#tams chill tho

[locobeary]

Tam looking gentle and Linh looking unhinged, all is right with the world

[xpastelsweetsx]

Hey uhhhhh Newsies/Be More Chill fandom- do we know abt the current musical Jason Tam (OBC Squip) and Ben Fankhauser (OBC David Jacobs) are in? Cause it’s a musical called “The Ghost of John McCain” with only 2 videos on their YouTube channel- one of which being a deeply emotional solo performed by Jason Tam about facing the inevitable reality of life and its purpose and the other being… uhhhhh… Ben Fankhauser in a dog collar singing about being a, and I quote, “good good good good boy”

[little-piece-of-tamlin]

expression practice with the boy

refs are from an old sheet from twitter user magicalpouch

[sluggsy]

i feel bad for silas because i went from imaging her as like, a quiet kid who was Situationally good and a total crabby pants to a total goody two shoes (and less prominently a crabby pants)

[per-the-jellicle-magician]

8, 4, 12, 15, 20 and 22 for Mefistrap!!! >.<

4 - Favorite non-sexual activity?

I think they go on a lot of rooftop walks. They can have some truly alone time there, especially since with Feliks' shadowtraveling they can easily get to many more secluded spots and just chill, watch the city, talk or do the stuff that they feel too vulnerable/embarrassed to do where other cats can walk in on them (for Munk it's getting familiar with how magic feels, especially the mind control type and for Feliks it's learning some basic fighting/hunting skills he's never really had to learn cuz magic)

8 - Nicknames? & if so, how did they originate?

I don't think they really use like nicknames besides just shortening each others names cuz both Munkustrap and Mefistofeliks are mouthfuls, so usually it's just Feliks and Munk. Feliks does use Munku too, and Munk will use Feli but only when they're alone cuz Feliks tolerates that one only from him. For emergencies/when they really need the other's attention they will use Straps and Mefisto (only a few cats call Munk Straps and only strangers call Feliks Mefisto)

Besides that they do use pet names, with Munk usually going for “love”, “angel” or “sweetheart”, while Feliks usually goes for “darling”, “handsome” or “skarbie” (which is basically “sweetheart”, literally means “treasure”)

12 - Who initiates kisses?

In public Feliks, when they're alone Munk. Munk doesn't mind kissing in public, he just feels a bit awkward about initiating it, while Feliks is a flirt and a show-off so he has no problem with doing that.

15 - Who wakes up first?

Munk, Feliks is not a morning person

20 - What do their family/friends think of their relationship?

I think on Munk's side everyone was a bit surprised at first cuz hey, a cat from a different tribe and a magical one at that, when Munk while still being friendly and kind kinda made a point of trying not to involve himself too much with magical cats. It quickly turned into a bit of exacerbation cuz despite Feliks openly flirting with him and rather obviously pining, and even few cats trying to help and tell Munk Feliks likes him, it took Munk a quite a bit to figure out his own feelings, get over the denial and all that jazz and finally admit he does like him more than a friend. When they finally got together, everyone was happy for them and also a bit happy they don't have to witness the pining anymore

On Feliks' side everyone was pretty excited, with a healthy dose of “good luck mate” at first cuz of the aforementioned long time it took them to get together, but they were also trying to be helpful, with Tam and Alonzo even working together a bit as Feliks' wingmen on few occasions. The most excited one was Fantazja tho, cuz she was friends with Munk before he and Feliks even met so she kinda had stakes on both sides

22 - Who cooks more/who is better at cooking?

I think that Munk would cook more often, but out of the two of them Feliks is a bit better at it. Munk is a decent cook, he has a few signature dishes he does really well and while he sometimes forgets about food or needing to eat, he likes to cook cuz usually he finds it calming.

On the other hand Feliks grew up with a chef and a restaurateur for a father so he got the skills and the know-how, he just doesn't enjoy the whole process as much as Munk does. All the peeling and cutting and waiting feels a bit tedious to him, especially when he's doing it alone. He does like to make more creative dishes sometimes, mostly cuz he likes showing off his skills. But what he really enjoys about cooking is the “spending time together” aspect of it, so quite often he's there when Munk cooks, either just keeping him company or helping a bit/cleaning

[tam-is-here]

this is tam here.

disrespectfully dni if you breath, are annoying, blonde boys with an obsession over their hair, or have kids in your basement. thank you.

