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bi-bats · 23 days

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*twirling my hair and smiling cutely* heyyyyy bestie ive got ask game questions for you ☺️ xoxo

7, 14, 15, 28, 30, 33, 39, 40 please 💕

*twirling my hair and smiling cutely* BEAN I'M GONNA FIGHT YOU SOME OF THESE ARE REALLY REALLY HARD!!! I STILL LOVE YOU BUT DAMN YOU CAME FOR ME

7. Your favourite ao3 tag.

Hurt/comfort, according to my bookmarks!

14. Write and share the first sentence of a new fic. Just that.

Tim will not bleed out before he gets to Jason's door. Or before that, for that matter.

15. What's your favourite plotless fic you have written?

Maybe, Finally for SURE. There are zero plot points, I really just wanted to write Kon and Bart's first kiss.

28. Any writing advice that works for you and you feel like sharing?

Stop trying to create art in a vacuum! The longer I sit with an idea, the more I hate it, and the less likely I am to keep going with it. Share your art. With friends, online, in writing groups, whatever. This isn't to say that you can't make anything for you; plenty of my writing is just for me and won't see the light of day, because the point of writing it wasn't to make a story. But if you have a story you love or an idea you love, and it's starting to feel boring and bland to you or you finished a piece and just don't love it, find a soundboard.

30. Describe a fic that almost happened, but then it didn't.

Reverse Robins JayTim where Tim is Red Hood and Jason is Batman 😭

33. Give your writing a compliment.

This should not be the hardest question, but it was. I've really, really been struggling with my writing recently. It's just not what I want it to be whenever I put words on the page and I don't know why and daflsjdjfksldj I'm SO frustrated about it

That said: I think that the passion I have for writing really shows in my work.

39. Wildest AU scenario you have written?

I was between a few of these before I realized that the wildest scenario is actually the one where neither Tim nor Jason can die and so they stay in a really really toxic relationship because they don't have to worry about getting each other killed and the only time they know they were ever alive in the first place is when they're dying at each other's hands :))

40. Write a 9-word fic.

Blood pooled around Damian's blade. "I'd never hurt you."

Thank you for the ask anyways, I GUESS.

(just kidding, it was super fun and ily 💚💚💚)

askmaker askmaker make me an ask

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bi-bats · 26 days

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moss, royalty, choccy milk, slime, spicy mayo. xoxo 💕

AWWWW UNO REVERSING YOU 💚💚💚💚💚💚💚

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bi-bats · 10 months

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for the get to know the author asks!!! 3, 6, 11, 18, 23, 25. i know thats a lot so feel free to pick and choose haha

p.s. i am LOVING your jaytim week works!! ive gushed in the comments but i really am having a blast reading everything that youve shared so far <3

ASLKDJFALSDKJ omg thank you!!! I'm so flattered that you want to know that much about me actually, cause I never shut the fuck up so this is going to be long 😂 And thank you SO much abt the jaytimweek fics!!! I worked so hard on them 😭 also!!! what's your ao3 username? I usually recognize my serial commenters (and as you probably know sometimes have full conversations with them) so let me know which one is you, if you're comfortable!!

Also, I answered all of these so I'm putting it under a read more because it is. So much lmaoooo

3) what order do you write in? front of book to back? chronological? favorite scenes first? something else?

I write favorite scenes first- usually there's an idea that gets stuck in my head or a bit of dialogue and that hits the page first. Then that spirals into other thoughts I have to write down, until I have something that actually resembles a plot and has the beginning and the climax of the story. (For Know yourself it was chapter 1, then a scene from chapter 8, then the scene where they finally get together, then the scene where they fall asleep watching star trek for the first time, then a bunch of scenes I ended up having to cut. For Rooftops and Bookshops, it was chapter 1, then them getting together, then the scene in the breakroom, then the scene where Tim gets drunk.)

Then for a longfic I take my plot to the corkboard™️ and sort it out, and then I start writing in order. Usually, I end up completely rewriting the scenes I wrote beforehand as I go along, and sometimes I end up replotting the whole thing. Then I work on it chapter by chapter until I get to the end, but I usually along the way I keep writing scenes for future chapters when inspiration hits!

6) something you would go back and change in your writing that it’s too late/complicated to change now?

Honestly? All of rooftops & bookshops. I would rewrite the entire thing and change absolutely none of the plot or dialogue. It's just... the rest of the writing. God. It seems so rushed to me now? something something I've improved as a writer, but like. I would rewrite it if that wasn't so much work. And also, whenever I say that I hate it people rage at me, so. fine. I guess it stays. 🙄

11) what aspect of your writing do you think has most improved since you started writing?

