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[snowangeldotmp3]

want to write but idk if i should stick with something simple and grounded (nancy grief or robin angst) or go buckwild into au land

[scoups4lyfe]

Keiwa's smile is lethal

If he says world peace I'm losing my sh*t

Did he write that on his fking card???

HE FKIN DID

[demonic0angel]

Classic bat gets bride sacrifice to the ghost king 'cept:

"Damn it, you guys couldn't have waited till tomorrow to get me?" Steph glared at Tim, Bruce, and Constantine.

"You wanted us to wait on rescuing y-"

"Rescue! That wasn't a rescue! That was interrupting my date!"

"You were on a date with the ghost king."

"Wha-no. I was with Wes. The royal chancellor. He'd finally asked me out on a date, and then you happened."

Constantine stared at her. "... so you're saying that you've been on a date with... a royal chancellor… this whole time."

Red Robin, meanwhile, slowly and carefully reached into his pocket to get a tranquilizer as if he thought she was crazy.

Stephanie sighed and stood up from where they had dropped her on the ground. She dusted herself off and huffed. "No! Wes is the Ghost King's royal chancellor! I asked him out some days ago and this is our first date.”

Constantine pinched the bridge of his nose. Batman said, “So you’ve been dating a being from another dimension this entire time and didn’t tell anyone?”

“I only just found out that he was from another dimension. He’s been a great boyfriend so far.” At this, Stephanie looked at Red Robin with narrowed eyes, who sighed and relented to her scrutiny. “He didn’t tell me, but he didn’t even ask me anything suspicious either. He’s literally fine! Where did you guys put him?”

She scowled and put her hands on her hips. Batman and Constantine shut their mouths stubbornly, so it was only Red Robin who pointed down the hallway and said, “Constantine banished him back to his home world.”

Stephanie gave a frustrated scream. “Ugh! You’re all the worst! B! RR! You owe me for this!”

She pushed away both Constantine and Batman who tried to stop her, and Red Robin silently slid in place beside her, also leading her there as they both dodged the attempts of the two other adults to stop them.

They were in an abandoned building that Stephanie had picked for their first date to have a picnic, but now it was ruined. Why couldn’t the heroes in her life just mind their business for a day?? Stephanie pushed open the doors to where Wes was last and marched inside.

The ritual circle was still on the floor and Stephanie sneered before she asked, “How do I reverse it?”

“We’re not going to let you do that, you twit,” Constantine said as he and Batman followed them inside of the room.

Stephanie scowled again. “Watch me.” She looked back at the ritual circle and then thought to herself. After a moment, she began chanting softly, outwardly looking confident but inwardly sweating bricks. She was sure that Zatanna used backwards speak to do her magic, so theoretically, if she could say the incantation that Constantine used to banish him and reverse it then….

It could work?

Constantine gasped. “How does she know the incantation to summon him back?”

Score!

The ritual circle began to glow green and the building shook. The circle then began to turn dark and mist poured out, green swirls appearing within the circle.

Stephanie grinned as she continued, ducking underneath a batarang that Batman tossed at her before she finished the chant and her boyfriend was thrown out of the portal and at her feet. Wes groaned but got up with a glare at Constantine and Batman.

“Did you just fucking deport me?! On my date?! Do you know the blackmail material I had to give away to his Majesty to get back here?! Don’t think that just because you’re from another dimension that I won’t summon the King here and teach you a lesson!”

Wes tore into them and as Batman glared at Stephanie from where he was standing and being lectured, Red Robin leaned into her as she grinned broadly, loving how Wes was also defending her in the same breath as he was ripping at the two adult heroes.

“So I’m forgiven?” He whispered, reaching out a hand.

“You owe me ice cream, but you’re forgiven,” she said, shaking his hand firmly.

[yuikira]

Kinich's birthday special!

ugh yall dont get it how much I love him. literally wrote this in between val matches😭🙏

warnings: nsfw, dirty talk, sex

"focus, i said focus baby"

"l-like i ca- uuuughh please ichi"

"hm? what's the matter?"

"this is!"

and it was. i mean, who could blame you really? he had you sat on his lap, teaching you how to play valorant just like he did. dont get him wrong, you're an excellent player, with diamond rank 1 last season, but "you can do better, yeah? lemme show you" those were his words. and now he has you sitting on his lap, his cock buried deeeep inside of you, one arm around your waist and one around your own palm resting on the mouse.

and fuck did he love it when you scored a kill? he'd thrust upwards, gently digging his fingers into your waist, that gets all the more better when you score an ace. it drove you to do more, to preform better, to get the reward you deserve, but also to go insane, to just toss away all your setup and bounce on his lap until you both can't help but moan shamelessly into each other's ears. he was such a menace, but you also loved this side of him.

"there you go, wasn't that hard was it?" he remarked as he saw +35 rr on your screen, ranking up to platinum 3.

"we still have a long way to go tho, I'm not leaving this until we reach radiant"

"radiant?! that's so far away!"

"that's the fun you wanted, didn't you baby?"

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY beautiful, pretty, adorable, cute, exquisite, attractive, gorgeous, alluring, captivating, bewitching, appealing, charming, lovely, delectable, enchanting, glorious, magnificent, angelic, sexy, stunning, superb, aesthetic, flawless, splendid, glamourous, seductive, luscious, enchanting, exceptional, first class, beckoninf, beguiling, bonny, breathtaking, dashing, divine, dreamy, exceptional, hot, ineffable, jaunty, mesmerizing, ravishing, scrumptious, PERFECT husband💗💗💗 I love you so much.

[deadsetobsessions]

Your name is Tim Drake and you are nine years old.

Today, tomorrow, and soon, you're going to save Robin.

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Tim stares at his reflection on the sink tap. It trembles, along with the plane, as he contemplates his situation.

His face is rounder, now, with unfamiliar baby-fat rounding out the sharp lines he'd come to expect. Even with the subpar reflection, Tim can tell that his dark eyebags are all but gone, replaced with youthful skin.

Magic. He's being quite literal, seeing as he's been tossed into the body of his younger self at the hands of a crazed magician.