@dex-disney that is dizznee. least annoying of the guys (still annoying af tho)

@captain-fitzroy im 98% sure he's gay.

@littlemisssparklesandglitter one of the better elves in this world. less annoying no im not in love with her stfu

@themoonlarkorwhatever that's sophie. bless her sleepless soul. someone take her to therapy.

@that-cool-mesmer-dad grady. doesnt like keefe and i respect him for it (i respect him in general tbh. he's chill)

reminder to dni if you are alive and breathing. good bye

(OOC NOTE/ changed my OG blog (@this-is--tam ) because the last one i was using wasn't working correctly for me and for others. hopefully this one works now. I will be trying to reblog all my posts onto this one)

[incohorace]

hiiiii 1, 8, 17, 20, 22, 23, 25, 26, 28, 29, 30, 31, 35, 38, 46, 47, 48

sorry this is a lot i just <33333 listening about people talk about their fav music

1. your current favorite song

UHHHH maybe real love song by nothing but thieves?

8. a song you loved when you were a little kid

depends how little were talking........i used to love bananaphone tho

17. a song that makes you want to slay your enemies

PRODUCT OF MY OWN DESIGN BY ARTIO

20. a song that you’ve listened to on repeat recently

so so SO many. really liking impossible and particles by nothing but thieves, ive been blind by the fratellis & roman by the church

22. a song that motivates you to work/helps you focus

tam lin (child 39) by anais mitchell and someone else!! its a narrative folk song based on the child ballads and its GORGEOUS

23. a song from the soundtrack of your favorite video game/movie/TV show

oh i actually have no idea i dont usually pay much attention to the music in shows or movies 😔

25. a song that you listened to ironically, but now you genuinely love

i actually dont think this has every happened to me? on account of my earnest and whimsical soul no doubt 😁

26. a song that reminds you of your favorite fictional character

bat out of hell by meat loaf reminds me of strat.....for obvious reasons......

28. a song that represents “your aesthetic”

IM SORRYYYY I DONT KNOW IF I HAVE AN AESTHETIC

29. a song that cheers you up when you’re sad

the whole danger days album. for some reason

30. a song from a band that you’ve grown up loving

heavy storm by first aid kit!!!

31. a song that you want to cover (regardless of how much talent you have)

look every song i listen to i imagine myself covering thats just how i listen to music..

35. a song that sends chills down your spine

o magnum mysterium (morten lauridsen)

38. a song that you think is underrated

holy mother by starbenders

46. a song that you wish more people knew about

are those last two not the same.......anyways flawed design by stabilo !!!

47. a song that you love to dance to

i dont dance but uhh girls just wanna have sex by mazie

48. a song that you can’t help but sing along

similar to 31 i sing along to literally every song i listen to bcs thats how i process music 🤷‍♀️ so all of them

[romanticatheartt]

I want to rant a little so before y'all attack me I ship Elucien so pls chill the f out. As always my problem is the fans (AND NOT ALL OF THEM). And if you don't agree with any of this please be respectful or just unfollow or block me, I'm not looking for an argument :)

The hate Feysand or IC gets from different sides of the fandom is funny to me. When they don't want to blame their favorite character, they put it on IC. And I'm specifically want to talk about Eluciens.

It's a little long so ->

Idk what's their problem and I certainly don't want to know (I didn't even know there was a problem but apparently is) but I found this out unwillingly when Tumblr thinks I would enjoy these kind of posts or when people don't know how to tag properly lol

So it seems Eluciens have problem with IC because they don't let them communicate without being watched and if they leave them alone they'll be getting along instantly...

First of all have y'all forget the fact that they have been alone? After the war Feyre specially leaves them alone and let them talk. No one watches and there's no one there to make them uncomfortable. And If I'm not wrong there is one other time before he leaves for the search of Vassa. My point is the times they've been watched, was because IC didn't trust Lucien not because they have problem with his bond with Elain. The bond is sacred to them, they'll never have any problem with that trust me.

