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melodyatlas · 3 months ago

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Hello, in honor of your JayTimRoy post, I bring you the idea of Jason and Tim interacting like two feral cats in the same space, constantly sniping at each other or getting in each other's way, stealing each other's stuff (clothes) and cases, pranks that are deeply concerning to everyone involved (Jason shooting in Tim's direction with real bullets and shooting him with rubber ones and Tim hacking Jason's helmet and making it 'lightly' tazer him sometimes), stalking each other and regularly complaining about each other, just clinically incapable of leaving each other the fuck alone.

With Roy in the middle, able to interact with both of them completely normally. Tim is a weird kid, sure, but he's brilliant and good with tech and planning and contingencies, and if Roy calls him up for help on something Tim is there for him no questions asked. He's also weirdly sweet, like yeah he's a stalker but he uses it to send Roy his favorite foods and drinks when he's feeling down, or keeps an eye on Lian for Roy and sends him initially creepy but reassuring updates about where she is at all hours of the day.

(Tim DOES understand boundaries, honestly, and he doesn't literally watch Lian 24/7, but if she's at school or daycare or with someone else, Tim usually has eyes on her just in case. There's probably been a few kidnapping attempts that barely got off the ground before Roy or Jason were notified, or Tim just showed up himself if they weren't close enough.)

Jason is Roy's best friend and yeah he's rough around the edges and has his issues, but he's loyal to a fault and deeply protective. Like he'll bitch about Roy being an idiot and getting into trouble but always while he's patching him up and making him food and tucking him into bed and forcing him to rest and recover.

So Roy can see that Jason and Tim's animosity and weirdness for each other does not come from hate or dislike but from a deep feral NEED for each other, they are just completely incapable of being normal about each other. He can ALSO see that they are both completely unaware of it in themselves, like completely blind to the fact that for all their hissing and spitting and fucking with each other, they have every opportunity to just... NOT interact much, they COULD just leave each other alone, but even suggesting that makes them both glitch out because what? Leave each other alone?? Impossible.

And much as Roy would like them to figure it out themselves (and maybe chill, a little bit) he likes them both, they both like him, and he would like for the three of them to have a movie night in or go out to dinner together or go to the park with Lian sometimes without the two of them starting to bite each other.

And for as smart as Roy is and as good at planning as he is, he leans more towards Jason's "apply molotov cocktail to problem" brand of planning over Tim's "4D psychological chess with seventeen built-in contingencies" brand of planning (which to him is all the more reason Tim should join Team Red, because honestly they could use that level of planning and consideration for their missions. you can only throw so many molotovs at a problem before your problem is 'too much fire' at which point the molotov does NOT help)

So Roy invites Tim over ostensibly to help him design new weapons, confirms Tim is interested, and then bends him over the work table (once the explosives are cleared off) and fucks him nice and relaxed and stupid, then cleans him up just enough before depositing him on the couch and calling Jason home. When Jason comes home and sees Tim, naked except for one of HIS hoodies with clear bite marks on one side of his neck, and Roy wearing some loose sweatpants and no shirt, his brain glitches out long enough for Roy to say "he's still pretty relaxed from when I fucked him, you wanna take round two or can I go again?"

(He MAYBE could have introduced the idea a little more delicately, and admittedly he DID have to chaperone their first few times to smooth out the misunderstandings (things like Tim wants/needs to be held down and made to submit a little and Jason is terrified of pushing past someone's boundaries but also needs to bite Tim, hold down and SHAKE), but it all worked out in the end. He gets them to chill out enough that they can go on normal dates, and on movie nights Roy gets Jason as the perfect body pillow and Tim as the perfect weighted blanket and it rules.)

Roy is living his best life with his two feral boyfriends and really only has to hide from Batman that he's fucking two of his proteges since the rest of the Bat colony are basically like "fucking THANK YOU jesus CHRIST", because Jason and Tim are still unhinged about each other but at least they're AFFECTIONATELY unhinged now instead of constantly toeing the line of actively trying to kill each other. They work on cases together, Jason practically shoves Tim into his own (and Roy's) clothes, Tim steals Jason's tech (and Roy's) to upgrade it, they still bite and obsessively stalk each other (and Roy) but it makes them both feel reassured and loved.