He could find a way back... or he could create a completely different timeline by fixing everything that went wrong. It's not like he has anything to go back to, anyways. That crazed magician was actually competent and killed everyone he ever cared about. Tim barely got away with his life. He could go back to save that shell of a world- surrounded by people whose minds were broken beyond magical and medical repair- or stay here, fix his own personal troubles and cut off the magician before he could start with his world domination bullshit.

Well, Tim already has an idea of what he wants. So he begins a list, after having oriented himself.

Save Robin

There's no point trying to convince Bruce that he knows where Jason's being held. So, Tim finds himself on a plane to Ethiopia a day before Jason's meant to die. This was long before Barbara even thought of being Oracle, and the tech is ancient in his hands. In short order, nine year old Tim has a trust fund with millions in it, all siphoned from billionaires like Lex Luthor and his own parents.

Tim toddles back to his seat, after washing his hands because he still can't shake the extra bit of paranoia that came with a missing spleen. Oh. Tim blinks guilelessly at his seat neighbor, smiling like Timothy Drake, Angel of a Son as he reels from the realization that he still has his spleen.

Tim adds another box to his list:

Keep Ra's away from my spleen, creepy bastard.

What else...? Ah, the League of Assassins.

Damian

Tim pauses. Holy crap. Damian's only six right now. Tim moves Damian's box upwards in urgency. Tim might have a mildly antagonistic relationship with his younger brother back then, but he wants baby pictures of his siblings, dammit. He's gonna put that photography expertise to good use if it's the last thing he does.

Watch over Z, Owens, Pru

'They're alive!' His mind screams. Cold rationality slaps the sentimentality down with a quick 'But they won't be if I fail.'

His mind wanders to Dick Grayson. He scowls as something pops up in the back of his head.

Catalina Flores

Contact Nightwing- in space

He's gotta call Dick back from that Teen Titans mission, Jason's gonna need all of the support he's going to get.

Find Cass

Train Steph

Save Duke's family from Venom

Tim taps at that last point. He'll save them. But that might mean Duke might never join their family.

But he'll be happy and Tim... will deal with it. He'll be the only one mourning, anyways. To end on a lighter note, he adds something that he should have done ages ago.

Give Tam a raise.

Tim sighs as he gets out of the airport, the hired escort he found and vetted, delivering him to a predetermined hotel. They think his parents are already inside. He laughs and does not say anything to make them think otherwise. He has so many things to do, Tim laments as he settles down to track the Joker's movements. Here. That's where Jason's being held. Being tortured.

He can, however, knock two things off his list in one go. Tim picks up the burner phone he acquired. He doesn't have time, or else he would have done this sooner and saved them all the trouble.

[RR: Are you in Ethiopia yet?]

[Deathstroke: Payment confirmed. In Ethiopia.]

[RR: Third building by the docks.]

An hour.

[Deathstroke: Confirmed. Target spotted.]

Ten minutes.

[Deathstroke: Target eliminated. Bringing Robin to Safehouse.]

Twenty minutes.

[Deathstroke: Basic first aid applied. Leaving.]

[RR: Secondary payment sent. Confirm?]

[Deathstroke: Confirmed. Pleasure doing business with you.]

Tim sprawls on the king bed. He sighs a breath of relief. He'd check on Jason in person, if he weren't paranoid about leaving traces that would get back to him. Tim's pretty sure that Deathstroke's going to get hunted down in the near future, regardless, so he made sure to add a huge tip on top of the extra fees for burning one of Deathstroke's safe houses and the emergency first aid. He taps into the rudimentary camera Deathstroke had given him the access codes to, to stare at Jason's rising and falling chest. On a further table, the Joker's head laid in a preservation box.

He bypasses all of the security on the Teen Titan's tech to send Dick a message.

[Robin has been retrieved from the Joker. Contact Batman for details.]

Then, he sends Bruce the location of the safe house. Tim spends the rest of the day staring at Jason and watching his father in another timeline break as he huddles close to the broken body of Tim's Robin.

Timothy Drake destroys the burner phone.

[seresinhangmanjake]

Mark of Luck

Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen x Atreides!reader

Summary: You give Feyd your mark of luck before he enters the arena. 

Words: 600

Notes/Warnings: Part of The Harkonnen’s Sweet Thing and The Harkonnen’s Claim, but I don’t think they have to be read to understand this. I doubt lipstick tubes are a thing in the Dune universe, but let’s pretend. Also, pregnancy. Fluff

Feyd Masterlist

“Open a little,” Feyd says as he lightly grasps your chin between his fingers. 

You part your lips the slightest as Feyd lines the tube of lipstick up with your mouth. The deep black shade slides smoothly across your bottom lip with the motion of his hand. Then he swipes the stick along your upper lip, dabbing here and there to ensure your mouth is richly coated. 

“There,” he says, satisfied. He caps the tube and tosses it on the bed behind you. “Beautiful.”

You smile, taking his hand so he can help you sit comfortably atop the mattress. Once you're seated, you place your hands at his waist and lean in to press a kiss to the scar your brother inflicted during their duel on Arrakis a handful of months ago.

On that day, you thought you'd lost the man you love, but he survived, and ever since, you've marked that line of raised skin on his abdomen with your kiss before he enters any battle. A reminder to you both that if he is strong enough to have cheated death, he is strong enough to defeat his opponents, no matter how many he faces. It's become a token of luck from you, and from your unborn son, that you like to believe is quite effective.

You draw back to examine the perfect imprint of your lips on his skin. 

“Will you come watch me today?” he asks as he tucks a few loose strands of your hair behind your ear. “Or is our son making you too nauseous for the arena?”

You run your hand over your swollen belly. “A bit nauseous, I'm afraid,” you sigh. You love your baby, but he has definitely put your body through it, and even with only two months left of your pregnancy, you still encounter symptoms the midwife said would pass after the first trimester.

Feyd leans down to kiss your forehead, then lower to meet your lips. “Maybe he's just eager to join us.”

You chuckle. “His incessant kicking would indicate so.” With your thumb, you wipe away all traces of the black hue from your husband's mouth. 

“Then rest,” he tells you. “And when I'm back we can have our bath, hmm?”