So the fact that you don't take into account that maybe Elain is really not ready to be with Lucien is beyond me. That you take away her agency and turn it into someone else's fault.

You don't want to accept that Elain just had a messy break up, she still mourns her human life, she's somewhere she doesn't belong to and is utterly lost. You want to completely forget that and blame it on IC while they're their biggest supporters.

I'm pointing out to Morrigan, Rhysand, Feyre, Cassian and maybe Nesta (after acosf)

Morrigan who's power is truth and asked Feyre to let them figures it out themselves even tho Feyre was trying to get them to talk to each other. She asked Feyre to not interfere even tho her intentions were good.

When Rhysand stopped Az because he knew there's no thoughts behind his actions. And when he didn't answer him about Mor or when he questioned the Cauldron he instantly had to stop it. (Probably because Tam/in said something similar about his bond with Feyre and he saw his brother is turning to someone he hates.) And while I didn't like the fact that he kinda decided for Elain, he also didn't know what she really wants but whatever it is he turns the events in favor of Lucien and Elain or let's say somewhere with less heart break. He wants them to at least have one chance before they do anything else. Because let's be honest if Rhys knew Az and Elain would've been happy together and Azriel would genuinely love her, he wouldn't have brought all those political reason as to why they can't be together. He would've find a way to make it happen. Rhysand is the person who wants for his family to get to their HEA. So it's completely obvious to me that he wanted to give Az reasons as to not think with his d*ck as always.

And they love LOVE to bash Feyre for even commenting on Cauldron being wrong. Listen so here's the thing: Sjm wanted to bring this question as a way to show that her mates are never wrong, they're suited for each other and 90% endgame. And since the first 3.5 books are 1st person and its Feyre's story, it had to be questioned by Feyre. This was an author's choice and not Feyre genuinely believing that. And it was a question that leads to Rhysand explaining how untrue it is. It was just a way for Sjm to show her mates are not wrong for each other. Feyre wasn't forcing this idea at all. She's new to all of this even tho she's been living with them for a couple of years. Compare to everyone else who has been born fae. She has the right to question things. (And they always come up with this question: what if someone question Feyre's bond with Rhys wouldn't she get mad? Um... No. Because she's seeing and experiencing the result of accepting the bond and it has clearly worked out for her. And beside being mates, she loves him. Being mated was a bonus point for them. So she probably wouldn't care if Cauldron was wrong. The mating bond isn't the only reason they're together. One day I'll write a post about the mating bond and why I think it can't be wrong but that's for another time.)

And Cassian is on board with them because he, like Feyre and Rhysand, knows how it's like to be with your mate. And we see him looking at Lucien with pity. And he also notices that night court is definitely not for Elain.

And Nesta literally said this in hofas:

“I’ve been in the Fae realms long enough to know that there are forces that sometimes guide us, push us along. I’ve learned to let them. And to listen.”

... I MEAN, I MEAN!!! *read it in timothée chalamet voice*

In acosf she called Elain out on her behavior. So you see, everyone is somehow rooting for Elucien and want them to at least give it a chance.

I said all this to prove that IC shouldn't be blamed while Elain (and maybe even Lucien we've never read either povs) don't want to take a step toward each other--for now. I guess it's just easier to blame IC for something that's literally not their fault. Everything they did after Lucien came into Velaris was understandable. They didn't trust him and he proved his somewhat loyalty to them or at the very least to Elain. And this was back in acowar so things has changed!!! But let's not forget that in the last winter solstice, Elain sat furthest from Lucien and it was her choice!! Her not giving Lucien a chance (yet) is her choice. Not wanting to be alone with him is her choice, please try to understand.

Still holding a grudge when circumstances has changed after acowar is just petty imo...

[sherkathyy]

fuck polished art being lazy is is more fun

[winstonthequant]

[neverheardnothing]

get synced up!