Actually, plotting. I've been writing since I was in the third grade, and it took me FOREVER to realize that the reason I never finished anything was because nothing had a plot. Like, within the last 4 or 5 years I bought a book called Plot & Structure by James Scott Bell after listening to a writing podcast (No Write Way with VE Schwab) where Marie Lu (I think) recommended it, and suddenly, it wasn't just that I could write, it was that I couldn't stop writing.

18) were there any works you read that affected you so much that it influenced your writing style? what were they?

Oh I get to talk about actual books!!! akdfalskdjfkj YES!!

Vicious by V.E. Schwab and the Echo Wife by Sarah Gailey, but honestly anything by either of them is amazing. The way both of them write is just so. SO. ASLKDFALSKDJ. For me, they both scratch the itch for sci-fi and characters that are incredibly fucked up but justified and logical and their prose is just perfect, especially when it comes to lines that just fucking slap. Sincerely, I don't have any fic recs for this one. Just book recs lmaooo

23) any obscure life experiences that you feel have helped your writing?

LMAOOOO okay so specifically when it comes to writing in this fandom, I have a lot of life experiences that have helped me write what I write, especially when it comes to writing Tim. Some of them are not so fun (<- overachiever perfectionist who thinks they need to do everything by themselves), but some of them are funny so we'll talk about those.

I have a coffee problem. Like, I know off the top of my head that the FDA recommends that a healthy adult doesn't ingest more than 400 mg of caffeine a day (I try not to ingest more than 384 mg a day), and you would overdose around 1200 mg of caffeine a day. I use this fact at least once a month when someone expresses concern about my caffeine intake, and I did not have to google that, just ask my girlfriend 😂

Also, I have severe insomnia, which predates the coffee problem. Usually, I average 5-6 hours of sleep on a good night, but I can go about 5 days straight getting between 2-4 hours of sleep before I have to do a night with at least 6 hours. I am intimately familiar with what running on that little sleep looks like. I once was not able to sleep for 4 days! So also, I know what that looks like! I have gone over 40 hours without sleep within the past four months! It just. happens. Like, at some point in the night the calculation stops being "how much sleep am I going to get if I fall asleep right now" and starts being "if I do sleep, will I be more tired than if I just don't?"

And it is such a useful reference when it comes to writing any of the bats, but especially Tim 😂

That also helps because in the time I am not sleeping, I am usually reading or writing. I'm a huge reader and that really has helped me. There's that one quote that's like "a person can be an expert in any field if they put 10,00 hours into studying it", and I have put in my 10k hours. If you write, reading is basically a part of the job.

25) copy/paste a few sentences or a short paragraph that you’re particularly proud of

YES YES YES OKAY SORRY THEY'RE ALL BUMMERS BUT I'M SO PROUD OF THESE BITS. THE FIRST ONE ISN'T IN ANYTHING AS OF RIGHT NOW, THE SECOND ONE IS IN MY JAYTIMWEEK PIECE FROM TODAY, AND THE REST ARE FROM KNOW YOURSELF!!

Tim was his own worst critic. It was just self-defense, something he’d picked up while he was learning how to stay alive. He’d learned how to slip binds, and how to take a hit, and how to be so harsh on himself that whenever someone found a new hurtful thing to say to him, it was the second time he’d ever heard it, because he’d already thought of it first.

But the strangest thing is how everyone believes Jason anyways. Just like that. Then again, Dick is backing him up, so of course they believe him. Everyone believes Goldie, all of the time. He just flashes that gorgeous smile like a fucking master key, and Jason’s always been a tiny bit jealous that everyone else turned out so goddamn endearing.

But apparently, his body had been hiding that instinct somewhere: Jason’s angry. Defend yourself.

He’d done what he did best: tried to freeze over his white-hot anger, and still managed to be surprised when the ice cracked and steam shot out.

Now he knew Tim wasn’t just some kid who slipped into his life like it was a suit that fit him better.

This was what he did. He wrecked things. He couldn’t be trusted with anything delicate or valuable, because he’d crush it in his clumsy, blood-stained hands.

This was so much fun!!! Thank you for popping into my inbox and giving me a chance to ramble for a while, I had such a blast!!!

#🫘 this-was-a-terrible-idea #batsasks #bibatrambles #ASKDFLKJ SORRY THIS GOT SO LONG ALSO #I HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT!!!#AND IT WASN'T JUST INSANE RAMBLING AT 3 AM!!!

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bi-bats · 1 year

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for the weirdly specific asks! if youre still open to it. number 10 and number 15 please!

Still open to it!!

10- do you ask for apple or orange juice on a plane?

If I have to have one of the two, I'd go with apple. Personally, I'm a weirdo and I like to get bloody mary mix (no vodka in it, just the tomato juice and seasoning), which is a thing I only enjoy on planes? It just tastes better!