You grin at the thought. Another one of your rituals around his fights in the arena. When he returns to you, you always run enough warm water to fill the tub, settle in with him, and wash the blood of his victims from his body, which, more often than not, leads to other activities.

You nod. “Yes.”

“I love you,” he says, giving you one more long kiss. Then his hand joins yours on your stomach, eyes lighting up when your son’s little foot pushes against his palm. 

“I love you,” you repeat back to him. “We love you. So you better fight well for us, Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen.”

Feyd takes your hand and guides it to his heart. Ferocious beats thump against your palm, the steady rhythm reminding you so much of the strength and will of your baby. You can feel him through your shared bond as he grows within your body, and he is his father’s son—another Harkonnen to prove the resilience of this Great House. Just like your husband, your boy will be brave, he will be powerful, and he will have the same thirst for the fight.

Feyd’s thumb strokes over your knuckles as he says, “I always do.”

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tags: @avidreader73 @alwaysadreamingoptimist @lost-in-fiction-like-ur-mom @workof-a-rr-t

[idontcaboose]

Haunted car au part 9

Previous Masterpost

“O, please tell me someone is close by?” Red Robin hissed into his comm.

“Batman and Signal are on the way, 6 blocks out.”

“Neat, see if they can use the 109th st entrance, I will try to lead my goons that way.”

“Rerouting their gps, stay safe RR.”

Tim wasn't sure how to stay safe with a bullet wound in his leg, and a few grazes across his body. Part of the job he supposes. He wasn't sure which god or entity was enjoying his struggle, but he would not hesitate to smack them in the face with his bō. Tim took a small breather after losing his followers for a moment. His leg has a hole, his arms couldn't keep a strong grip on his grapple, not that it really mattered. A goon got an extremely lucky shot and destroyed the thing. So, grounded, with a barely functioning leg, and about 15 goons, and if the leaders of the group didn't flee already, then them too, looking for him. Not great odds. Oracle said Batman and Signal were on their way, and hopefully heading to the street closest to him that would work for some form of ambush.

“I'll go out a bit early, they won't be expecting it. Nah, they only set up to catch Signal, you know, the meta. The meta that can all but shadow step like a freaking d&d character. Such a great plan Tim.” Tim had started to mutter to himself as he attempted to tie on a better bandage to his leg than the slap dash one he did while on the move. He was just done securing it when a goon appeared.

“I found some blood over here!”

Tim almost screamed expletives on par with Jason or Duke, but he had some self preservation.

“ETA, hopefully it's NOW?!” Tim growled onto the comms.

“We are set up Red Robin, bring them through.” Tim could have cried in relief at Batman's voice, but he had some goons to lead.

Tim ran, not bothering to hide as he did. Luckily the goons did not think about surrounding the alley he was in, and they followed blindly into the bat's trap. He trusted that Bruce and Duke could handle the group, and limped to the Batmobile. It wasn't until Tim got to the driver's side passenger door did the universe have one last laugh at him.

“Well, well, we'll. Let's make a deal, little red bird.” Out of all the people to corner Tim, it had to have been the wannabe leader of the small time gang.

“Depends, is the deal you turn yourself in?” Tim automatically snarked.

“Nah, open the Batmobile, or I shoot you here.” The man sneered.

“Fine, fine.” Tim opened the driver's door and scooted away, his hands away from his sides.

“Good, keep backing up Red.”

Once Red Robin was far enough for the man, he turned and went to get into the car, only for the door to close on the man repeatedly. Tim could not help but just watch as the car kept smacking the guy until he managed to get into the seat. Unfortunately for the gang leader his hand was not fast enough and got slammed between the door and frame. Based on the crack and responding scream, the hand was very much broken. With a last open and close, the engine started, and the Batmobile drove straight into the group of goons and vigilantes.

Tim watched in morbid curiosity as Batman and Signal heard the car roaring towards them. Watched as they grappled upwards with just a small moment from them getting run over. Watched as 3 goons did not have time to move out of the way and got tossed onto the hood, only to slide off at the jerky stop of the car. It wasn't until Batman barked “Report.” over the comms did Tim snap out of his daze.

“The leader of the gang got into the Batmobile, and proceeded to try to run you guys over.” Tim slowly responded. “He held me at gunpoint and I couldn't move fast enough to do anything but let him. How did the failsafes fail at keeping him from driving?” Tim's voice petered out with the question.

The car door then slammed open and the leader fell out of the seat, and tried to scramble as far from the car as he could. It didn't take long for Batman to grab the man for questioning.

“Hey man, you good to move?” Tim startled when Duke appeared in front of him.

“Ya, ya. I have a GSW to my right calf, got grazed a few times in different places, possibly going into shock.” Tim dutifully reported.

“Got it, up and at ‘em.”

Duke carefully walked Tim to the Batmobile and settled him into the back seats, tightened the bandage on his leg, and put bandages on his other wounds. It wasn't until Duke went to go help Batman clean up and triage the remaining goons did he say something strange.

“Stay put, Red Robin. Keep him safe ok?” With the second request, Duke patted the driver's seat and left him alone in the car.

“What?”

Next

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[brucewaynehater101]

Saw the ask about rogues and civilians thinking Red Robin died while he's off on BruceQuest AND discovering he spent years undercover as a sex worker and thus band together to makes entire sections of the city impossible for other Bats to enter

Fuck, how does this affect Red Hood? From Jason's own personal thoughts on Tim and (how much does he learn?) to his reputation

Yeah when Tim's hero reputation is irreparably FUCKED before he does things himself and goes off on BruceQuest, all hell is breaking loose and now a good chunk of Gotham's people and rogues are . . .

As far as they know right after the kid got Smear Campaigned he fucking DIED

Wtf would they even do after that?

Dick-as-Batman is gonna have it horrifically, how are civilians and rogues gonna treat Damian as Robin? Will they try and kidnap Dami to try and save him from Jane Doe's fate?

What does any major character think of this? Individually or collectively?

How does this affect their relationships with each other? Oh God, Alfred; what about him?

During BruceQuest do rogues and civilians alike try to reach out to the third Robin's associates to see if they need help themselves like Cassie

Joker???? What about him and if this is a timeline where Tim was earlier Joker Junior'd? What will he think when news comes out what will he do?