[loser-freak-beheader]

I’m sorry but Jason Tam was and will always be the best SQUIP

Others may measure up to him, but none shall surpass him

[eury--dice]

me? trying to sing the squip’s part in bmc part 1 and the pitiful children despite the fact that I’m a mezzo and hella congested from all of the pollen? It’s More Likely Than You Think

[emotionalcello-makefanfics]

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Red Hood and the Outlaws (Comics), Red Robin (Comics), Batman - All Media Types Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Tim Drake/Jason Todd Characters: Tim Drake, Jason Todd, Tamara Fox, Some OC for cuteness Additional Tags: Angst, Fluff and Angst, Sickfic, Tim Drake is Not Robin, Tim Drake is Not Red Robin, Jason Todd is Red Hood, Tim Drake Needs a Hug, Jason Todd Needs A Hug, Crying, so much crying, Love Confessions, Cheesy, God it's so cheesy, Cringe, So sweet so cheesy so angsty that you'll cringe, Tim Drake-centric, some Jason POV tho, A wild X-men appereance, I know they're not the same universe but I'm running out of character and running out of creativity, So yeah X-men characters and vaugly their mansion/orphanage too, Bruce Wayne Bashing, Some things that I don't put down bcs it'll be a spoiler, Smoking, Implied/Referenced Sex, POV from a cat????, The Clichést Cliché that ever Cliché, Cliche Summary:

They meet again on a rooftop after ten years. They're different now, and things are not the same. It's all too late. Chapter 1 sneakpeek

“Don’t jump.”

Sighing exasperatedly, Tim puts down his cigarette-clutching fingers and drags his eyes to the source of the voice. His gelled-back hair loses its hold and a strand of ear-length bangs falls to his vision.

Sadly, without seeing him and just from the voice, Tim knows exactly who this person is. One of the Bat franchise, and it just had to be the Red Hood variation, fucking great. Out of all time, it has to be tonight. The world is playing a joke on him.

Tim is sitting hunched on the rooftop’s edge, wishing he’d have some peace and quiet for once, and of course one of these pestering bats just has to bug him at the worst time. Yet, it’s actually pretty rare for Red Hood to patrol Gotham lately, and Tim curses up a storm in his mind. Out of all the days, it just has to be fucking tonight.

No, Tim is not having it.

“This man has too much to do tomorrow to jump.” Tim looks away, getting a light from his suit.

One hand lighting another one of his death stick, and the other unbuttoning his suit and loosens his tie. After a puff and two, Tim drags in and keeps the smoke in, letting his nerves uncoil. Seems like it doesn’t work that well when the big bad shadow of a vigilante doesn’t move from the corner of his eyes.

“I’m not jumping, go away, I can’t deal with you tonight,” Tim says as he sighs the smoke away to the red polluted sky, thinking the man must be deaf or just not convinced. Maybe the latter, the bats are famous for their tact after all. People say they’re purely human. Seeing Red hood’s physique, maybe this one becomes meta-human at some point.

Tim looks the other way so the vigilante is completely out of his vision, to make a point that he’s not having this conversation. He looks to the city, engulfed by the red sky. It’s bright since this building is at the heart of the city, where the higher caste of Gothamites live and prosper. You can see the border around the bright side of the city where the lights stop dead and darkness begins. The poor side of the city. The gap is ghastly, it’s what makes Gotham what it is.

Tim is not surprised but highly disappointed when he hears shuffling instead, and when he looks at where the tall brick wall of a man, he already sits down next to him. Red Hood keeps a respectable distance though, at least he has that much of a tact.

Red Hood hooks his fingers inside his helmet, does some finger shimmy, and the red shiny mask helmet is off. His face is still covered by a domino mask, his hair looks damp, and his gloved hands rake his jet black hair back. Curls bounce to his forehead, sighing a fog, the only indication that the weather is reaching the end of the year. In turn, Tim felt his cleanly shaved nape chilled.

From inside the leather jacket, the vigilante digs to look for something, and that’s when Tim realized he’s been looking at the cuts on Red Hood’s exposed forearms from the folded sleeves. Very thick and muscled forearms. This guy either lifts all day or a meta-human, not that Tim cares anymore.

“Got a light?” Red says, plush lips smirking.

Tim sighs, guess he has company today. He digs into his suit and throws him his lighter. The masked man inspects it and Tim rolls his eyes. The lighter is a metal one that you flip, and on it engraved ‘From my heart with love, that this one lasts longer, Tam.’