15- rank the methods of death: freezing, burning, drowning

okay this is a morbid answer to a morbid question, but I did a complex analysis of the pros and cons of each whilst weighing in factors such as amount of pain and length of time spent suffering, and I've concluded that drowning is the quickest but burning hurts the most. So, final answer: drowning, then freezing, then burning, in order of best to worst.

Thanks for the ask bestie!!!

#🫘 this-was-a-terrible-idea #<- you get a bestie tag!#thanks for the ask 💕#batsasks #bibatrambles

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bi-bats · 2 months

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heyyy bestie~ heres some ask game emojis!

🎵🐰🙃🧡🦖🌿

Hello bestieeee!! Thank you for the ask beanloved 💖

🎵 Last song you listened to?

That would be Devil with a Heart of Iron by Johnathan Young. It is a song about my beautiful wife, Karlach.

Also it slaps. It straight fucks. I listened to it 9 times in a row yesterday.

🐰 What do you think says the most about a person?

Idk if I have an answer to this one. It sort of assumes that a person is always one thing at their core.

Actually, I guess I'd say whether or not they think change and growth is something you stop needing to do.

🙃 what's a weird fact that you know?

Isaac Newton invented the cat door!

🧡 a color you can't stand

I dont think i have one of those either?

🦖favorite extinct animal

Yeah sabre tooth tiger ig

🌿 Describe your favorite outfit

Oh uh. Huh two ways of doing this ig so current favorite outfit (my go to everyday wear): black joggers, black crop top, navy blue crewneck (it just say college, stolen from Jay) and my signature black denim jacket

Favorite outfit (fancy and don't wear normally): club fitttt! Joggers with a hip chain, chain harness that looks like ribs, sleeveless red mockneck crop top

You have seen me in both of these outfits so it can't be a surprise 😂

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bi-bats · 9 months

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oh? the couch? 👀

I actually posted a snippet of it once here!! Instead of giving you the premise, I'm going to give you a longer snippet! This chunk happens before the one I linked above (the one that was for word game wednesday):

“Well fortunately for me, you don’t want me dead anymore,” Tim smirked, and Jason twitched a little, letting out a laugh that was a little strained. He thought it was fair, considering how often Jason made other people make the same face when he joked about his death. While Jason got his face under control, Tim turned, sliding his toes out from under Jason’s thigh and dropping his feet to the floor, leaning his head back on Jason’s arm as he sipped at his coffee. The thing was, Jason had been… touchy. When they were alone. They seemed to be alone together more frequently than they used to be, too, and something about that always made Tim feel warm. The touching wasn’t anything that pushed boundaries, just sitting a little closer together than they would have before, ruffles of his hair, occasional shows of physical affection, but it was enough for him to notice the difference. He dismissed the idea that Jason was interested every time he suspected it, though. Tim was biased, he wanted it to be true, and it wasn’t like he’d never seen Jason like this with anyone. He’d seen Kori throw her arm around him while they ate, Roy fall asleep on his shoulder. He’d seen Jason lay his head in Donna’s lap, seen him fully cuddling with Kyle once or twice, though Tim sort of suspected they used to have something more than friendship. The point was, Jason was just like this with his friends. It still made that pleased thing lounge in his gut that Jason was like that with him, too. And when Tim laid his head back on Jason’s arm, he dropped it around Tim’s shoulder, pulling him against his side so he could pillow his head on his chest. “Seriously, Tim. You gotta get more sleep, or if you’re not gonna do that, at least be more careful where you crash.” “Where’d I crash?” “An apartment rooftop. With roof access.” Jason frowned down at him, and Tim looked into his coffee. “It could’ve been bad, little bird.” That was the other new thing. The nicknames. Tim found he didn’t mind little bird as much. Little red made him feel like Jason’s kid brother, like he was trying to imitate him and falling short of the mark. Little bird made him feel… precious. Like he was something Jason valued. Something he wanted to keep safe. “Oh, that one’s fine?” Jason asked. “It’s better,” Tim agreed. “Sorry for making you peel me off a rooftop. I was being reckless.” “Don’t beat yourself up about it, you didn’t make me do anything. Just be more careful.” “Aw, are you worried about me?” Tim tried to tease, peeking up at Jason’s face, waiting for him to blush and deny it the way he usually did. It always felt good to see that dusting of pink across his freckled cheeks, because that was how Tim knew he was lying. But instead, Jason looked down at him, his blue-green eyes unusually sincere. “Wouldn’t you be worried if you found me passed out on a rooftop?”