Does Harley decide, after Red Robin returns and it's revealed the kid is alive and well, to go "Joker is objectively 100% awful but he was up to something" and adopt Tim as her own kid of sorts, but without Joker sharing custody and doing it with her owm friends instead like Ivy?

My brains melting, go crazy go stupid

Alright!!! Let's try to answer the questions ^^

For Jason/Red Hood, it depends on how much RH is associated with the Bats. Before the BruceQuest, it might not be well-known that he's allies with the Bats (especially because he's shot at or tried to beat him up). Depending on how public his aggression towards Robin (now RR) was, this might endear him to the areas that are closed off. As far as emotionally, there Jason had to resort to crime and desperate measures just to eat. Dealer's choice on whether he had to resort to selling himself or not. Regardless, I bet Jason throws up repeatedly in horror and distraught after finding out that Tim has been doing that during his time as Robin (not sure when Tim would have started, but at least as young as 15). There's a bit you can explore there with angst and shit (especially since Jason attacked Tim at the age of 15).

I think that maybe Gothamites would believe that Robin has lost his marbles in grief. However, that makes perfect sense due to everything he's been through (as far as what's publicly known of him being a child therapist, Robin, and losing Batman). Despite them thinking it's possible he did lose himself, at least he wasn't putting people in the hospital like Batman did. I think they would be more upset that RR wasn't supported and how hypocritical everyone was.

It's a toss-up on how they would treat Damian. It probably varies between despising the child for taking over R3's place, wanting to protect him, and being indifferent to Batman throwing another child into the line of fire.

Alfred is debatable. How cruel it is to Alfred and how the old man reacts depends entirely on how he acted to Tim during his years of Robin, whether the 16th birthday incident happened, and whether he intervened when Damian said harsh comments to Tim. That would change Alfred's reaction to being either "fuck it's all my fault" or "what more could I have done so this didn't happen?"

Maybe a rogue or two tries to reach out to RR's non-Gothamite associates. I'm curious how Anarky reacts to all of this.

Adding JJ to this AU would be so fucking cruel to Tim, but I'm down for that. That would give him parent issues with 3 sets of parents, but Harley is just a complicated mess of emotions and shit. I think she would take on more of an aunt role to Tim due to the whole JJ incident. There could be some angst there with Tim calling her Aunt Harley

[bluerosefox]

2024 Prompt List (Part 1)

|Our Well Deserved Break (Danny decides he and a bunch of stressed out hero teens need a weekend break from...well everything.) |Supersons vs Ghost Gal (It started with Grandma’s Kent Cookies) (Jon is punished for stealing cookies and ropes in Damian to prove he’s innocent by catching the thief... Only there is a certain traveling ghost whose the thief who may or may not wanna troll them now) (read notes) |Uncle Damian Mode ACTIVATE (Twins!Damian and Danny, baby!Danielle, hints of good mom Talia. READ NOTES) (Damian is having a normal patrol... Until Danny shows up with a baby and going to hunt down a fruitloop for trying to clone him... Damian is going to be the best uncle) |Possessed Pearl’s (Danny finds a ghost needing help. Martha has a chance to get herself home to Gotham) |Ghosties and Black Bats (Hinted CassxDanny) (Danny gets a call from Dani and goes to help only to see a rather kick butt lady doing the job, and oh boy Fenton genes are in high gear) |Mystery Spouse (Dannyx???) (Danny and [Any Bat of choosing] get into a whirlwind romance and marry... they just forgot to tell their families though) |Presence Pressure (Twins!Danny and Damian) (Danny figures out how to hid himself from his adopted parents and the GIW radar, only he didnt take into account that they might pick up his twin’s corrupted ectopalsm) |Our Strengths (Danny and his family are taken by the GIW. Sam and Tucker hack and blackmail their way to save their best friend and his family) |Drake Siblings (Tim gets a call from a little Jasmine Fenton and finds out he has a half brother named Danny.) (Danny and Jazz are adopted Fenton. Danny is the son of Jack Drake and Dana Winter-Drake btw) |In Luminous Green Glow (TaliaxDanny) (Danny, CW’s apprentice, is inspecting a Pits, only to meet a blade to his neck) |Bittersweet and Sweetheart Exes (Past TaliaxBrucexDanny) (Talia and Bruce are bittersweet exes to each other but towards Danny he’s their sweetheart ex) |Family Resemblance (Daniel Wayne was kidnapped the night his and Bruce’s parents were killed. Years later Bruce gets a call from Damian about two possible poorly made clones or hidden blood children. Meanwhile Dan and Elle Fenton are calling their dad about a possible Vlad clone surviving) |The Amazing Adventures of Tim Drake and Little Baby Man Danny. AKA two feral raccoons loose on Gotham (Little Tim Drake makes a friend when stalking the Bats... and feral vibes with the baby man Danny) |One in the Same (Tim is tossed in the Pit during his RR run, and wakes his memories of being Danny Fenton/Phantom... and ponders what to do next to mess with the fruitloop Ra’s) |Fenton Coded (Tim discovers he’s not a Drake by blood... and he’s not a Wayne (like he and others suspected) but is a Fenton) (past DannyxJanet) |Ghost With Heartbeats (maybe Dead on Main?) (hinted Deaged Dani) (Jason used to have a penpal, a kid named Danny Fenton. Then he dead, came back and the thought of writing to his friend was forgotten... until he finds all the letter’s Alfred saved. Even letters Danny wrote to Jason after his death) |Invites (Hinted Dani(Ellie)xDamianxJon) (Wrath aka Ellie comes to the Watchtower to complain about a Ball being hosted in the Infinite Realms) |Kidnapped Persephone Style (JasonxDanny. Dead on Main) (Tim witness Jason being taken by a ghostly knight and tells the rest of the Batfam) |Gray and Graysons (Siblings Danny and Dick)(Dick remembers his baby brother before he had been given to the childcare system, so he isn’t ready to see him years later at the Watchtower as one of the new engineer hires) |Siblings Behavior (Ghost King Danny/Dad Danny)(the Ghost King summons the two factions of the DC verse, to talk about his two kids Wrath and Wisp) |Feral Gremlins VS Fruitloops (Deaged Danny and Tim) (Danny and Tim are deaged by their dumb Fruitloops, the two feral things meet and decide to team up and escape) |Mama Bat (Deaged Danny and Mama Cass)(Cass finds a baby in Hong Kong before being yeeted back to Gotham with baby stuff and a glowing sticky note)