“A sweetheart of yours?” Says the man, the second sentence he speaks, and Tim doesn’t recognize the voice. Deep, gravely, the typical voice of someone that smokes.

Red Hood extends his hand to give back the lighter to Tim instead of throwing it, must’ve thought it’s special.

“Kind of,” Tim says, receiving the lighter.

Red Hood drags in, keeps the smoke in, “Why kind of?” and sighs.

“Never established the relationship.”

“Commitment issues?”

Tim quirks an eyebrow at the man, sitting just as hunched as him. There’s a pillar beside Tim, and he lays his back there, thinking whether or not he should engage in this conversation. Eh, why not right? It’s not like it’s confidential information, and Tim is just so tired of caring about social politics.

“I was too late,” Tim says. It’s not as painful to say now, but lately, Tim has been numb. He’s been numb for years. Tim’s gay, or so he thought. When he began to really love her, she’s gone from him.

“Girl got another guy?” Red Hood teases.

“Girl got dead,” Tim deadpans. The smile dropped from the vigilante’s mouth, and if only he can see his eyes, panic would look funny on the all-powerful Bat. But, no, Tim can see his tell by the tapping hands.

“Ah fuck, sorry.”

Tim chuckles at the spectacle of an awkward vigilante. Maybe this night won’t be so bad after all.

“Relax, I’m not too sad about it now, it was years ago.”

It’s hard to predict Red’s expression with that domino mask that takes his cheekbones and half his forehead, but Tim’s pretty sure the twist on that mouth means his opinion of Tim isn’t good. Well, not that Tim cares.

“How did she die?”

“Wrong place, wrong time,” Tim put the filter on his lips and drags in as deep as he can. Too deep, and Tim coughs hard, once and twice that his vision blurs. Her face comes to vision, the morbidity of her expression tips Tim’s nerves off balance. Tim quickly takes another deep drag, “She was in the Joker’s way.”

At the name, Red Hood snaps his face at Tim. Slowly, languidly, Tim looks back. The vigilante clenched jaw and balled fists look like he’s about to kill somebody. Tim knows that a few years ago Red Hood kidnapped Joker, didn’t kill him, and just vanished before popping up again to have a vendetta against Batman. What a load of drama those bunch.

This also means that Tim knows exactly who this person is. Suddenly the voice registers, the familiar jaw, the soft fucking tone.

He blames it on the nicotine that his heart is calmer than he’d like, his mind still not on overdrive, still plagued with Tam’s face as she died in front of him. He’d breathe smoke instead of oxygen if he could. God he wished he’d breathe smoke from now on. Why does it have to be today? One grace from the universe is that Tim -for some reason- feels amused instead of dread.

“You look like you’re about to kill somebody, Red,” Tim says, can’t help the ease and sass in his voice. Tim lays back hunched, crosses his legs. “I thought you let go of your vendetta against the Joker.”

“Where do you hear that bullshit?” Redhood snaps and Tim can’t help but let go another chuckle.

“People talk, words get around,” Tim says.

“Then they’re far off the truth,” Red hisses before dragging in his cig.

“Yet the Joker still roams.”

“Ain’t my call.”

“Is it the big bat daddy calls?”

Red Hood splutters at the name and Tim smirks evilly at the reaction. “Ew, don’t call him that!”

“I can call that higher-than-thou furry hero wannabe anything I want,” Tim spits bitterly, looking out to the city. Sometimes when he’s really lucky, he’ll catch one of the bats twirling in the sky, and now one of ‘em is sitting beside him, but sadly it’s not the most shocking knowledge he has today. “One of these days it’s going to be my turn.”

“What?”

“Dying in the collision of mad men’s evil master plan you refuse to get rid of.”

“Ck, I don’t like what you’re insinuating.”

“Sorry then, I don’t mean to insinuate anything. This is me telling you loud and clear that you’re all cowards for not killing these maniacs that kill us like ants when you have the power to stop them.” Tim’s voice is even and chill, it did not raise a tone, but it reduces the bulk of a man beside him to still. “Some of us rooted for you when you caught the Joker, and your reputation gives us high hopes that it’ll be the last of him. Then he showed up again.” Tim feels the lighter in his pocket burn, “Then Tam died.”