aaaaaaaahh i have been thinking about this ask All Day, now that i'm finally at my computer i can respond with the time that it deserves 😂

you're so right, this is the exact dynamic they exude in spades. if someone didn't know them, its easy to assume that Jason and Tim do, in fact, hate each other, but Roy /does/ know Jason, and he's gotten to know Tim pretty well too from how much time he's been spending around them. so /Roy/ knows that they don't hate each other- if they hated each other, then Jason wouldn't miss when he shot at Tim, and he sure as hell wouldn't let Tim spend so much time in their safe houses, let alone the apartment Jason and Roy unofficially share in their off-time.

and if Tim truly hated Jason then he wouldn't bother with all the effort he puts in to work cases together, and he wouldn't spend so much time working to repair Jason's bonds with the other Bats. he probably still would rig up Jason's helmet to give him the occasional jolt or alter the voice modulator to make Jason sound like he just inhaled helium- just to be a little shit. but he definitely wouldn't make it so easy for Jason to fix.

Roy just gets so tired of getting caught in the middle of all of their little tiffs though, he's had to stop himself from just pointing out that Jason trying to strip Tim in the middle of their apartment because Tim stole his t-shirt isn't really "mortal enemies" behavior and clearly Jason just wants to see Tim naked. but /god/ did Roy want to point it out. especially when it happened more than once. Tim clearly doesn't realize the attraction either, because he never lets Jason catch him when they fight like that- always rushing from the apartment when Jason gets too close to pinning him. it's /probably/ a good thing, because Roy isn't sure Jason is at the point where he would know what to do once he actually catches Tim and takes the shirt off.

Roy wants to find out- wants to see Jason finally pin Tim down and strip him of all his stolen clothes and see what Jason decides to do with the bare Robin beneath him- but it hasn't happened and the longer it goes on the less patience Roy has with them.

Roy /likes/ Tim, /likes/ Jason, /likes/ seeing how they treat each other when they aren't exchanging blows (and sometimes when they are- but goddamn theres a limit to what he can take). he likes how Tim has inserted himself into their lives. Tim just /fits/ with them in ways that Roy wouldn't have guessed before he saw it himself. the way the little stalker genius helps them upgrade their equipment, the way he brainstorms with Roy about his projects, how he brainstorms with /Jason/ over cases, the way he plays with Lian is terribly heartwarming. he's stopped two kidnapping attempts with his stupid stalker tendencies, and after stopping the second one himself, Roy added Tim to the list of emergency contacts at Lian's school. he picks her up sometimes at /her/ request- and damn if that wasn't a blow the first time it happened. but Lian says Tim is funny and that he's better at coloring than Roy is.

so yeah, Roy wants Tim to stay in their lives, and he wants it to be in a calmer manner than currently because of this imagined beef with Jason due to them just being so infuriatingly obsessed with each other.

when Roy's patience finally runs out he decides to do something about it. invites Tim over under the guise of wanting a second pair of eyes on his latest weapons design project. the way Tim gives all of his focus to the project, clearly stating what he thinks should be changed and improved- it's cute how into it he is. there's something about the focus of a little genius like that- even when he's kind of dissing some of the work that Roy (who is also a genius) already put into it. Roy finds it funnier than anything else.

they finish the weapons talks and while Roy is cleaning up the work table he casually strips off his sweaty work shirt, using it to wipe his face and carefully checking Tim's line of sight and expression. bingo. Tim has a good poker face, but he's not hiding his gaze at all, eyes glued to newly exposed spanse of Roy's skin. so Roy tests his luck, shoots Tim his most charming smile, and takes him by the hips to draw him in. there's the barest moment of hesitation before Roy brushes their lips together and Tim melts into the contact.

it heats up quickly from there- a blur of touching and kissing and stripping each other until Tim is bare and bent over the work table, cheeks spread around Roy's length as he buries himself into the little bird. Roy digs his teeth into Tim's neck, sucking and biting and purposefully leaving marks because he /needs/ Jason to see the evidence later.

Tim thrusts back into his hold, meeting him thrust for thrust, until Roy makes his way up to mutter filthy words into Tim's ear, telling him how good he looks, how good he's taking it- how good it'll look to see him take Jason later and Tim /loses/ it when Jason is brought up. his noises had been soft- held back- but at just the idea of getting railed by Jason, Tim's voice ratchets up in volume and he somehow melts even further against the table, whining and rutting unevenly.

it doesn't last much longer, both of them having been building up to this for so long. and the idea of getting to go again when Jason gets home urges them on even faster. so they finish up and Roy gets Tim all cleaned up, handing over Jason's hoodie for him to wear instead of the clothes he came in with.

