets involved. Sanderson is pretty tolerate all things considering... Although there is a limit until he shoots back with his own form of torture (HP lectures).

Timmy tries his best not to cross that line.

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[starreyblueberry]

Whenever people hate Timmy Turner it feels like its a personal attack on me. Prob cause my whole blog is about him but also like oh you hate Timmy Turner??? Do you think he's an asshole kid who didn't deserve fairies? BLOCKED we don't need that negativity here. Say you don't understand how neglect affects kids and GO!! "He ruined Cosmos and Wandas marriage" NO WHAT RUINED THEIR MARRIAGE WAS THE "I HATE MY WIFE" JOKES AND THEIR SURGE IN POPULARITY IN THE 2000'S GET A GRIP!!! EVERY SINGLE TIME THEY WERE CLOSE TO BREAKING UP TIMMY WAS LIKE NO!! I AINT LETTING THIS HAPPEN AND TAUGHT THEM HOW MUCH THEY LIKE EACH OTHER AGAIN "He's selfish-" MF I would be a supervillain if I had a babysitter who used medieval torture devices on me and had a teacher who would stalk my every single move and have parents who don't really gaf and r IDIOTS like he is not taught responsibility/stability by anyone except two little magical creatures that were assigned cause he had DEPRESSION!! like bro u don't get him like I do

[girlkisser13]

giving tim drake head

pairings: tim drake x gn!reader

warnings/tags: smut (18+), oral sex (t receiving), handjob, sub tim drake, soft dom reader

divider by @plutism

tim breathed heavily and threw his head back as you planted multiple kisses on his neck, sucking once you found his sweet spot, making him release a small moan and squeeze your hips from where his hands were placed.

you brought your head back up and enveloped his lips in yours, tongues against each other.

“please” he whispered, a whiny tone to his voice. “what is it baby, tell me what you want?” you breathed, disconnecting your lips and leaning your forehead against his.

“a-anything”

“so needy” you chuckled, shaking your head and kissing from his lips to his chin, all the way down to his throat. tim could feel his heart rate speed up when you slid down to your knees, scraping them against the carpet.

you placed soft kisses on both of his thighs, then one on the tent that had formed on his pyjama pants.

he involuntarily bucked his hips up, making you shoot a threatening look that had him swallowing hard.

you pulled down his pants, mouth watering when his cock popped out, the tip a dark shade of red, pre-cum leaking.

tim gave a shuddered moan when you wrapped your hand around him, slowly jerking him off. “how does that feel timmy?” you questioned.

“g-good, so good” he mumbled, head leaning back onto the couch. “mhm i bet” you hummed, taking him by surprise when you suddenly put him in your mouth. tim moaned louder at this. causing you to disconnect from him. “shh baby, wouldn’t want anyone coming in and seeing you be such a slut huh?” you faked sympathy, jutting out your bottom lip in an attempt at a fake pout.

he shook his head no and gulped harshly, looking down at you with a hopeful look. you gave a smirk in return and went back down, completely bottoming out and letting his cock go down your throat, a gag emitting from you while tim gave a small whimper.

you brought your head back up and started bobbing it rapidly, gurgling sounds erupting from you, tim’s mouth a perfect “o” as he breathed raggedly.

to amplify the pleasure, you hollowed your cheeks in, sucking slower. “oh god” he murmured from above you, almost cumming at the mere sight of you on your knees for him.

your tongue traced the tip lightly, making him hiss softly. one hand wrapped around what you couldn’t fit into your mouth as you sucked him slowly yet harshly, your other hand reaching down to squeeze his balls.

“i-i’m close y/n” he warned, tone quiet. you raised your eyebrows in understanding and sped up your hand, yet your mouth continued that slow torturous pace.

you brought your head up enough to mumble, “aw are going to cum timmy? i can you feel you getting all twitchy” before going back down, breathing harshly through your nose.

“please, f-faster” he pleaded, his orgasm on the brink of falling as his cheeks flushed red.

you gave a small upturn of your lips at his begging, yet you took him by surprise when you indeed sped up with your mouth, sucking sounds now being resonated throughout the room.

both you and tim felt his balls flexing up and without having time to even warn you, his cum filled your mouth, stopping you in your tracks as it caught you by surprise.

you still let him ride out his high, sucking softly on the tip while his eyes rolled to the back of his head.

you finished him up with a pop! when you removed him from your mouth, lips glistening with his arousal.

“d-did i do good?” he asked shyly as you climbed on his lap again.

“you did wonderful, darling”

[gollageek]

Jimmy Neutron: Where's Spongebob?

Timmy Turner: He's right here!

Timmy Turner: *Holds up Pyramid Steve*

Pyramid Steve: Well Hello There!

Jimmy Neutron: Turner, that's a triangle.

Timmy Turner: *deep breath*

Jimmy Neutron: *judgmental eyebrow lift*

Timmy Turner: I think I left Spongebob in the Nightmare Dimension...

Danny Phantom waking up from a dead sleep on the couch across the room: YOU DID WHAT?

Meanwhile in the Nightmare Dimension

Spongebob Squarepants: *laughter* That Tickles!

Bill Cipher surrounded by broken and mangled torture devices: WHY CAN'T I DESTROY YOU???!!!??!!?!

[ravenna-reid]

devotion

Timmy x Reader because I am currently going through Tim Drake brain rot

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"Tim?" His name rang through the comm like it was a warning.

"Yeah Nightwing?"

"I think you should come back to the cave. It's kinda urgent."

Tim's footsteps stilled. "What do you mean?"

Dick let out a long sigh. "It's y/n."

