Oh, my cuties
Aaaaaand because I really wanted this, Child of Fae! Tim as…. well… as he actually looks in my head (you will have to read ahead, won’t you?) I’m not too sure about this piece either, midway on this one I got kinda dizzy so…I suck, I know.
Cuddles are my specialty.
Little birds ~
An attempt to keep me from chewing my own head off because I’m stuck on my porto ahhh
Been a while since I drew Tim and Kon :D
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talk about being cute enough to completely cute my grumpy DC feelings
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No smoking
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I love you~~~~
weeeeeeeeeeeeeh
Nightwing.Red Hood.Red Robin & Robin
pretty pretty boys
Everything about cat!lad is perfect.
Plot Bunny Up for Adoption!
So I had this story idea on the drive to work. A wonderful, horrible, beautiful, angsty story idea.
I was listening to Pictures of You by The Cure and thinking about how much of a Tim Drake song it is.
Except that this time as I listened I thought that no, this isn’t a song describing Tim Drake’s stalker tendancies. This is a song for someone else thinking about Tim Drake.
After he died.
So all that’s left is the pictures of Tim, the memories associated with those pictures and the obsession with what was lost.
I kept picturing Dick (or maybe grown-up Damian) looking obessively at the pictures of Tim, tracking his life from that skinny kid to Red Robin fierceness and then onwards into this pale fragile white ghost of a man because losing his spleen led to catching some incurable disease and Tim wasted away before everyone’s eyes.
And Dick (or maybe Damian) is just obsessed with all the points where he could have said or done something different. One little thing that would have kept Tim from going off after Bruce, from pulling away from the family, from hiding his illness until it was too late. If he (Dick or Damian, still not sure which, or maybe Bruce) had just… known the right words, the right way to connect with Tim then Tim would still be there.
;__;
And I gave myself sads on the way to work.
Now, I know better than to write this one. I’ll kill myself with the angst—I don’t do well writing really angsty stories—so I’m offering this one up to the queens of angst here.
If you want the plot bunny take it and write it and love it. I’ll love the story that comes from the bunny (especially if I don’t have to give myself crippling sad feels for a couple of weeks by writing it).
*pushes the bunny into everyone else’s laps*
Baby Bird: Bruce (Old DCU AU - Tim/Bruce in this part)
Heh, there’s nothing like writing smut to improve my mood. Not that it was terribly bad but hey, a blow job at work is a lovely thing. Hope everyone enjoys the new chapter!
Title: Baby Bird: Bruce
Author: me_ya_ri
Fandom: Pre-DCnU
Rating: NC-17
Configurations: Tim/Everybody
Warning: AU, Pre-DCnU, de-aged Tim, sexual activity with an apparently under-aged person (i.e. Tim doesn’t care that he’s 13 again, thank you very much), everyone is going to hell especially me, blow jobs under the desk, fantasies of underage sex, fantasies of blow jobs while non-consenting and non-aware people are present but not much else.
Word Count: Approx 1900 words
Summary: When Tim’s hit by a highly inconvenient de-aging spell he expects to forget everything he’s learned from age thirteen to twenty-one as he loses his adult body. Instead he remembers everything, skills, experiences, all of it, but his body is the one he had before starting Robin training. That’s annoying enough that Tim fully intends to hide out in his home until they find a way to reverse the spell but everyone around him has other ideas, ideas that Tim ought to resist on principle. But there’s nothing else that he can do right now, anyway, so why not indulge himself a little bit?
Previous Parts: Baby Bird | Damian
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