Roy is a little worried he broke Jason when he freezes at Roy's invitation to fuck Tim, but the animalistic noise Jason lets out when he finally moves make him realize this was probably best case scenario. it /is/ hard for Jason and Tim at first, going from having been in such denial for so long to finally having each other is a shock. and with Jason being a little scared of how roughly he wants to treat Tim- of not wanting to push /too/ far but wanting So Much from him. and with Tim not being able to just /say/ that he not only /wants/ the rough treatment from Jason, but really /needs/ it, makes it even harder on them. Roy personally thinks how lucky they are to have him there to smooth out the bumps as they start out, but then that makes him think about how lucky he is to have them in his life just the same.

he didn't expect Dick to practically /thank/ him when they finally talked after Dick found out he's been screwing both of them, but the relieved way he talks about how much easier theyve been to work with makes it easy for Roy to read between the lines.

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melodyatlas · 1 month ago

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FINALLY RESPONDING TO THIS!!! sorry it took so long lmao @chiyana thank you for the prompt (and thank you @redhoodinternaldialectical for the bonus song rec!)

this actually reminded me of this other ask i got a lil bit ago and this takes place in that 'verse (or a branch of that verse rly) and definitely makes more sense when you read that first

this spiraled out of control and is 2.5k so lets get into it

Tim doesn't really get why he's been labeled as the stalker of the family. Out of all the Bats- why just him? Bruce stalks people. Jason stalks people. Hell- Jason stalked Tim before Tim ever stalked him back!

Sure, Tim might've stalked Dick a little back before Tim was even Robin- but that was for the greater good! That was so he could convince him to pick the mantle back up. He really didn't stalk /that/ much after the fact. Unless it was for a case.

Well... Until his crush on Jason got a little out of hand.

Jason is just... so interesting. He came back from the dead with a vengeance and took a lot of his anger on Bruce out on Tim but still came out of it telling Tim that he was strong. It's not like they were /friends/ really, but there was an unspoken respect held between them. And over the years, as Jason and Bruce reached a tentative truce, Tim and Jason started to work together more and more.

Tim's respect for Jason held true through their joint cases, and then came the /feelings/.

So, yeah, okay- when Tim's feelings started to get a little out of hand he needed to let off some steam to keep from confessing. It's not even that he thinks confessing would go badly, per say, it's just that he doesn't want to complicate their already complicated relationship.

Tim followed Jason around a little- broke into his apartment occasionally- never taking or moving anything- just... checking in on things. Basking in Jason's private life a little bit.

Tim isn't sure when things started to escalate; he doesn't know exactly when following Jason for an hour stretched into following him for a night, or when breaking in to his apartment just to be in Jason's space shifted into Tim taking his food and then his clothes. But it did escalate.

And those clothes made their way back to Tim's apartment with him. Made their way into Tim's pajamas rotation. There's just something so comforting about being swallowed up in Jason's too-big shirt. About smelling him on Tim's skin.

It was natural then, that Tim began to touch himself when surrounded by such comfort. That Tim bought a big red dildo to work into himself and pretend Jason was there with him.

So when he found out Jason actually saw him like that?

When he left his room to grab a water after getting off wrapped in Jason's clothes, moaning Jason's name into one hand while he filled himself with the dildo with the other- only to find a perfectly placed protein bar just laying on the floor right outside his bedroom door?

He didn't end up getting his water- he just turned right back around into his bedroom and pulled his toy back out faster than he ever had before.

The idea of Jason watching him- well, Tim didn't last long. He was still wet enough the silicone cock slid right inside him without issue, and just a minute with his hand on his clit had him crying out, loudly, before bringing a hand up to cover his mouth again and muffle the embarrassing noise.

Coming down from that high is when Tim decided the stalking was a /great/ idea, actually, and he might have to up his game on it.

There’s a definite shift after that; Tim is quick to realize that Jason has taken to stalking him again- just like he did all those years ago in preparation for beating Tim's ass into the ground. Tim is hoping for a different reaction this time- though hopefully just as physical.