I'm not working on this one super actively atm, but it does have a cute little plot and would probably be a one-shot. I'd guess maybe 20k words or less? (Then again, I'm terrible at predicting the length of my pieces so take that with a grain of salt lmao)

Anyways, hope you enjoyed and thanks for the ask as always bestie!!!! 💖💖💖💖💖

#tag games #batwrites #batsasks #🫘 this was a terrible idea #wip #jaytim

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bi-bats · 6 months

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omg!! trick or treat!!! maybe a deleted line, or something you are researching?

BEAN hey whats up hello bestie!!!

I'm now committed to giving out full sized candy bars 😂 especially since the only fic I have with deleted scenes and lines is... Know Yourself.

So here you go, a Know Yourself deleted scene from before I changed the plot!! I think this is actually from before I even started posting the fic actually but anyways. Here you go!

“Am I interrupting something?” Roy asked from the doorway, and Tim flinched away from him. Jason unfroze, leaning back and rolling his eyes. “Tim thinks I’m jealous of Jay.” “Oh, he finally noticed?” Roy gave Jason a shit-eating grin. Jason caught the look of surprise on Tim’s face before it settled into something smug. He ignored Jason’s spluttered denials and walked away, Roy stepping aside to let him pass into the apartment. “Roy!” Jason scolded, unable to produce anything witty. “What? You are.” Roy shrugged and stopped waiting for Jason to follow. Jason thought very hard about disappearing. He didn’t really need any of the things in the apartment. He could just go. That felt too much like letting them win, though, so he let out a frustrated huff and went inside.

Also I'm supposed to be researching the canon way that Bruce gets out of the time stream but I haven't really been on top of finding the issues 😂 if anyone happens to know and feels like replying with that, please let me know!!

Anyways always a pleasure to see you in my ask box bestie thank you thank you thank you ily!! 💖💖💖

#know yourself #jaytim #jaytimfic #deleted scene #batsasks #🫘 this was a terrible idea #batwrites #enjoy this when you wake up Bean

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bi-bats · 7 days

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also can i ask about that damn cat polyfic please 🥺👉👈💕

Yeah!!! It's actually an idea that @cheetahleopard has that ai said I could write a bit of forever ago that totally got buried in the pile of my WIPs 😂 anyways I don't want to reveal too much since it's not only my idea (also I would love to return to it eventually if that's still okay!!) but it's a jaytimkon fic where Jason adopts a cat and that brings the three of them together. Here's a snippet I wrote for it:

“I don’t remember inviting you over,” Jason teases, walking towards the couch. Tim doesn’t look back at him, he just mumbles “Sorry.” It’s pathetically quiet, and it makes Jason feel a little off, like he’d made a misstep. “I was joking." Tim doesn’t answer. When Jason makes it over to him, he finds Scott curled up on Tim’s legs, motor purr going. He’s never seen him in Tim’s lap before, and he wants to make a teasing comment about him stealing Scott from him, but Tim didn’t seem up for teasing. His eyes are locked on the cat, his jaw set tight as he trails his long, thin fingers over its fur. “Are you okay?” Tim stiffens at the question, his fingers stilling between the cat’s ears. Scott turns his head and blinks up at Tim, nudging his hand to try and get him to continue. “Sorry, I can go.” Tim shifts like he’s going to move, but Scott is dead weight in his lap, and he doesn’t seem to want to disturb him. “Don’t,” Jason tells him before he can try to leave again. Tim looks up at him and god, he looks exhausted. His eyes have thick bags under them and they’re a little vacant. His hair looks flat and is tousled like he’s been running his fingers through it. “What happened?” Jason asks, because Tim didn’t actually answer him. “I just wanted to see Scott. I didn’t think you’d mind, sorry-” “Stop apologizing. I don’t mind. I just-” Jason stops there, because are he and Tim at the point where he can tell him he wants to know if he’s okay? “You look like shit," Jason says instead. "Have you had dinner?”

thanks for the ask!!! Again!!!

send me an ask about one of my WIPs!

#batsasks #bibatrambles #🫘 this was a terrible idea #jaytimkon

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bi-bats · 9 months

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iiiiif youre interested in sharing more i would also love to know more about Ghosts of Gotham!

I was HOPING SOMEONE WOULD ASK ABOUT THIS ONE HELL YEAH

Okay SO I haven't gotten a chance to talk about this one at all but basically it's an AU where Jason and Tim can't die.

TW for suicidal behavior before I get into it.

This one is going to be DARK. Jason can't die and he thinks it's because of the Lazarus pit, until Titans Tower. In this AU, he kills Tim in the tower.

And then he finds out Tim is still alive. Neither of them talk about it, and Jason starts to think that maybe it was just a coincidence?

Until Battle for the Cowl, when he kills Tim again and finds out Tim really can't die. Tim only realizes he can't die after this, on his Brucequest.

After things from that settle, Jason is on some case and Tim is on the same case, and as Jason is about to kill someone Tim needs alive, he throws himself in front of the bullet. It kills him.

