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[snowzapped]

Tim happily playing video games in his boxers and eating cheetos on his lone day off: Finally, some peace!

Jason: I'm here to take you out.

Tim: Come back between 10:00 and 3:00 on Monday. I'm busy.

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[chibinightowl]

"Okay, hear me out..." Jason says earnestly, nudging the paper-lined basket of his newest creation across the bar to his partner. "They're really good."

"That's sacrilege." Tim doesn't sound convinced in the slightest and glares at the unoffending plate between them. "You put cheese in them!"

"Yeah, I did. Havarti, which goes really good with dill, which is why those are dill pickles."

Tim makes a face. "And what did you do to the aioli?"

"Sriracha ranch."

Down the way, Colin glances over and snickers just loud enough for Jason to hear. "I even had Colin try them since you were out of town forever."

It's a low blow since Tim really hated being gone as long as he was, but that's what happens when you're running a biotech company. "What about Roy?"

"Roy has the palate of a college frat boy so nice try. He inhales everything."

"They're really good, Tim," Colin says. "Would Jason lead you wrong?"

"No," Tim replies slowly, though he's still giving the pickle spear deep fried in a wonton wrapper the evil eye. "It just feels like sacrilege."

"One bite," Jason encourages. "Just one bite and if you don't like 'em, you'll never see 'em again."

Gingerly, Tim picks up the new version of his favorite deep fried pickle and dabs it in the sauce. Then, looking like he's been asked to spend time with Damian, he takes a small bite.

He chews. Swallows.

Jason waits, then grins from ear to ear as Tim goes in for a second, much larger, bite. "Told ya," he laughs.

"Shut up." Tim takes a third and final bite, then pouts when he realizes he's only been given one pickle. "Do you have any more?"

[chibinightowl]

Jason isn't exactly sure why Dick is knocking on the door to his tower. And he especially isn't sure why he's carrying a large canvas sack that won't stop moving and from which the most gods-awful noises are coming from.

"Let me guess," he says as he opens the door wider. "The gremlin got turned into a cat."

"Nope!" Dick is a little too cheerful about whatever is in the sack. "This is your problem now." He shoves his bundle into Jason's arms. "Have fun!"

Jason immediately flails as whatever is in the bag renews it's struggles even more fiercely. "What the fuck, Dickhead?"

"Just remember--he knows you didn't do it!" Dick calls out before the door slams shut behind him.

"Fucker." Tempted as he is to just drop the bag, whatever--or is it whoever--is in there probably won't appreciate being slung around like a sack of potatoes.

Instead, Jason holds the bag at arms length and carries it up four flights of stairs to his workroom. "Don't take this personally," he warns. Then he tosses the sack into the middle of the circle carved into the floor and activates the sigils.

There's a loud disgruntled honk and the loosely tied mouth of the sack erupts to reveal the most pissed off swan Jason has ever seen.

"Oh my gods." He just shakes his head and makes his way to the workbench to find something to reveal more details about the underlying spell. More trumpets echo around the chamber and Jason idly snaps his fingers to activate the silencing spell built into the circle. It's not that he won't help the swan, but it's easier when he's not bleeding from his ears.

When he turns his attention back to the circle and releases the silencing spell, the swan spreads its wings and hisses. The canvas bag has been shredded to pieces.

"Save it for whoever did this to you," Jason says, utterly non-plussed by the bird. "If I had to guess, someone has an unhealthy obsession with the Swan Princess and wants a beautiful, graceful, and fragile bride."

There's another hiss.

Jason's going to take that as confirmation. "Right then. Just stay there and don't move."

The swan obliges, even if it doesn't lower its wings.

Thankfully, the spell is a simple enough one and keyed to a stupid kiss, just like he expected. It doesn't take long to unravel and when he's done, there's a mop of black hair and a pair of very familiar icy blue eyes glaring back at him.

It's Tim, who in Jason's opinion is beautiful and graceful, but who's also more than willing and able to kill a man. And then bring them back to life just to do it all over again. Whoever did this to him is so screwed.

You don't piss off a necromancer.

Jason immediately lowers the wards and crosses the edge of the circle to kneel beside the man. He summons a soft blanket and gingerly drapes it over Tim's bare shoulders. Animal transformations often leave the person extremely sensitive and he doesn't want to overstimulate the former swan's nerves.

"You alright?"

Tim's ragged breathing slows and he tugs the blanket close, then he buries his face into Jason's shoulder. "I am now."

He sounds just as wrecked as he looks.

"Who did this?"

"Take one guess."

Jason doesn't need to. He already knows who has the most unhealthy obsession with Tim in the world and who'd love to put him in a gilded cage. "Do you need me to distract Bruce so you can kill him again?"