So the game is on. Tim keeps stalking Jason, keeps breaking into his apartment and taking his things. And Jason stalks Tim right back, leaving him little tells whenever he's watched Tim get off in his stolen apparel. It's frustrating that Tim hasn't been able to catch Jason in the act. But, it's equally as thrilling. It heightens every masturbation session- makes Tim wonder if Jason is watching him each time- makes him perform as if he is.

There's also the thrill that while Jason obviously knows that Tim's been breaking into his place- he still has yet to catch Tim in the act. So Tim decides to up his game.

He has the time to play around in Jason's apartment tonight- the older man off with Roy on some gun runner case. So he strips down and pulls a discarded shirt off the top of Jason's dresser. There's something about inhaling Jason's scent this way, so he takes a moment just to hold the shirt up to his face before slowly making his way over to Jason's bed. The shirt gets slipped easily over his head and down his chest before he lays back in the tangled mess of Jason's sheet and threadbare blanket.

Tim didn't bring any toys for this and he's searched Jason's place enough to know that he doesn't have anything more than condoms and lube. But that's no matter. He has another way of letting Jason know exactly what he's up to tonight whenever he makes it home.

Tim lifts his head to slip the pillow out from between him and the mattress, moving it down between his legs instead. He's already wet, has been on the verge of arousal since he stepped one foot onto Jason's carpet from his entrance through the living room window, but it's only gotten more apparent as he slipped through the silent apartment.

Thoughts of Jason fill his mind, Jason's scent surrounding him in the bed, thoughts of Jason watching him while he touched and fucked himself in is own apartment, Jason seeing those intimate, hidden parts of Tim and keeping them to himself- Tim plants his feet on the mattress and pushes up against the pillow held in place with one hand, the other reaching up against the mattress for more leverage.

He wants to soak Jason's pillow with his scent, wants Jason to come home and /know/ Tim was here, but not know what Tim had done until he lays down for the night- wants Jason to smell him there and want him as badly as Tim wants him- wishes Jason wouldn't immediately find any sort of surveillance Tim could leave because he wants to watch Jason touch himself to the smell of Tim's arousal in his bed.

He wants, wants, wants.

And it's not enough.

The angle isn't enough, the pressure isn't enough; he can't rut into the pillow the way he wants like this- even if the position is perfect for how he wants /Jason/ to rut into /him/.

So he flips over, rolling to his belly and getting his knees up under him. It scrunches up the pillow in such a way that adds more pressure, and gives him more leverage to hump down onto it, it also frees up one of his hands to go to his clit, rubbing in rough, tight, little circles to add the stimulus he really needs to clench down around nothing, slick slipping down and getting rubbed into the pillow.

/Yes, yes, yes/. /This/ is what he wanted.

Tim pants into Jason's mattress, idly noting that he's getting a little bit of drool smeared into Jason's sheets while he's at it. Just another way to show Jason what he missed out on tonight.

It doesn't take long for him to come after that.

His knees are shaking a little as he reaches down to shift the angle of the pillow, turning it so he can rub more of his slick onto the dry side. He's not done yet- Jason should be gone for hours still, so Tim has time to really soak the material all the way through, and that's his plan for the night.

It's during the come down from his second orgasm from the night that Tim startles at the presence of another person in the apartment. He's a little embarrassed to admit, even in his own thoughts, that he didn't realize he was no longer alone until far, /far/ too late. It's not until the other person is literally on the bed with him that he realizes- but, to be fair to him, he was a little consumed by his current task.

At least he immediately registers the newcomer as /Jason/ the moment the older man is kneeling behind him and grabbing him by the hips he still has raised in the air to make space for the pillow pressed tightly between his thighs.

“/Fuck/, Tim- my bed? My pillow? You couldn't keep your hands to yourself outside of your own apartment? Had to get your slutty little hole all over my stuff-” he presses his bare erection up against Tim's backside, rubbing it teasingly along Tim's ass while the pillow still blocks where they both really want it. It vaguely occurs to Tim that for Jason to be bare like that, he had to have been in the apartment long enough to strip and it should be concerning that Tim was that unaware for however long that was- but right now he's really more concerned with getting Jason inside him now that that seems to be a real option.

“Wanted- ah- wanted you to smell me- come home and know I was here-”

That earns him a smack on his right ass cheek, prompting a little moan as he presses back into the contact as Jason smooths his hand over the mark.