Except it doesn't. They are both deeply psychologically unwell in this one, and have been occasionally causing their own deaths when they start to question whether or not they're really alive, because they've felt themselves die before. On top of that, rumors have been circulating about them essentially being ghosts or phantoms because people have seen them die and death doesn't stick and sometimes they start to believe it, thus Ghosts of Gotham.

They also are the only people who understand each other, so they end up leaning on each other in those moments and eventually end up sleeping together because they need the other one to know they're real. Something something dying is the only way they know they were alive in the first place.

Ugh its gonna be so messed up, akin to the way You Hear His Voice Once and Know It Again was! I hope you enjoy it when I get around to writing it 💕

Thank you for sending me another ask Bean!!! I'm currently answering this from the breakroom at work so for anyone who requested more about another WIP, I'm going to get to those sometime tonight probably!! 💕💕💕

#🫘 this was a terrible idea #batsasks #jaytim #tag games #tw suicidal ideation #tw suicide #tw suicidal thoughts #all on the characters behalves

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bi-bats · 6 months

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21 and konbart for the prompt meme?

hehehe for the record, this length qualifies as a drabble to me bc I cannot be brief. so 1800 words is totally a drabble, okay? anyways. if you haven't already, feel free to send me a pairing and a prompt from this list!! I'll be working through them over the next few days, and if I especially like any of them I'll probably post them on ao3 too! alright, here we go!

“Hang on,” Kon says.

“Hang on? I’m getting soaked!” Bart whines, tugging at Kon’s sleeve, trying to duck under his arm for some cover from the rain. His shirt is sticking to his back, his pants are sticking to his ankles, and he wants to peel all of it off. He wants to be somewhere dry and cozy, preferably with Kon warming him up.

“Just give me a minute, I want to feel the rain.”

“We’re in the middle of a thunderstorm, and you want to stop and feel the rain? We’re standing in the middle of a field! That is exactly what you’re not supposed to do!”

“Bart, you can outrun lightning, and it won’t do anything to me. Come on, just—gimme a minute.”

Bart throws a glance back at the hayloft, thinking about how dry and cozy it is up there. He’s been trying to drag Kon there all afternoon, but he does have to get through his chores for Ma.

Bart isn’t going to cross Ma. The thought terrifies him.

Plus, he wants pie later.

But now is the perfect time! It’s not like they can do any chores with the rain soaking the field and the storm freaking out the animals and—

“Bart.”

Kon’s voice breaks through the pattering thud of the rain on the dirt, dragging Bart’s attention away from the hayloft.

He looks back at Kon—up at Kon. His bright blue eyes stand out against the black of his shirt, the gray of the sky, the pale color of the wheat in the field.

A drop of water rolls down Kon’s forehead, between his brows, dripping down the side of his nose.

Kon raises a brow, and Bart realizes he hasn’t responded yet, he’s just been watching that drop of water roll down Kon’s face like an idiot. His face burns red, and he can feel heat creeping down the back of his neck, cooled by the water pouring down it.

“Yeah?” Bart finally answers, his breath hitching, his voice a little too high.

Kon reaches a hand for the strand of hair sticking to Bart’s forehead, so slowly that Bart doesn’t even need to slow it down.

He does anyways, pulling out the possibility. The maybe of it has been between them for so long, so many moments that whisper maybe, so many looks that say maybe, so many touches that scream maybe.

Bart loves to pull out the maybe, to stretch it into something that could be yes before it turns out to be a no, like always.

Kon’s hand touches down on his skin, warm, disrupting the water clinging to him. The strand of hair tickles as it slides lazily across his forehead, and Bart locks his eyes on Kon’s, trying not to blink so it doesn’t give his speed away.

“Just feel it,” Kon says, and Bart’s heart stutters in his chest before beginning to pound, because Bart understood him.

Bart’s face burns hotter at being caught, but Kon’s hand doesn’t speed up. The corner of his mouth is tugging up like there’s a secret tucked into the corner, something just for the two of them.

Normally, Bart hates being told to slow down. It always feels like a callout, like something he’s doing wrong. Like he isn’t already trying.

But Kon doesn’t make him feel like that, not right now. It’s not like he thinks Bart is doing something wrong, it’s like he’s trying to show him something. Like he’s telling him a secret.

Bart listens.

His shirt still clings to his skin, his pants still cling to his ankles, the water is still cold on his skin—

But he notices the whisper of wind, gentle at this speed. The warmth of the air contrasting with the coolness of the water on him. The smell of wet grass and mud and ozone and summer, the way the air is thick when he breathes it in.

The slow track of Kon’s fingers against his scalp. The nail of his thumb grazes the tip of Bart’s ear as he tucks the piece of hair behind it, his fingers lingering on Bart for what feels like twenty seconds, but is probably three.