"That'd be nice." Tim sighs and wraps his arms around Jason's neck. "Can we go to bed first? I'm tired."

Jason presses a kiss into Tim's hair and scoops him up into his arms, blanket and all. "Sure thing, love. Sleep now, plot murder later."

When the sorcerer turned the swan into a woman, he was picturing someone beautiful, graceful, and fragile. What he got was someone beautiful, graceful, and very much willing and able to kill a man.

[kieran-granola]

"I'd go to war for you."

Part 2 of a holiday gift set for the lovely @themandylion and @chibinightowl, commissioned from @zappedbysnow! Thank you, ladies, for another fantastic year of JayTim shenanigans. You're the best!

[cearamorran]

Commission for the lovely @chibinightowl for their fic The Accountant :) Go check it out!

[krizariel]

Old stuff ~

Made this one long ass ago for @chibinightowl based on her Sir Timothy Drake story. Not an specific scene in the series but say this is how I picture them after the end of the story.

Happy New Year!.... (yeah sorry just dusting my jaytim folders)

[coderedjaytimzine]

Writer Spotlight

And for our last spotlight of the month of April is @chibinightowl ! We're so happy to have them a part of the team for the zine and look forward to the work they create!

[cheetahleopard]

Thanks @ladytauria for the tag!

Rules: Post a picrew of yourself from here and then share your latest interests/hyperfixations:

(ft Clinton) (am currently growing out my hair)

- DC Tim Drake and Jason Todd and Kon-El

- IWTV

Tagging @gwendeeagain @opal-serpent @chibinightowl @bi-bats @themandylion @timstolejasonscorpseagain

[iphoenixrising]

Dick and Tim and Jay in some combination:

DickTim

Angst: I've already forgiven you, but I won't make the same mistake twice | Effect | Fallen (‘What if Dick didn’t catch Tim when he fell through the window’)| Get wrecked Dick! (HC) | Tim moves on angst | Subdue | Last Line game | Cold Reception (HCs): Too old to cry, Get Wrecked

Misc Ficlets: The night the Flying Graysons Died | Tarantula (HC) | Birthday, Dick & Tim & their parents (HC) NSFW: The Suit (for 400 followers!) & Worth the Wait | Soul Mark

Sentinel/Guide WIP

The Body Swap epic The Swap & The Fallout & The Follow-Up (for 300 followers!)

Time Travel: Links & One & Two

Detective!Dick AU: Red Hood!Tim au (for my babe poison-basil) & art! | Civillian!Tim au

Dom!Dick/sub!Tim AU: One &|Sub!Tim SFW? &|Continuation?|Part II on Ao3|Part III|Sub!Tim Omake: Superbats | Ask | and another | Bruce initially struggling |Sub!Tim WIP challenge post | Mostly NSFW WIPs

DickTim Week 2021 On Ao3 | Day 1: Creature!Dick | Rambling about what happened after Creature!Dick | Day 2: Sad Time Loop, watch your feels | Day 3: AOB and BDSM with Alpha!Tim and Omega!Dick | Day 4: Dark!Dick and Vampire!Tim. Warnings for captivity, torture, blood-letting, and missing Bruce | Day 5: Winged Talon!Tim au. Warnings for violence, brainwashing, and injuries. | Day 6: Truth and Mutual Pining

DickTimJay

SFW: DickJay travel thru time for Tim | & creepy Ra's | DickJay came for Tim | Boneless | "Don't!" | Tim being Tim | Childhood (for 200 followers!) | Jason's Shirts (HC) | Boyfriends to the rescue! | memory loss ask |Missing memory, more ideas | Soul Mark AU: One & Two Soulmate au Epilogue for 800 Followers! (NSFW) & Art!!! | Strip Tease The First Ask And the continuation | Headcanons: Bond & Incomplete

NSFW: Whole Lotta Nice (HC) | Stuck in a Wall | Food kink | Birthday | Christening (for 600 Followers!) | Need: One & Two | Art & Art: AO3 | Counter: One & Two | Venom!Jay: HC & Ficlet

Mer!Dick, Mer!Jay: Logistics | One & Two (in which I like it better if they speak Mer language and they can’t understand each other; minor breeding kink) & Thirst & Future

Fic Rec: On the Clock by chibinightowl

JayTim

Misc: “For this,” he cracks his neck a little, “call me Robin instead.” | Tim waking up from a nightmare about Jay killing him| 700; JayTim vs NHFDB | Thinking | I Choose You | Knife kink | Pit Rage (HC)

Bottom Jason Todd Week: Cam Boy Jason, JayTim | Bottom Jason Todd Week: Willing impregnation | Jay's birthday NSFW