In that instant, it was as though someone had replaced Tim's bones with lead. He felt it weigh him down as anxiety began to pulse in his chest.

"What do you mean Dick? What happened?"

Tim already had his cellphone in his hand, but there were no missed calls or messages from you. He knew you had gone out on patrol tonight; Bruce had put you with Dick and Cass, whilst he was forced to go with the bat himself.

Prior to going on patrol, you had given Tim sweet reassurances, and as much as he hated being separated from you, he reluctantly agreed.

His finger had instinctively hooked around your pinkie. "Remember the knuckle busters I gave you." He'd said.

And you had smiled. "Of course."

Now Tim was torturing himself thinking about all of the possible things that could have happened to you on patrol.

"I don't know Tim," Dick continued, "But something happened tonight and she won't talk about it. She's gone mute."

"You better hurry up and get back replacement." Jason chimed in, the sound of the thugs he was beating hitting the ground in the background.

"Shut up Jason." Tim snapped.

Ripping his comm out, he looked over at Bruce, assuming he heard it all. Bruce could tell Tim wasn't going to take no for an answer.

"Go."

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Tim basically tore through the cave in search of you, his bo staff and mask disregarded on the ground. He immediately saw Cass sitting on the med bed and Dick standing beside her, arms crossed, and headed for them.

"Where is she?" He asked, voice eager and breathy like he'd just sprinted all the way back to the manor.

Cass glanced over at Dick, and Tim didn't miss the sorrowful look on her face.

"She's upstairs in your room-"

"What happened?" He cut Dick off.

The two exchanged glances, then Cass eyes averted to the floor and Dick's eyes went back to Tim. "The mission was going fine. Y/n was fine. Her usual self; strong, determined, hell she was taking out most of the guys herself." Dick shrugged and ran a hand through his hair. "Then we got separated for a few minutes-"

"What do you mean you got separated?" Tim asked, tone stern and accusatory.

Dick continued on with the story. "Cass and I couldn't find her and when we finally did, she was like a ghost..."

Tim's face was going red with anger and his expression read blame, until Cass grabbed his arm. His eyes shot over to hers. Cass raised her hand and pointed upstairs, and with the nod of his head, Tim agreed and left them without another word.

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Tim wanted to practically walk through the door to his room, but instead, he gently opened it so he wouldn't startle you. He had no idea what condition you were in, and that made it agonising. So preparing himself for the worst, he quietly crept through the door.

The room was dark, the only source of light coming from his ensuite light. "Y/n?"

As his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he finally looked over to the windows, and there on the window seat sat you. Staring up at the full moon. A relieved sigh fell from his lips. "Y/n."

You turned to look at him and got to your feet as he quickly rushed over to you.

"Tim." Those were the first words you had spoken in almost two hours.

Tim's hands traced down your arms, seeking any sign of injury, before his eyes skimmed over your torso and neck. Then his hands moved to cradle your face, his gaze searching your eyes for any hint of conflict or pain.

"Y/n, where are you hurt? Are you alright?"

As stupid as it was, shame began creeping up on you. "I'm ok Tim, I promise." You grabbed hold of his hands and pulled them away from your face. "Dick contacted you, didn't he?" You faked a smile.

Your not so subtle action caught Tim completely off guard as he stared back at you. It was hard to read you in the dark with only the moon and distant light aiding him, but that didn't stop him from trying.

"Yeah, y/n are you sure you're ok?"

You took a small step back. "Yeah, I promise it was nothing. I'm fine." You tried hard to mask everything with that smile of yours, but it made Tim even more uneasy. He'd thought something physically happened to you. That you were injured. Bruised and bleeding. But now he knew the hurt you were experiencing was running a lot deeper.

You took a sharp breath in. "How was patrol?"

Your voice wavered, and that coil of anxiety was beginning in Tim's chest all over again.

"Y/n..." His finger hooked your pinkie, a small habit of his. He took a step forward to close the space between you, and with the window seat behind you, you had nowhere to go. "Come on, what happened during patrol?"

You let out a deep breath, your head swimming with thoughts. "It's just, I don't know. We ended up getting separated tonight...and when I ..."

No. You instantly cut yourself short and berated yourself. A habit you had developed over the years whenever you were about to talk about how you felt. A fearful expression painted your face and it pained Tim to see it.

"Honestly, it was nothing, I swear." You waved your hand through the air. "This stuff happens on patrol Tim. We've all been through it." You shrugged, trying to brush it off. But your eyes were wide and alert and you were oh so slightly trembling.

Tim rested his hands on your elbows now, tilting his head to catch your gaze as you turned your head from him. "Y/n, something reminded you of the incident tonight, didn't it?" He asked, voice so low and understanding. His thumb stroking your arm.

You bit your lip. "Yeah, but it's fine. The past is the past." You were trying awfully hard to avoid eye contact. "I can handle it, you know."

"It's not about that y/n." Tim's hands cupped your face and now you were forced to look at him.

Usually, you would cut and run. Always at the first sign of something becoming deeper. The first sign that told you someone was getting too close and they knew too much about you. The first sign of physical contact.

And yet...and yet. You could drown it all out with Tim.

"You don't have to be tough all the time. Stoic. Unbreakable. Not with me y/n." His strokes were delicate against the skin of your face. You silently nodded, taking his words in. Tim leant in and placed a long, tender kiss on your cheek. You closed your eyes, never knowing how to act when you received such affection.

Then you subconsciously leant into his touch and Tim was more than happy to pull you closer to him. Especially given it was something you rarely did. Now with your arms around his neck and his around your waist, he moved so that his lips were near your ear as he whispered, "You don't have to tell me what happened. Just let me take care of you y/n. I swear, you'll always be ok."