“I always know when you've been here, you little stalker.” Jason punctuates his sentence by dragging his cock even slower along Tim's skin, and Tim can't help it, he's so worked up, he's two orgasms in but just the idea of a third one at Jason's hands has him scrambling to push the pillow out from between his legs.

Jason, however, has other ideas. He shifts his knees to the outside of either of Tim's shoving them closer together and effectively trapping the pillow where it's at. He grabs each of Tim's wrists and pins them to the bed on either side of Tim's head, leaving himself draped over Tim's back, his chest pressing hot and heavy against him.

It's not as if Tim couldn't throw him off if he really wanted to- he knows 3 different moves off the top of his head that could counter the weight and get him out of Jason's grip- but underneath Jason is /exactly/ where he wants to be right now. The heady feeling of willingly submitting to the /Red Hood/ like this when he /knows/ he has the power to get away has him arching more up into the contact, rather than trying to twist out of it.

“/Fine/- I wanted to leave you something-”

Jason bites at Tim's ear, tugging a little at the lobe before leaning down a little further to lick up his neck, “Leave me a ruined pillowcase and an erection with nowhere to put it.”

The tease of Jason's cock against his skin punctuates the sentence better than anything else could. But Tim wouldn’t be Tim if he wasn’t such a smart-mouth.

“But you’re home early- so you /do/ have somewhere to put it.” He rubs back against Jason as best he can under his weight. He knows it has the desired effect when Jason practically growls into his neck, biting at the sensitive skin there.

His teeth feel sharper than any of Tim’s ex’s. Tim can’t be bothered to wonder ‘why’ at this point though- he’s still too fixated on finally getting what both he and Jason have been dancing around for months now. They’ve played their games- and he’s sure they’ll keep playing after this- but for now? For this moment? He can’t play anymore. He can’t wait anymore.

But apparently Jason can.

He holds Tim perfectly in place, and just continues to rub down against him. “Gotta give me a better invitation than that if you want it that bad, Red.”

Tim wants to roll his eyes, but something tells him that Jason would notice and would make this whole thing even more difficult for him. “Is wearing only your shirt, in your bed, getting off against your pillow not enough of an invitation for you? I know you’re not stupid, Jason- no matter what some people might try and say about you.”

Jason snorts against Tim’s neck before nosing up to press a surprisingly soft kiss against his cheek. It’s funny how /that/, out of everything, is what gets Tim to properly blush. His heart stutters a moment- if he was more of a romantic he might even say it actually skipped a beat- but that’s more Jason’s shtick than Tim’s.

The heat in Tim’s face doesn’t seem to go unnoticed by Jason, who takes the time to kiss him so sweetly again, this time ever so close to his lips. It makes Tim turn his head to try and lean into a full kiss without even meaning to.

Jason doesn’t seem to be finished teasing him yet, though, and pulls back before Tim can make contact himself.

“You think I’m smart, huh? Perfect Mister Smarty Pants himself praising my intellect? Maybe I /should/ reward you, after all, huh?”

The little hissed out ‘yes’ is practically involuntary as it falls from Tim’s lips, but it does have Jason rutting down a little more intensely, his rhythm stuttering as he reaches down. And for one blissful moment Tim thinks that he’s reaching down to move the pillow out of the way- but no- no. Jason is reaching down to give Tim’s ass another little smack, his voice mean and pretty as he speaks into Tim’s ear again.

“Or maybe I should punish you for being such a tease- always coming in here to steal my shit- using my clothes to get yourself off but never once trying to get me off-”

“I- How was I supposed to get you off when you never showed yourself?” Tim does try to twist in Jason’s grip then- suddenly sure that Jason isn’t teasing, that Jason isn’t going to fuck him even though they both clearly want it-

But Jason moves his grip to take both of Tim’s wrists into one of his hands, pressed hard into the mattress over Tim’s head. It shouldn’t be so hot that Jason can manhandle him so easy- that Jason’s one hand can fit both of Tim’s wrists in such an intense hold. But it is. And Tim can feel how much wetter the pillow between his legs is getting.

“I never showed myself? Tit for tat, little bird. You’re the one who started sneaking in first.”

‘Tit for tat.’ As if any of the Bats have ever been fair to one another.

But…

But Tim is sure that even if Jason won’t fuck him tonight, he’ll still get him off.

Probably.

And then Tim can go home and regroup and think up a plan to make sure Jason fucks him next time.

Yeah. He’ll get him next time for sure.

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