[vinelark]

Hi I feel like you always have the best batfam fic recs, so I was wondering if you have any recs for any Dick and Tim bonding fics (especially fics that deal with the fallout of Dick giving Robin to Dami)?

hi! so glad you like the recs, i'm always happy to give them 🥰  every time a friend expresses even a passing interest in one of my fav characters i have to stop myself from like, creating a fic rec spreadsheet on the spot.

that said, i got stumped by the second part of this one. i was like oh yes definitely, i totally have read fics for that, and then…could not dig any up from my brain or my bookmarks. i feel like there's a fic on the tip of my tongue, but in the meanwhile, if anyone has any tim & dick red robin reconciliation recs (holy tongue twister, batman) i too would love to see them!

and here are some tim & dick recs in general:

🎄 only you will have stars that can laugh by silverwhittlingknife

set early in tim’s tenure as robin; dick realizes tim is about to be alone on christmas, and they end up spending the holiday together. i love how tentative both dick and tim are about this for different (and at times similar) reasons, and how heartwarming and cozy it ends up being. lots of reflection on family in all its forms and a really good tim & dick dynamic.

🚗 I’d Fly Far Away From Here by Sohotthateveryonedied

in a somewhat similar vein, a oneshot set during tim’s robin era in which tim hitchhikes to blüdhaven after a fight with his dad. dick and tim are two people who technically aren’t brothers yet by law but already are at heart, which doesn’t make it any easier to navigate conversations about tim’s home life or either of their relationship with bruce. (they make it work, though.)

🩹 Not So Large But Definitely In Charge by dottie_dc

tim and dick get tossed into an alternate gotham where there’s no batman or justice league, but find their way to bruce and alfred anyway. this has great tim-under-pressure pov, and the amount that he and dick care about each other even through their arguments is palpable. there’s also a fantastic (and at times gut-wrenching) sequel by JackHawksmoor focusing more on dick & the bruce of this different world. (cw for: past major character death aka alternate universe dick grayson)

🤖 Very Pleasing to My Optical Sensors by waffleelrond

another early robin!tim fic, in which tim gets injured and dick steps in to translate bruce's bruceness about it. it's tentative and sweet and a little silly, and a great bite-sized fic to read when you want to see the two of them just starting out as brothers.

🌌 To an Athlete Dying Young series by SonoSvegliato

at a glance from the summaries this appears like a tim & jason + tim & bruce series (and it is!), but the tim & dick scenes land it on this list for sure. i'm a broken record here with the early-robin!tim & dick recs but man i love them here; in the second fic there's a sequence where dick is teaching tim how to grapple across rooftops that sticks in my mind as one of my top favorite bonding moments for them. (heads up that the series currently ends on a cliffhanger—it's not finished yet!)

🦉 the once and future robin by AstraEllis

and as proof that i can in fact rec something other than early-robin!tim, here's an au where instead of becoming batman's robin tim ends up adopting a talon!dick grayson from another universe as his older brother. and becoming his robin. and then finding his way to the batfamily. i'm fascinated by the tim and alternate-universe-talon!dick relationship in this, and the questions of identity/personhood that it tackles by virtue of the story it is telling. plus, talon!dick's connection to robin as a concept despite the alternate universe aspect is really sweet.

also circling back to red robin reconciliation, i do have these two longfics open in my many tabs to read/finish; both tackle the post-rr era and the dick & tim of it all in their larger plots, so i'll toss in Extant by Kgraces and The Return by lurkinglurkerwholurks to check out too!

[weirdshitandthings]

secret identity hijinx

Why aren’t there more fics about this? It has amazing potential!

Both your personas have a really specific allergy that would make identifying you easy

You catch a cold right when the Hero takes a break? Sus

You sneeze the same way in both personas and someone notices (maybe bc they are a snzfucker)

I know I read some fic back in the day about Luthor trying to make Superman reveal his identity via super sneezes

This post is sponsored by the vice grip that DC canon gay couple Tim/Bernard has on my brain today. So here’s some thoughts on that:

Vigilate bf x Conspiracy Theory bf

Bernard naturally takes note of anything unusual posted to the Gotham vigilante forums. Like Red Robin having a sneezing fit. So he watches the video over, and over, and it seems familiar….

When RR and Bernard are working together (on the case where they met), RR has an allergic reaction to his new cologne. So does Tim.

Bernard suspects that Tim is RR so he goes about testing it. Being a Certified Freak, he compares their noses because it’s the only facial feature not covered. This includes their sneezes.

Bernard orchestrates scenarios to get Tim/RR to sneeze, in order to test this.

Bernard knows that Tim is RR but he doesn’t say anything. Tim will tell him when he’s ready. But he can fuck with him in the meantime hehe.

Tim, already having an allergic reaction in front of Bernard in one of his personas, tries to hide the same allergic reaction in the other. Bernard is amused.

Someone on the conspiracy forums mentions they saw RR last night and he looked rough. Tim has been through the wringer- his usual sleep deprivation eye bags are somehow bigger, he can’t stop sneezing, and he keeps mumbling about contingencies and Superboy.

In a fevered state, Tim carelessly strips his costume off and tosses everything to the floor before passing out in their bed. Bernard brings him homemade chicken noddle soup (he’s a chef) and finds quite a surprise.

[nyhne]

I know you said you’re actively working on the RR prequel and the fox fic, but do you have any snippets or notes for the Olympics AU and/or the ballet dancer/musician fic? I’m just imagining Gil as a prima donna and now I need more….

Haha it's still fun to talk about them even if they're kinda shelved projects at the moment. There's a part of me that'd love to continue the Olympics AU, but to be honest it's more research than I'd really want to get into.

Snippets under the cut.