Tim pumps his lung full of smokes, keeping it in there so that the clawing gloom will die before it takes roots.

“I almost did kill him, Batman stopped me,” the gravel voice says lowly.

Tim feels himself stiffens, now that’s something he doesn’t know. His eyes scan the hunched vigilante, trying to find any sign of a lie, there’s none.

“Shit,” Tim curses, sighing up smoke and quickly takes a deep drag in. “Fuck Batman.”

For the first time, Tim hears Red chuckle, “Yeah, fuck him.”

“Still your family though, right?” Tim says, earning what he thinks is a glare, who would fucking know with that mask. “Why else would you stay in his line?”

Red Hood looks away, not answering.

“Guess I understand. Proving something to someone.”

Red scoffs, “Would you?”

“You know who I am.”

“Yeah, not your story.”

Tim scoffs at the obvious lie, “Look it up. I have better things to do than telling you my backstory that’s a google search away.”

Tim Drake. Son of the CEOs of Drake Industries. Running smoothly since ever he becomes the COO. Yada yada, young and successful, yada yada, has the reputation to chew out the reporters and a resting bitch face, all that shit. Tim doesn’t have the best bedside manners, but when it comes to business, Tim gets things done, and his business partners know to swallow their pride for a potential too stupid to missed just because Tim has fangs.

“I dunno, you’re pretty mysterious in the eye of the media,” Red says.

“Because they’re nosy pricks and not worth my time when they’re asking me about rumors of my flings.”

“They’re not true?”

“What the fuck are you? Does TMZ sent you?”

“Good point, never mind.”

They let the quiet settle in, and Tim isn’t too bothered by the company so much. The red amber eats to his filter. Tim puts out the light and puts the bud back inside the pack while he gets another one. He looks down at his light, which reminded him of Tam. Damn, she was such a good assistant, she’s also his best friend but a damn better assistant. Tim doesn’t let himself think about it.

He lights another, and puffs.

“Shouldn’t you be patroling?” Tim says before he can stop himself.

“Nah, not here to patrol, just some errands.”

“Don’t mind me. I’m not jumping.”

“No, I know that,” Red says, tone softer that Tim narrows his eyes at him.

“Lonely?” Tim teases, putting the filter in his lips while locking eyes to the pair of white lenses.

Red shrugs, “Just wanna kill time with someone that doesn’t wear one of these,” he says, tapping to his domino mask.

Tim hums imagining himself with his family, “Yeah, me too, I’d take a vigilante franchise over family dinner anytime.”

“Aww,” Red surprisingly coos, making Tim flustered.

“Don’t get it twisted, my family sets a pretty low bar for good company.”

“I can say the same, Timmy.”

Tim flinches, “I didn’t say you can call me Timmy.”

“What about friends then?” Red follows up, ignoring him.

“Joker killed my only best friend. Oh god, stop making that face, everyone I know got someone they know killed by the Joker, or Bane, or.... shit just those freaks.”

“Doesn’t make me feel better.”

“I don’t care what you feel.”

“I’m wounded,” Red says in that joking ‘boo-hoo’ voice but it was the last thing to snap Tim’s patience completely. He hates this casual conversation as if nothing happened.

“I’m not jumping, and I know you’re not here just to talk to some random civilian. You know who I am, so say what you wanna say and go,” Tim inhales deeply after the low-toned rant, only to be met with another silence.

They stay quiet for a few whiles again. Smoking the tension away. After Tim’s cig burns halfway, his nerves calmed down. Then he realizes that Red is looking at him. Staring.

“What?” Tim says, sighing smoke.

“Would you kill Joker if you could?”

“In a heartbeat.”

“Killing someone isn’t as easy as it sounds, especially if you did it before.”

“You underestimate my anger then.”

Red Hood goes still for what Tim is insinuating. His phone vibrates in his pocket. Tim gets it and his new assistant reminds him of a flight in an hour and he needs to be ready in half. Tim puts out his cig and pockets it.

As he stands up, he looks down at Red Hood, really looks at him. It reminded Tim of the time has passed. It’s been so long.

