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Tim Drake carefully balancing two boxes of assorted donuts when he opens his front door, and finding Jason on his couch, who is all, “Donuts? Score! But how’d you know I’d be here, Baby B??”
And Tim is like, “Ha. Ha ha. Yes, I knew you were here. Of course I wouldn’t eat all two dozen, specially picked donuts by myself. There’s like, four strawberry crullers, whatever. No big deal.”
I am beset by terrible and glorious prophecies (stories I have yet to write)
good things will happen 🧿
things that are meant to be will fall into place 🧿
THIS ONE FUCKING WORKS. REBLOG IT.
this for real fucking works
Apparently this one fuckin works, and who am I to argue with the collective agreement of tumblr. Will report back if good things happen.
It's my birthday today!
So go read my comic - HAYDEN’S NOTES is a magic realism mystery with horror elements, set in the fictional country in the first half of the 20th century. The comic’s told in the non-chronological order revolving around Hayden Carter, immortal (by accident) gray mage, pursuer of knowledge and a witty nuisance for everyone around.
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Summary:
“Minyard,” Wymack grunts, after a moment, once it’s become clear Andrew was not going to speak first.
“Coach,” Andrew returns, flatly. He looks bored, disinterested as usual. But Wymack knows him well enough to read the very slight tension in his jaw, the fractional drawing together of his eyebrows. But then it’s not as if Andrew would stop by unless there were some sort of emotional crisis driving him out of the dorm.
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Or, a night at Wymack's halfway house for Foxes in emotional crisis.
Summary:
“Minyard,” Wymack grunts, after a moment, once it’s become clear Andrew was not going to speak first.
“Coach,” Andrew returns, flatly. He looks bored, disinterested as usual. But Wymack knows him well enough to read the very slight tension in his jaw, the fractional drawing together of his eyebrows. But then it’s not as if Andrew would stop by unless there were some sort of emotional crisis driving him out of the dorm.
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Or, a night at Wymack's halfway house for Foxes in emotional crisis.
Summary:
“Minyard,” Wymack grunts, after a moment, once it’s become clear Andrew was not going to speak first.
“Coach,” Andrew returns, flatly. He looks bored, disinterested as usual. But Wymack knows him well enough to read the very slight tension in his jaw, the fractional drawing together of his eyebrows. But then it’s not as if Andrew would stop by unless there were some sort of emotional crisis driving him out of the dorm.
--
Or, a night at Wymack's halfway house for Foxes in emotional crisis.
Hello all! The world is a disaster and a lot of you are probably in self-isolation/quarantine. I wrote a short fic in the hope that it can provide brief entertainment or distraction from the Everything that is happening. Is the fic dumb? Yes! So is literally everything else at the moment!!
Please, stay safe. Keep others safe. Wash your goddamn hands.
Characters: Jason, Tim, Dick, Bruce (references to Alfred and Damian)
For teens and up, for coarse language and smoking themes.
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now on ao3!
(i also posted a few old fics I’d forgotten to cross post)
I have this thought where Jason and Bruce are talking about something that happened when they were Batman and Robin and chuckling about it and Tim is there, laughing too. And they’re like, ‘Oh, did you hear this story already?’
And Tim’s just smiling thinking, ‘these are OUR memories’.
Because he was there 😌
There's the thing in kids' shows/books/movies where the kids always know what's going on and what to do where the adults are idiots, and in most shows aimed at adults the only roles for kids are precocious-yet-loving protag's kid, smart-mouthed pain-in-the-ass, or victim of the crime-of-the-week, so I think it would be funny to have a story from the POV a hard-bitten middle-aged cop or detective who mostly does hard-bitten-middle-aged-protagonist things like drink a lot and complain about his exes, but he always runs into this team of five 13-year-old amateur detectives on his job, and they seem to be just as good at it as he is and it drives him a little crazier each time.
Tim Drake waking up every day in the 90s like, ‘time to be Robin. i’m not prepared but I’ll do it. :)’
Tim Drake every night he went out to photograph Batman and Robin, ‘me watching my essential nighttime stories :)’
more gentle Timmy D :)
“if money can’t buy happiness, how do you explain this? :)” and he points to his collection of Batman themed Happy Meals™️ toys.