Kiss me, Bart thinks as Kon’s fingers free the strand of hair.

Kiss me, Bart thinks as the clouds behind Kon begin to glow in the distance, light spreading across them.

Kiss me, Bart thinks as he stares at the vivid blue of Kon’s eyes, like those poppies in the Himalayas or that lagoon in Jamaica or those dart frogs in South America or any other number of things he’s run past and never thought this hard about.

Kiss me. Kiss me kiss me kiss me kissmekissmekissmekissme—

It tumbles out of Bart’s mouth faster than he can stop it, even at his max speed.

“Kiss me,” he says.

Fuck.

The lightning strikes behind Kon, flashing suddenly, a rumble of thunder so loud it feels like it’s shaking the ground, so loud he can feel it in his chest, but not quite loud enough to cover the sound of blood rushing in his ears. And probably not loud enough to keep the pounding of his own heart from hitting Kon’s.

The one thing about having superspeed is that Bart can slow time down (almost) as much as he wants, but there’s nothing he can do to make it pass quicker.

Maybe Kon didn’t hear, he thinks in the excruciating moment that Kon doesn’t answer. Maybe Kon doesn’t want to kiss him, and is trying to think of how to let him down gently. Maybe Kon is going to tell him he would never do that. Maybe Kon is going to laugh at him, god, that would be embarrassing, but look at him, he looks like he stepped out of a Greek myth, all muscles and golden skin and perfectly carved features. Maybe Bart just fucking ruined their friendship, because he’s been making up all of these maybes that were never actually anything in the first place, and now he’s fucked it all up beyond repair—

Kon’s fingers sink into the hair behind his ear, tickling the skin of his scalp, making a barely there tingle slide down his spine. Not quite enough to make him shiver, but enough to make his back straighten.

Before he can think of another maybe, that secret in the corner of Kon’s mouth gives itself away, pulling into that one wide smile that makes a dimple form on his left cheek. His eyes sparkle, and another flash lights the sky up behind them, another rumble of thunder rolls through the air, and Bart doesn’t wait to hear what he has to say.

He crashes his mouth to Kon’s, thinking finally. Finally, he knows what Kon’s hand feels like clamping down on his waist. Finally, he knows the exact temperature of Kon’s lips, how soft they feel against his. Finally, he knows what it sounds like when Kon takes a sharp breath of air in against his skin.

Finally, he can stop thinking maybe.

Bart kisses him like he’s been trying not to do this for years, and honestly, he has been trying not to do this for years, and Kon kisses him back the same way.

The slide of Kon’s fingers into Bart’s hair whispers finally.

The urgent press of Kon’s lips says finally.

The way he hauls Bart closer screams finally.

They kiss until their hands are sliding off of each other from the water, from trying to get closer.

Also, until there’s another flash of lightning that was maybe a little too close to them.

Bart flinches away, his head whipping to the side to see if they were actually in any danger of getting struck by lightning. Being able to outrun it is only helpful if you’re paying attention.

“Okay, I think I should maybe bring up the whole field and lightning thing again,” Bart says, his eyes flickering back to Kon’s.

Kon’s mouth is slightly open, his breathing still heavy. His lips are puffy and red, and his eyes are wide, his brows high—

“I thought… I thought maybe I was making it up,” Kon says.

The laugh that falls out of Bart’s mouth is a little breathless, and he tightens his arms around Kon’s neck, letting his palm lay flat between his shoulder blades.

“You weren’t.”

The laugh Kon lets back out at him is just as breathless, just as relieved. It tickles across the water on Bart’s skin, which reminds him that actually, he would very much like to be out of the water.

“You were right about the storm,” Bart says, and suddenly Kon gets that look in his eye that he always gets before he’s about to start bragging. “I get it, but I am freezing out here.”

Bart shivers for effect, and the look slides out of Kon’s eyes, replaced with concern. It’s sweet, how Kon always gets worried about Bart and cold.

“Let’s get you dried off and warmed up,” Kon says. There isn’t a hint of anything in the tone, but Bart decides there should be, and a little smirk pulls at the corner of his mouth.

“I didn’t mean like that, Imp.”

“You sure? ‘Cause you didn’t actually kiss me.”

Bart means to be teasing him, means to be making a little joke out of it, but there’s a split second of panic, one last moment of maybe—

And then Kon leans in and presses his lips to Bart’s.

It’s slower this time, easier, like there’s no big rush. Like they’re going to do this again and again and again, in the hayloft in two minutes and before they tug the covers of Kon’s bed over them tonight and when they wake up in the tower in two weeks. Over coffee and after dinners and during movies and before battles. Whenever they want, actually.