“Nothing to say?” Tim asks, he has an underlying tone of ‘last chance.’

“Thanks for the light.”

Tim clenches his jaw and breaths slowly. What did he expect? “You caught me at a bad time but it’s good to meet you again, Jason.”

When Tim walks away, his elbow is grabbed and he’s spun to face Jason in all his bulk. Looming over him with his height.

“You know who I am?” Red says with a threat in his voice that makes Tim wants to laugh.

“Are you really that surprised? Or did you forget me when you fucking died?” Tim smiles bitterly.

Moments passed, eyes on each other, chest to chest. The last time he sees Jason, Tim was staring at these white lenses too, and Jason was still as tall as him. At this close, Tim sees tiny tears that heal pale than the rest of his tan skin, bulked up body looming over him that used to be similar to his. For anyone, Tim had two best friends, Robin and Jason Wayne-Todd, he had known the two are the same. Seems like Jason doesn’t.

Doesn’t matter now. Everything said and done. Too late.

“Say your goodbyes now,” Tim says, because why else would his childhood friend pops back again after a decade of not saying anything after he returned to life. Tim doesn’t realize it’ll hurt this bad though. Missing Tam doesn’t hurt this bad.

Perhaps it was because the scar never healed right, but he still thinks of Jason like a big chunk of him that’s been torn away forcefully, even now.

“I’m sorry,” Jason finally says, low and guilty, as he should be, but it irks Tim to no end.

“I lost you, and when you’re back you didn’t tell me,” Tim says, his voice cracks and he curses it to hell. Red Hood’s been around for years, and Jason never came to Tim to say he’s alive.  “If you have nothing else to say, let go of me.”

“I didn’t know that you knew.”

“What?”

“I didn’t know you know I was Robin... Did you know... everyone?”

Tim rolls his eyes, “Yes.” Gloved hands still on his elbow, and white lenses not letting him go. The non-challant face he wears slips off as if oil just slicked between the mask and his skin. His heart picks up a beat. There are layers between their skin, Jason’s thick gloves and Tim’s three-piece suit, but it feels warmer. Burning.

“Damn,” Jason curses under his breath.

It’s just a little thing, but Jason’s silence following that is a nother prick to Tim’s skin.

“Is that all?” Tim dismissed, pulling his arm away, but Jason only holds tighter.

“I didn’t know, okay?” Jason pushes, “And you’re a civilian, you’re not supposed to know Jason Todd is back to the land of the living.”

“A civilian,” Tim mutters under his breath. That’s all he is to Jason? All this time. His chest hurts, Tim knows this is because of Jason’s words instead of anything else. “Get away from me.”

“I’ll see you again,” Jason says before letting go.

Before Tim can say don’t bother, the man puts on his red helmet and grapples away. For a moment Tim can see the shadow of red yellow green flying away.

[clownzilla31]

No one asked for this but here’s some random KOTLC headcanons

- Dex is the token straight friend

- Keefe is biromantic but doesn’t realize it

- Biana wears pants and borrows Fitz’s clothes somtimes (because screw canon)

- Fitz is gay and just is so repressed he thinks he likes Sophie

- The gang once played paranoia and Biana asked Tam if he had a crush on anyone

- Tam was caught off guard and blurted out he liked Keefe

- Biana ships them hardcore

- Keefe is trans end of story

- Biana uses everyone to experiment with makeup and clothes

- Fitz likes wearing dresses, him and Biana often share clothes

- Lihn is 100% crushing on Marella

- Tam likes to steal Mrs Stinkbottom to mess with Keefe

- Sophie can’t sing, she sounds like a dying horse ironically

- Keefe voice cracks a lot

- Tam has an amazing singing voice

- Fitz and Biana secretly listen to lady Gaga

- They sometimes wake up Alden and Della up at 3 AM with their lawful singing

- They once snuck out of the lost cities to a concert

- Keefe is an expert at styling hair

- no one wants to let them near them with scissors tho

- Sophie let’s him cut her hair

- the gang sneak out to the lost cities to chill one day and go to a arcade

- Dex is very good at fighting games

- Keefe demanded 50 rematches

- Biana is the groups secret keeper

- she knows everyone and sees all

- Wylie once joined them on one of their trips

- they all got matching tattoos their upper arms

- Keefe gets a boyfriend after leaving the lost cities

Edit- after further discussion with some friends- Dex is Aroace and no one can change my mind and Sophie somtimes experiments with she/they and they/them

Good day.

