#since ive got snippets in here im gonna start adding the writing tag sndnfjjs

[ragnarokhound]

Okay, in my defense there hasn't been much to tell until literally today amzncncnx fic has taken a backburner to IRL responsibilities :') and ww fic hasn't gotten much further than that first chapter I dropped in discord a month or so ago BUT I'LL TELL YOU WHAT I CAN (🤐)

Alskdjfhsk I'm peter griffin dead pose over this OTL Jason finishes taking care of "Mr. Drake" and his-- Ward? Foster kid? Legal child??? -- and Tim keeps giving him unnecessary glares. Like Jason's going to either a) give up his secret identity or b) grill him in front of the kid. Please. He has some tact.

But there will be a reckoning. Jason will have answers, and he makes sure Tim knows it before he splits.

Fast forward to that reckoning; he knocks on Tim's door a few days later to an extremely frazzled Tim who wants to turn him away at first, but ultimately he doesn't waste any time; he conscripts Jason into helping. (A beloved stuffed animal has gone missing, they still need breakfast before it's time for school, and the way things are going they are 100% going to be late. Tim hasn't got time for interrogations right now).

Jason takes it in stride. The kiddo squints at him and gets kind of quiet about a new adult being in the space that's become theirs, but it's not as bad as Tim was fearing. They don't even pitch a fit when Jason's the one who finds their bear, just take it shyly from him before running to hide behind Tim.

(it's not all cute though. They definitely kick Jason in the shin before running out the door when it's time to go)

"What's with the kid?" Is the first thing out of Jason's mouth the second the kiddo is safely delivered into the semi-capable hands of the Gotham City School District.

Tim all but collapses over the steering wheel. "It's a long story," he intones, blinking fruitlessly; his eyes keep sliding shut.

Jason leans back in his seat, getting comfortable. "I got time."

"God, I wish that were me," Tim moans, but he sits up anyway, rubbing at his forehead. "Okay. Okay. What do you want to know?"

putting in my order

I'll want this on my desk by *checks clock* april 31th

Skxnfjsk I'll add it to the WIP pile 😂 I'm working on a secret project rn, and ww fic continues to sit on the backburner 😔 but you got it captain o7 I do intensely crave this for Tim... Maybe au where Jason is the babysitter who takes the job but doesn't expect the young professional dilf who has no idea what he's doing... Who unexpectedly helps heal the damaged relationship between Tim and the rest of his estranged family... Hmm... Possibilities...