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((Roderich is a well-known alpine skier, Gil is a speed skater, Ludwig is the goalie of the German hockey team, and Francis is also an alpine skier))

Gilbert’s confident swagger deflated as soon as he reentered the building, tossing a crumbled paper on the table as he plopped himself down in his chair.

“Did you give him your number?” Francis asked after exchanging looks with Ludwig.

Gilbert groaned. “I chickened out. And things had been going pretty well, too,” he groused.

Francis clucked his tongue sympathetically, offering a few pats to Gilbert’s shoulder. “I did warn you that he is a tricky one, that Roderich. You saw how he resisted even my charms!”

“Like that’s hard to do,” Gilbert snorted, ignoring the other’s offended gasp. He groaned again and slithered down until his forehead hit the table, feeling his coat pull up in the back. “Are you sure he’s not straight, even?”

“Speak up, darling- you know I don’t like it when you mumble.”

Gilbert lifted his head and glared at the blond. “I said, are you sure he’s not straight?” he repeated. “Just because you poncy fashion types have a good gaydar that doesn’t mean I trust you,” he grumbled, sitting back in his seat.

“Excuse you, my gaydar is superb!” Francis sniffed. “Have I ever failed you or Ludwig?” he challenged.

Next to him, Ludwig’s cheeks flushed pink and he looked around, making sure nobody in the sleepy athlete’s lounge had heard them. “Francis, perhaps you should keep your voice down…” he muttered.

Gilbert snorted intrusively before Francis could reply, sitting up straighter as he leaned toward the table. “No brother of mine should be embarrassed over being gay, didn’t I tell you that, Luddy? I don’t care what these stupid Russians say- like hell if it’s any of their business who you’re fucking!” he said heatedly.

“Gilbert!”

“Well it’s true!” he scowled. “Putin can fuck himself in the ass, for all I care.”

“Now Gil,” Francis cautioned. “That is rather tasteless, don’t you think?”

“Hey! Whose side are you on?” Gilbert glared, standing up. They’d begun to attract stares again, including a few less-than-kind ones from the Russian service people. Gilbert continued to ignore them. “Forget it. I’m heading back to the room.”

He looked down at the wadded up phone number on the tabletop for a moment before decisively snatching it back in his hand. Just because stupid-pretty-Austrian hadn’t worked out, that didn’t mean there weren’t others. And the bar was free.

“Gilbert, really now, you are becoming quite worked up over a miscommunication,” the Frenchman tried to soothe but Gilbert had already made up his mind and was out the door, the paper balled up in his fist.

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((And here's the ballet AU; this one feels a lot cringier to post bc it's like a 10+ year old fic I wrote on my phone but y'know lol Prima donna indeed...))

The first note was rich and powerful, everything it should have been and Roderich could let out a sigh of relief, knowing that everything he'd practiced would go according to plan. And there was a bit if smugness to it, too. For the past week the dancers had done nothing but criticize the orchestra's performance- a practice that wasn't uncommon to the musicians with this troop, but unappreciated nonetheless- but Roderich knew there was no way they could find fault with this performance. Maybe that would shut them up for the rest of the rehearsal period. 

As it were, he was to be proven wrong, and not five seconds after the conductor had him the cue, a rough, accented voice shouted, "/Stop the fucking music!/"

Roderich's head jerked back in surprise, his horsehair now making a jarring sound against the strings. Loud, angry German could be heard from the stage above and the orchestra was muttering among itself, patience obviously wearing thin as they were interrupted for the umpteenth time that day. Roderich lowered his instrument and frowned, glancing up to where his conductor was standing, mumbling something under his breath that didn't sound too friendly. 

"What could it possibly be this time?" Roderich voiced the question aloud, wondering what tiny detail could have possibly caught the performers' attention this time. 

The conductor shook his head and looked at the violinist with a rather aggravated expression, replying bluntly, "You."

"Me?" Roderich blinked in surprise. "What did I-"

Before he could properly respond, there was the sound of rapid footsteps down the stairs and a man stormed into the pit area, still in full attire. "You," the man said, and his eyes- a startling deep bronze color- blazed behind his words. "What the hell do you think you're playing at, playing that shit?" 

Roderich recognized him as the lead dancer in the production, a male ballerina with art nouveau pale-blond hair and the most intense color of eyes Roderich had ever seen to match. He had a heavy accent, German, definitely, but with a harder edge that reminded Roderich of the time his family vacationed in Berlin. Although he'd seen the man before, it had always been from afar, the dancers rarely mingling with the pit musicians. And now he was marching toward Roderich, eyes narrowed and his finger pointed accusingly in Roderich's direction. 

"Ex-Excuse me?" Roderich sputtered, trying to not let himself look bothered when the other walked right into his personal space, standing a good few inches above Roderich's own height. 

"You heard me," the man snapped. "What was that scheisse you just played?"

Roderich blinked. "You- are you talking about my solo?" he frowned. 

The dancer- Roderich thought he rem free the lead's name being Gilbert?- snorted derisively. "Ja, that is exactly what I am talking about," he said in a tone that was almost mocking. "You trying to play games or are you really just that bad?"

Roderich felt his blood boil and he managed, "Excuse me? How- /How dare you!/ My performance was nothing but perfectly fine before you interrupted it. There was no reason for you to stop in the middle and-"

"You were playing it /wrong/, Dummkopf!" Gilbert interrupted. "Did you not read the script or did you think nobody would notice if you just went and played whatever the fuck you want, huh? Because fuck what the composer wanted, it doesn't matter! Fuck if there are people here who are trying to put on an actual production instead of catering to what one little violinist thinks it should be!"