Thunder cracks through the air around them, the loudest of it so far, and the wind picks up so much that Bart has to lean against Kon to brace himself, but of course, it doesn’t move Kon because he’s too solid. The immovable object to Bart’s unstoppable force or whatever.

“Okay, inside,” Kon decides. A mischievous little grin pulls at his mouth in the second before he grabs Bart around the waist and tosses him over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

Kon laughs at him as he starts towards the hayloft, letting Bart flail and kick his legs and giggle breathlessly into Kon’s shoulder blade. Even with all the water soaking them both, Kon never loses his grip.

After they’re both curled up in the hayloft, dried out by Kon’s TTK and a few laps at superspeed, Bart listens to the rain against the roof and the muffled thunder and Kon’s heartbeat under his ear.

He thinks he understands why people love thunderstorms so much.

#batwrites #batsasks #🫘 this was a terrible idea

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just barely holding back from sending you the entire list lmaooo. once again, feel free to pick and choose

1, 3, 5, 15, 24, 37, 42, 54, 77, 85, 100, 129, 131

Bean, my beloved. Hello dear thank you for always coming through 💖

A book that is close to your heart

Vicious by V.E. Schwab. If I had to pick a favorite book, it's probably this one. My original copy of this book is SO fucked up lmaoo

3. A stand-alone that you wish was a part of a series

OH Wilder Girls by Rory Power. What a phenomenal fucking book. It had an open ending that left me satisfied, but also really thinking about what was going to happen and wishing that I knew. I still think about this book and I read it like... four years ago?

5. Something in fiction that reads like poetry

THIS IS HOW YOU LOSE THE TIME WAR BY AMAL EL-MOHTAR AND MAX GLADSTONE HOLY SHIT HOLY FUCK I FUCKING LOVE THIS BOOK AND I HAVE FOR A LONG TIME AND ITS ONE OF THE MOST BEAUTIFUL BOOKS I'VE EVER READ I'M ABOUT TO READ IT FOR A FOURTH AND PROBABLY FIFTH TIME

15. A book rec you really enjoyed

The Watchmaker of Filigree Street by Natasha Pulley!! This book has something for literally everyone, I'm actually in the process of re-reading it because I didn't know it was a part of a series when I first read it and my therapist keeps telling me that the way that she puts the overall plot of the series together is one of the most interesting things he's ever read

24. A book on your nightstand

The Cabinet by Un-Su Kim, The Stepford Wives by Ira Levin, The Martian by Andy Weir, Vicious by VE Schwab, I'll stop there because I'm not typing out like 20 titles for this and I wish I was joking

37. Your favorite heist book

I'm actually not entirely sure that this counts, but Anxious People by Frederick Backman. I have a bunch of heist books that I want to read, but I haven't gotten around to yet. This is one of my all time favorite recs though! I love Frederick Backman fr he's such a great author

42. A book that made you want to scream by the time you got to the end

Lost Boy by Christina Henry oh my god. Ohhhh my god. Oh my sweet lord. Everything by Christina Henry is phenomenal, but this one in particular fucked me up. This was one of those books that leaves you feeling raw and hollow at the end. It will stomp on you. It will shred your heart. It will be worth it.

54. A book with the best opening line

Poison for Breakfast by Lemony Snicket. The opening line is literally "This morning I ate poison for breakfast." Full disclosure, if you go into that book expecting a full plot, you won't enjoy it as much. It's really a very wandery story without much plot, but I had a good time and normally I hate stuff like that. There's just something that's really so lovely about Lemony Snicket's way of writing though. Also, the audiobook is narrated by Patrick Warburton my beloved

77. A book so useless that you could use it as a coaster

Those We Drown by Amy Goldsmith. This is the only book I've ever given a zero star rating to. I've never read fanfiction as bad as this book. This is comparable to my wattpad writing when I was 12. Maybe worse. I wouldn't even use it as a coaster, because I returned it.

85. Your favorite book about magical realism

Right now it's probably Even Though We Knew The End by C.L. Polk. This book was so beautiful, and so quick, and the vibes of it were absolutely impeccable. It's a queer, noir, magical realism murder mystery. It was also slightly devastating, but in a really beautiful, hopeful, satisfying way.

100. Your favorite gothic novel

We Have Always Lived in the Castle by Shirley Jackson. This is one of my favorite books of all time, and it's definitely my favorite haunted house story of all time! The plot is just phenomenal and Shirley Jackson is SO incredible. Also it's far superior to The Haunting of Hill House (which she also wrote)

129. A book with beautiful prose

Gallant by V.E. Schwab. She couldn't just have one book on this list. She's my favorite author by FAR. I just. kdfharughu. I don't know how she does it. There are always SO many banger lines in her books. The way she writes is just so. SO. Idk man. If you like my stuff, read her stuff, she's such a huge inspiration to me.