De-Aged Jay (based on fanart): Ficlet | HC

Night Call (Stripper!AU; NSFW): One & Two & Three

Praise Kink (NSFW): Ficlet | PodFic (& my take on a Gotham Accent) | Heart-to-Motherfucking fist

Robinpile Praise Kink idea | The initial ask | Chip’s art | A snippet of the idea

Bad Idea: (Space Salvagers AU): Ficlet & HC

Fic Recs: Are you Trying to Kill Me? by chibinightowl

DamiTimNight Sky: One & DickJayTim (HC) & "Gotham and Explosions" (for 100 followers!) & "Poke" & Two & Three & Finale

Tim-centric:

Tim (art rec)

Caroline: TimKon | DickTimJay & NSFW drab based of @curdleddoodle's amazing art

Misc Tim HCs: Ra'sTim: Bard | Marshall | Concussions & 90s | Brain | Plans | Fighting | Birthday | Family | Religion | Security & Steph | Steph or Tam | Why I Like Him Tim's hair: One & Two & Hair-pulling kink & His Weakness Tim's scars: One & Two & Three Supervillain Tim Drake:Supervillain Tim Drake | All the Titans as supervillains

[nykyrianne]

I made this!

@chibinightowl encouraged me long, long ago to actually write. And I finally was not tired enough to sleep but apparently exhausted enough to write this little thing AND think it was funny. It's less than 1000 words which irritates me to no end. I'm extremely proud of it as it's my first fanfic in decades. And I haven't deleted it off the face of the earth yet, so it deserves to be talked about!

Yes, the title is in reference to Cowboy Bebop because I am a fandom old.

Mushroom Hunting

by me

He could do this. It was just stairs. Stairs to his apartment. Item number one. He was so tired.

Step.

One foot in front of the other. Inhale. No, he can't. Collapsing on the stairs would be unbecoming.

Step.

Step again.

Rinse. Repeat. Forever. He could do this. Exhale.

Step.

Stupid stairs. Stupid apartment.

Step.

How many stairs does a place need to have, anyway? Surely this is too many. Dick looked longingly at the landing. Maybe he could rest. The carpeting was stained and worn. Rats. Were there rats on this landing? Better not chance it.

Step.

He used the handrail to haul himself up another step. Around the corner. Too tight a corner. His hip hit the handrail and he glared. It was put there specifically to trip him up. He just knew it. He was going to make sure the new apartment didn’t have handrails. Yeah. That would show them.

Step.

His sneaker toe brushed the edge of the next step, exerting no more effort than he had to, and slid into the riser. He was pretty sure he was going to die before he got to his apartment.

Step.

Sleep forever. Sleep would be so good right now. He smiled and thought about curling up on the floor of his apartment in front of the door. He would be safe.

Step.

He could close the door and curl up right there against the door. Of course, if there was a fire, they wouldn’t be able to get the door open if he was sleeping in front of it. It would suck to die by fire when everything else Gotham had thrown at him had missed.

Step.

Jason would laugh at him. He missed Jason. He missed sleep. A yawn split his face and he blinked until the stairs came back in focus.

Step.

Just a little further. Warm comfy, safe, apartment floor. No. Fire on the floor. Bed. But couch?.

Step.

Keep going. Stairs will also not be the death of you. They’re just stairs. So many steps to get where he wanted to be.

Step… and stumbled forward as he belatedly realized he’d found the top of the stairwell. He braced himself against the left wall and used it as a guide down to his door. Good. Turn the knob, achieve his objective.

Locked.

He softly knocked his head against the doorway and thought really hard about just crying right here. Deep breaths. The goal was in sight.

What’s the next step? Locked door needs… key. Right. Hand strayed to pant pocket, fumbled through random flotsam and jetsam… chuffs a soft laugh. The Little Mermaid. I bet she gets to sleep. How did she sleep? On the ocean floor? On a cave ceiling?

Key! Oh, the key has been found. Key, doorknob, open. Apartment sweet apartment. Safety.

Key in hand and fumbled. Exhausted fingers. Stupid, tired, busted up fingers. He scowls at the key. What would he have done if this was grated flooring? He despairs as his numb mind sees the key slip through the grate out of his sight a floor or so below. He shakes himself from the vision. New items added to list. Bend, grab key, doorknob… oh, knees creak. That’s fun. On the way down and on the way up too. Awesome. He’ll have to stretch out or he’ll get stiff. Add another thing to the list. At the bottom. Least important right now.

Key gets fumbled into lock, door opens.

Achievement unlocked; final boss defeated.

Lights slowly brighten, heat kicks on, and Dick shivers suddenly freezing. Temperature had been so far down the list of things for him to worry about he’d forgotten how cold the night had turned. Having achieved his goal, he has just enough energy to toe off his shoes and shuffle them aside in some semblance of order. A trail of clothing is left along the floor as Dick sheds the last of his trials.