[crevicedwelling]

Do ur whip scorpions have a favourite snack? If so could you them some from me? They're beautiful lads and deserve it :)

they mostly eat chopped up hissing roaches, so the babies haven’t ever had the chance to have a favorite food. I do think Stella has a preference for crickets and red runner cockroaches (something of a delicacy), so I’ll toss her a RR when it’s feeding day next week

[cheemken]

KNIGHT ‼️‼️‼️

YOU ARE SO BIG FUCKING BRAIN

I DIDNT EVEN THINK ABOUT THE HOUNDOOMS. YOU ARE SO SMART HOLY SHIT I FEEL BAD FOR DIANTHA NOW. SHE DIED THE WAY HER MOM ALWAYS THREATENED HER WITH

But yeah, all the Champions families can’t even bring themselves to watch the live feed because who wants to see their daughter and granddaughter get mauled to death? Or see their son being slowly burnt alive while he pleads for mercy? Or watch as their uncle struggles while his head is held underneath water. Or even their sister who’s being skinned alive from her feet to her head. Even their big bro who’s being tossed around like a rag doll between two large Pokémon fighting over him

Giovanni is a BITCH for bringing Clair and Silver into this. Like they weren’t even given a chance to live just for the sole reason they’re important to Lance. And Gio wants to see Lance break even more after he had to witness his daughter and wife die

Also, which of the Elite Four members and Gym Leaders do you think would join Team RR? Either out of fear or just because they think they can benefit from it?

OUGHFHFFH RIGHT CHSMBXNS

Your honour that's so fucked up I can only imagine Drasna really going through it but also still trying to comfort Augustine, but they're both really so out of it man, especially how Drasna knew of the threats Dia's mother said to her; Drayden's there on the hunt for Plasma, just letting his rage out on all the grunts he sees, the sages, until he gets to Ghetsis himself; Joseph couldn't handle it man, he already lost his wife now he lost his son, the sound of Steven's screams haunts him; god Lisia too, the only family she had left and now he's being drowned, and she cursed the irony of it, of Wallace being so drawn to the waters but it's also one of the reasons for his death; Cyn's sister and grandparents tho chdmdb like Cyn's sis knew Cyrus was her friend, and she couldn't believe Cyrus would do that to Cynthia; and then there's Hop, crying his poor little heart out, screaming for his brother, the once great champion of Galar reduced to nothing but a chew toy for those pokemon.

Ough that's fucked up, but also where the fuck is Geeta in all this— imagine tho in the au of an au where she's evil, imagine she's the one to tell Lysandre what would really break Diantha, bc Diantha confided in her y'know, told her everything, her best friend, her platonic soulmate, then suddenly Geeta looks at her with cold and calculating eyes, suddenly she wasn't the friend Diantha knew, and god that fucking broke her man, how Geeta used Dia's vulnerabilities, how she knew each and every one of em, and used that to her advantage chsnnd

But for the not evil Geeta thing imagine if she did hid herself tho, and everyone else called her a coward. But that was the last thing Diantha told her, Dia made her promise to hide, like what she said to Iris, to just hide, to not let Giovanni find her. But that backfired on Geeta tho, and now everyone, especially the family of the other Champions, called her cowardly, how she couldn't even try to help her fellow champions, how she couldn't even try to save them. But man that would haunt her too, having to watch Diantha die, having to watch her friends die, it fucked her up so so much and she hated herself so much that she didn't defy Diantha and went to her side to help her

As for the league members thatd join Team RR

For Kanto idk, since in the manga majority of em was associated w Rocket,, well let's go w that. Sabrina, Surge, and Blaine are my top three for that, tho I wanna say Blaine was blackmailed into joining bc he was one of the people who made Mewtwo. Green would be against them tho, I know the Kanto trio would team up w the rest of the Gym Leaders to stop them.

For the Johto leaders, I really can't see any of them joining Team RR, even if they're threatened I think some or most would rather go down w a fight than to join em. For the Indigo E4, low-key I think Koga and Will would join em.

For Hoenn's league, Norman. And for Sinnoh to Unova none of em they'd be against RR, Unova especially man they really fought tooth and nail to stop Plasma only for Plasma to be part of RR and is now more threatening than before. For Kalos, I honestly think Lysandre would threaten and blackmail Malva to joining again, idk if she'd cave in or not bc holy shit™. Alola to Paldea, none too, idk, bc Alola didn't want to be part of it ofc, their league is still fairly new, most of their members are children, if anything I wanna say they'd try to fight them off if they do get to their region. The Galarian people got Rose Tower demolished man they're so fucking pissed at Rose, no one's ever seen Raihan and Sonia that pissed before too like these two especially want to hunt down Rose. And for Paldea, well, not only are they mourning the other Champions but also mourning and kinda hating on their own Champion too, my guy, Geeta's really going through it, she doesn't wanna lose anyone else, so she keeps an eye on her league members within the shadows, to make sure none of them ever join RR

[abyssal-ali]

Titans Tower AU (with a twist)

You know those fics where Jason breaks into Titans Tower to confront Tim? Yeah, I wrote one of those. With a twist, if the title wasn't clear enough.

Rating: G

Length: 0.9k

A/N: I can never keep track of who's on which team, so I'm calling all the members of this team the Titans and hoping I get it right.

A call came through Red Robin’s comms. He muted the other Titans and answered it. “What? I’m busy,” he snapped.

A low mechanized chuckle came through. “Too busy to miss your package?”

Red Robin stiffened. “What did you do to them?!”

Silence.

“Hood, answer me!”

“Nothing…yet. But I don’t have to do anything. I just need to wait for Agent A to call and inquire about them. When he realizes you don’t have them and missed me taking them because you’re in serious need of a nap…then I’ll strike.” He chuckled. “See you later, sleep-hater.”

Red Robin fumed as the call dropped and angrily reconnected. “Bring them to me untouched by 10 o'clock am tomorrow or I’ll let Batman know what you did on Friday.”

A gasp. “You wouldn’t!”

“I would,” replied Red Robin icily. “I have photo proof. Your helmet’s too bright.”

Muttering broke off. “Deal. 10 am tomorrow…mostly intact goods. Pleasure doing business, Alvin.”

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The Titans were only muted one-sidedly. RR couldn’t hear them but they could hear him, as well as Red Hood’s phone-in. Apparently the villain even knew Red Robin’s name, which was kept strictly under wraps.

Red Hood had…other Bats? People close to Alvin at any rate, they assumed.

The Titans prepared for Red Hood’s visit, getting into position ahead of Red, who was typing away on a case in his room.