131. Recommend any book you like!

A Psalm for the Wild Built by Becky Chambers OR The Echo Wife by Sarah Gailey. Literally any book by either of them is phenomenal, but those are two of my favorites! They do have VASTLY different vibes though. A psalm for the wild built is like. a solar-punk utopian book about happiness and existence and success not being defined externally. And the echo wife is like. a sci-fi character study of two (three?) horribly fucked up people and also murder and also becoming the thing you fear the most and losing your humanity and rguahrgur. They're both amazing books though!

book rec ask game

#batsasks #book recs #bibatrambles #🫘 this was a terrible idea #thanks for the ask bestieeee!!!!#for context I've read every one of these and some of them i've read more than once #except for the ones on my nightstand #i'm currently reading those

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🤓 u know why im here haha. 14, 17, 19, 27, 29 please 💕

Bean, hello!!!! Enjoy this food while you get your food lol 💖

14. If you could see one of your fics adapted into a visual medium, such as comic or film, which fan fic would you pick?

Okay. I know I've shit all over Rooftops & Bookshops, but I was able to picture so many of the scenes in that fic SO vividly and clearly, I think I would have to pick that for a film. Specifically, I'm thinking of the scene in the breakroom. That would just be SO funny. And also some of the writing things that bother me now wouldn't be an issue on screen lol

OR I would say You Hear His Voice Once and You Know It Again as a comic. There are so many parts that I think would make really amazing panels rhgruaghr if anyone wants to make fanart for it they are more than welcome to!!!

17. What’s something you’ve learned about while doing research for a fic?

Ballroom dancing, which is funny because I actually barely used the research lmao it was for Too Wise to Woo Peaceably

19. Give us a small teaser from one of your WIPs.

oh boy uhhh okay here's a teaser from the jaytimkon piece!

“He didn’t do anything wrong,” Kon explains, because he knows it’s true. “Are you upset?” Jason asks it like he knows the answer, which of course he does. He’s a bat. “I guess.” “Did he say something that made you upset?” “Yes, but—” “—Just because he wasn’t trying to hurt you doesn’t that mean he didn’t.” Kon looks up as Jason takes a bite of his bun, then breathes out a little through his teeth like it was still too hot. “That doesn’t mean he should be shot?” Kon says hesitantly. “Step two is empty threats, sweetheart. If I wanted to shoot him, I wouldn’t have to steal bullets from B.” Kon’s cheeks burn. Sweetheart. He’s heard Jason use endearments for Tim before, Darlin’ and Baby and Gorgeous and Pretty Boy, and seriously how did Tim think Kon didn’t know they were fucking—but he’s never heard sweetheart come out of Jason’s mouth. His stomach is fluttering, warmth radiating through him, and he wants to giggle in a totally manly and not at all school-girly way, wants to tuck a lock of hair behind his ear and— “Don’t shoot him,” Kon says, a smile creeping out for the first time since this morning. Jason grins back, and his smile is fucking gorgeous.

27. Is there a fic you were nervous to post/share? Why?

Answered that one here!! Sorry 💖

29. Share a bit from a fic you’ll never post OR from a scene that was cut from an already posted fic. (If you don’t have either, just share a random fic idea you have that you don’t plan on getting to.)

alright FINE you can have a snippet from that Know Yourself scene where they were going to bake cookies for Barbara that I had to cut because it was too early to involve her and they weren't getting along this well yet

Tim shifted the groceries in his arms while they waited outside Barbara’s door, eyes flashing over as Jason reached up and tugged the helmet off. Tim forced his eyes back to the door. “You have flour in your hair.” “Hm?” Jason asked, tucking the helmet under his arm. “From the helmet.” Jason peeked inside the helmet, finding a small streak of flour across the inside. He made an irritated tut, trying to arrange his bag and the helmet so he could get a free hand. Tim sighed and turned to him, shifting the bag in his arms again. He reached up to do it himself, then stopped when Jason pulled back a little, eyes wide with surprise. Tim’s hand hovered in the air, and he raised an eyebrow, waiting for permission. Jason sighed, then leaned back in. “Go ahead.” Tim finished reaching for the streak of white that didn’t belong. He ran his fingers through it, shaking them slightly so that the flour would come out. Jason’s hair was softer than he thought it would be. Even though they were both still wearing their dominos, Tim could feel Jason’s eyes on him. He looked back, his hand slowing down. “Thanks,” Jason said, his voice was low and rough as it broke the silence, making something warm flare up in Tim’s gut.

thank you for the ask bestie!!! 💖💖💖💖

#🫘 this was a terrible idea #batsasks #batwrites #know yourself #bad days #i feel like I should tag Leo #I know you want to see the JayTimKon snippet lmaooo

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