He’s freezing again. And it’s suddenly too much. His palms push into his eyes sockets as he takes a steadying breath. Sorts out his next move. Sofa. Big fluffy blanket. Comfy sofa, warmth. But pants. If he has to leave quickly; please, please, just let him rest, he won’t want to stop and find a pair of pants before he has to go. His jump bag is right next to his shoes. Well, close to his shoes, he remembers putting them there. Oh yeah. Pants. Decisions, decisions.

In his mind he runs through scenarios where he might need pants. He sees his siblings’ horror, has a whole scene where Steph climbs through the window and then mimes stabbing out her eyes as she yells about his nakedness. In his own apartment. She can’t do that. His brain now fully working up worst case scenarios, see’s Batman climb in behind Stephanie…

Stop. Here there be dragons. Nope. He does not want to think about that. Full stop.

He takes another fortifying breath. He’s a sensible man, he thinks anyway, as he stands in his underwear in the middle of his apartment with his hands over his eyes and he CAN go find some damn pants. Then bed. Better than couch, he agrees. With himself. He twists around the couch to grab the fluffy blanket and before the absolute last of his resolve drains away, goes to find pants. Dragging the blanket behind.

Pants. Bed. Fluffy blanket. Cover Sleep

All comfy and burrito’d sufficiently, he closes his eyes.

And needs to pee.

[chibinightowl]

I feel like I'm crawling out from under a rock! It's been a journey but I'm participating in @coderedjaytimzine . Hope you all enjoy this sneak peek of Dr. Jason Todd and his troublesome patient, Redwing!

[lionsaint]

@itookyoudown tagged me (Thanks, Justie), so here we go!

LAST SONG:

Fallout by UNSECRET & Neoni

CURRENTLY WATCHING:

I’m currently on season 10 of Shameless (US) and waiting for the new episode of Dungeon Meshi to come out.

THREE SHIPS:

Just any three ships? Well. I’ll give you my Top 3 ships according to my Ao3 bookmarks. (It's very accurate for the current situation, but I didn't start bookmarking stuff properly until a few years ago.)

BobaDin (Boba Fett/Din Djarin)

DinCobb (Din Djarin/Cobb Vanth)

Givenson (Raylan Givens/Tim Gutterson)

I’ve only had Givenson for half a year and they’re already way up there, ahead of CodyWan D:

FAVORITE COLOR(S):

green, green and also blue

CURRENTLY READING:

fanfics. mostly just re-reading, too.

CURRENTLY CONSUMING:

nothing. This reminds me that I just drink something (It’s gonna be coffee).

FIRST SHIP:

Some manga ship from over 20 years ago that I don’t remember, which is probably for the best.

PLACE OF BIRTH:

Germany

CURRENT LOCATION:

Also Germany

RELATIONSHIP STATUS:

Married! To my lovely wife, whom I love very much. <3<3<3

LAST MOVIE:

I don’t remember D: It might have been when I re-watched The Martian

CURRENTLY WORKING ON:

Utterly self-indulgent BobaCobb fic that I will hopefully work on after I post this! Fingers crossed!

And now for the tags (feel free to ignore this)

@shadowandrhyme @dowhatyoudream @michameinmicha @looksclear @frostbitebakery @fettupwithyou @chibinightowl @themandylion @vellaphoria @vvitchering

Oop. There's a few people there.

[kieran-granola]

"I can be at peace when I'm with you."

Part 1 of a holiday gift set for the lovely @themandylion and @chibinightowl, commissioned from @zappedbysnow! Thank you, ladies, for another fantastic year of JayTim shenanigans. You're the best!

[riderofspades]

WIP TAG GAME

Tagged by @meggie-jolly

RULES: In a new post, show the last line of something you wrote or drew and tag however many people you like.

Not the last thing I drew, because I can't show NSFW stuff on tumblr, but here, have a present I was working on for a friend:

Tagging @difeisheng @szfiction @godotismissingx @ladytauria @krizariel @chibinightowl @momosandlemonsoda 'cos I'm curious about what you guys are working on, but no pressure if you don't want to or can't answer this.

[krizariel]

Full comic: https://poipiku.com/6595182/9680531.html Based on @chibinightowl 's It's Not Exactly Twister

[themandylion]

Last line challenge

I was tagged by @generatorcat! :D

I was last futzing about with with a ghostfic sequel thing:

As much as Jason wishes Tim was still alive, he's selfish enough that he wouldn't be willing to give up their friendship in exchange for Tim's life.

Tagging: @strawberryjei, @vellaphoria, @chibinightowl, @kieran-granola, @glaciya (I'm sure some of you have already been tagged since I think I'm on the tail end of this one) and anyone else who would like to participate!