[stellarune]

,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,i have a kam cryptid au ok

its a human (mostly) au

or at least keefe is human

and he still lives with cassius, but gisela effed off

and its bad 

like cassius is still the emotionally abusive jerk he was before, but throw in some neglect and misplaced blame

so yeah anyways, keefe sometimes doesnt leave his room for days, and sometimes he just stays in the dark

so when he sees a human-like shadow form he just assmes hes been in the dark for too long and his eyes are playing tricks on him

anyways, he starts talking to it, because he coul really use a friend and its not like he can go out to see sophie, or the vackers, or dex

so he vents

he doesnt go in the details because he doesnt want to think about it in depth

but it feels g o o d to let it all out

and so whenever he has a bad day, he turns off the lights and looks at the corner of the room where the shadowman is until he appears

it becomes sort of an habit

he will start talking to the shaddow man even when nothing special has happened, just to tell him about this prank he pulled, or about the thing fitz has done or smth

he doesnt talk about the shadowman to his friends tho

they would think hes crazy

he wonders at which point the shadowman has becom a he and not an it

one time, he went out to get groceries and his dad forgot about him

locked him out

so hes stuck in the garden with three galons of milk and a kilo of tomatoes and two lemons and the rest

and he doesnt even know why but  thats the last straw

its not like his dad hasnt pulled shit like that before

but he just snaps because this time he cant evven go to his room and talk to the shadowman, because they hadnt even needeed the ggroceries but his dad made him go get them anyways

and when he stops crying and yelling at the world, he spots the shadow man in the corner of his eye, and thats when he thinks hes finally gone crazy, because he could have sworn he had talked

“i can hurt him if you want”

keefe freezes 

the shadowmans voice wasnt like anything hed ever heard

it wasnt distorted, or unnaturally deep, it was just a boy’s voice, but somehow, it didnt feel that way

either hes gone crazy or he had been talking to a minster about his problems for months

apparently the shadow man thinks his face is because of the suggestion he made, and not because he made a suggestion

“or make him dissapear. or just spook him”

keefe keeps staring at him for a few minutes

“are you real ?”

“what do you mean?”

“are you a real thing or am i just going crazy ? have you been listening to me all these months ?”

“what do you mean ? of course i was ! you started talking to me”

they stare at each other for a few seconds

and then keefe errupts in laughter because a monster just offered him to “spook” his dad because they considered them friends

not tht they werent 

it was a nice surprise to know you hadnt veen venting to the wind and something (someone ?) had been listening

keefe feels a bit less lonely when he falls asleep in his gerden

from that point on, their conversations are a bit less one sided, even if Shadowman, (or tam, thats his name, he told keefe) stays quiet most of the time

they get closer, as ones do when they are both sharing

at one point, when they are already heads over heels for each other, keefe brushes tams face, trying to cup his cheek

but in the dark its hard to evaluate the height difference so he ends up touching his bangs

that how they become silver

tam grunts that its gonna make his cryptid job harder, and keefe teases him relentlessly for them

they dont tell anyone, and keefes friends arent pushy

tam has a way of making himslef know tho

keefe doesnt know, and when he finds out, its one of the best laughs hes ever had

tam just stands in the middle of his friend’s room at night and because hes a whole emo, quetly hums mcr songs

keefe was surprised when sophie called him in the middle whispering about how her house was haunted by a ghost or a demo, and they had to get an exorcism right now keefe !!

as soon as he explains it to her, she accepts it, bc she has herself been talking to the lady in the water andshesverycute

fitz is the most chill about it

he just accepts that the weird shadowman is part of his life now

“oh i didnt know you were maried man” he says when he sees a ring on tams finger “my best bro has gotten engaged yesterday too

biana was weirded out at first, but they bond over marina and the diamonds

dex wants to test him