Red Hood sauntered into the tower, dufflebag in hand and helmet on head. He made his way familiarly to Alvin’s room and tossed a knife at shoulder height that Al easily caught. “Computer reflection.”

“That’s why I threw it,” replied Hood blandly. “Gotta keep you on your toes.”

“Package?” Demanded Al, irritable.

Red Hood opened the duffle and the Titans tensed, remembering the stories they’d heard about his career beginning. But the Rogue only withdrew a cardboard box and handed it to Al, who opened it eagerly.

Al’s phone rang and Hood snatched it up, answering it first despite Al’s grabs for the device. “‘Lo?”

“Red Robin,” an older Brit said warmly.

“Hey, Agent A. Thanks for the box!” Hurriedly Alvin crammed something from the box into his mouth. “Best batch yet, love the spicing. More…nutmeg?”

“Ginger. Are you only eating them now?”

“Uh…” Al twisted and gave Red Hood a deer-in-the-headlights look. “No?”

“Red Robin,” said Agent A warningly.

Al huffed. “Hood stole them and held them hostage!”

“Master Hood, I believe Red Robin is suffering from severe sleep deprivation, if he did not miss my weekly package. You have my blessing.”

“Thanks, A, you’re the best!” Red Hood hung up and swung Al into a bridal carry. “Tap your heels, baby bird, to the Cave we go!”

“Noo, I don’t wanna,” whined Al. “I promise I’ll sleep here! Don’t take me to 'Wing and the brat–they’ll smother me and lecture meeee….”

“Fine. Since you’re going without a fight, I’ll let you off easy. I’ll take you to my safe house and cook for you instead. But you’re only getting my stir-fry if you sleep without my help.”

Alvin sulked. “Fine.”

Red Hood grabbed the duffle and hoisted Al into a shoulder carry. “Set the zeta for Gotham to the East End, it's closer to my safe house than the Bristol one.”

“All ready,” Alvin announced after fiddling with his wrist computer for a moment. He spanked Hood, asking, “What’re you waiting for? Let go or let’s go!”

“Rude, Replacement. What’re you telling the Titans?”

Alvin shrugged. “Never told 'em you were coming. They should still be training so let’s go. I’ll text them later.”

Hood exited Al’s room with Red Robin and the duffle, stepping out to face the lined up Titans. “Baby League,” he greeted.

“Red Hood,” said Superboy. “Why do you get along so well with Red?”

“None of your beeswax,” snapped Hood. “Let us through.”

“Not until you tell us why,” Aqualad negotiated.

“His grandfather gave me permission to knock him out so he’d sleep, because he hasn’t in at least 4 days. Baby bird knows that if he goes quietly, things are better for him. Now let me through.”

“Pardon me if I don’t believe you,” sniffed Superboy.

“Then don’t. Not like you can tell from my heart rate if I’m lying, anyways.”

Al squirmed and Hood let him down to face his teammates. “It’s okay, guys. Hood regularly kidnaps me to force me to sleep.”

“You’re serious,” Wondergirl said flatly.

“No, I’m threatening him,” said Hood. Al jabbed Hood’s chest with his elbow.

“Stop tormenting them, Hoody. Look, it’s fine. Hood’s my brother.”

…

When the Titans collected their thoughts, Aqualad asked, “Does Batman know?”

Hood snorted. “B’s well aware of his problem child. He’s the one who kidnapped me when I stole the Batmobile’s tires.”

“Didn’t the second Robin do that?” Wondergirl frowned at Alvin.

“My reputation precedes me,” said Hood mockingly. “Robin 2 at your service.” He bowed theatrically, ignoring Al’s mutter of “dramatic theatre nerds”.

“But I thought you–” Superboy stopped.

“Yeah, say the d-word; I don’t care. I died, got better, yadayadaya. Can I complete my Robin-napping now?”

The Titans stepped aside in silence.

Three days later Alvin came back, well-rested and happier, and they all pretended like nothing had happened, even though it killed some of them (*cough* Kid Flash *cough*).

[constellarcreator]

🖊️! I love all your OC’s and would love to know more about them!

OHHH BESTY!!! I have. Several. So I'll choose three to showcase right now!!!

First on the chopping block is Violet Ribbons! My beloved ponysona. It took FOREVER to get his colors down but they ended up being one of my favorite designs

Violet grew up in a small town with a very controlling and smothering family with extremely high expectations. Being an eccentric and creatively inclined pony from the get-go, Violet absolutely hated the lack of agency he was given and fought back at every opportunity. Them being a blank flank for far longer than usual did not help matters. After finally moving away to Phillydelphia as a young adult, they secured an apartment and spent hours and hours meticulously decorating it to their liking, earning their cutie mark in the process. Violet's "special talent" is creative expression in all forms, whether it be art, music, fashion, decor, or whatever else.

Next up is Poffin, my pokesona. I look like this, when you hurt me this is what you're hurting. It started off life as a "reject" from a shiny hunting pokemon breeder, and was thusly tossed out into the wilds of Alola soon after hatching alongside many of his siblings. Without a parental figure to care for and protect them, they were forced to fight tooth and nail to survive predators and bad weather conditions. At one point they did have a trainer, but for reasons that he still doesn't fully understand they were permanently separated. All this led him to have MAJOR abandonment issues and an aversion to forming serious bonds with others, until being assimilated into a found family of other eeveelutions (my friends' OCs!!!). He also in lesbians with my own gf's Absol pokesona!!! the Team Rainbow Rocket bandana matches his girlfriend's Team Skull one :] (he had no clue what Team RR is though, he just found the bandana on the ground and thought it was pretty)

And lastly, Bodie!!! I adore grumpuses they're so silly. She decided to embark on an expedition to Snaktooth Island in order to hopefully improve his disordered eating habits. For years Bodie had grown increasingly disinterested in food due to a combination of factors, primarily neurodivergence and mental illness. He had heard rumors and stories of the nutritional value and delectable taste of bugsnax and decided to give it a go. Though once on the island she ends up just looking at and playing around with the snax more often than actually eating them. If Bodie were to hypothetically interact with the canon grumpuses I think he'd get along best with Filbo, Beffica, and Snorpy while having a bit of friction with Cromdo and Gramble.