#tim: *basically adopts bruce from the dumpsters as his dad*

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Danny, de aged to like 4 and wondering around the alleys of Gotham after running away from his home dimension and his "responsibilities" as a superhero, "I need a parent. Like an actual parent who will care about me."

Just then, Red Robin lands on a pile of garbage bags and groans, knocked out. Danny smiles and yells up at the sky, "Thank you!"

Another bat makes it to the edge of the roof just in time to see Danny pulling Red Robin through a wall by his cape.

Later, when the bats track him down they try to take Tim back only for thier hands to go through him when they try to grab him. Danny, in all his little kid logic yells, "No! He's my dad now!" >:(

#dpxdc #fanfiction prompts #prompts #danny phantom #danny fenton #batman #tim drake #red robin #yum #tim: *basically adopts bruce from the dumpsters as his dad* #danny: *follows new family tradition*

[cleromancy]

i absolutely do not vibe at all with any red hood steph concept ive ever seen because fucking nobody engages with it in any depth its just 🤔🤔 steph is basically the same as jason right? people who dont like jason online say so so it must be true~

like i need you first of all to walk back several steps and understand two major things about utrh and stephanie brown here. the first is that steph got into crime fighting in the first place bc she wanted to ~spoil~ the crimes of her c-list supervillain father. the second is that the core of the tragedy of the red hood is that batman is supposed to be his fucking dad.

so if you do want to do a red hood stephie concept here which. to be clear is not something i am INHERENTLY opposed to. you have a couple options to make it potentially coherent but you need to actually be deliberate and clear about what youre trying to do with that concept. you need to step away from jasons tragedy and look at hers and figure out where exactly her anger and hurt are coming from and who exactly theyre directed at, as well as what specifically in your au concept it would be so different than the canon one where when she comes back she wants to do pretty much the opposite of what jason wanted when *he* came back.

and. crucially. if the difference is the relationship she has to bruce being different you actually do need to show not tell that dude. im sorry but if you just *tell* me that in your universe that steph has a more deep and meaningful relationship to bruce i 100% always am like "ill believe it when i fucking see it". like, she has parents of her own and while that doesnt preclude having a more signficant relationship with bruce (see: timmy)... you really do have to do the legwork or it looks like youre just writing them out and asking us to take your word for it that Of Course steph wants bruce to adopt her, hes batman! gag, retch, spew. do notdo this.

FRANKLY in a reverse robins concept i vibe way more with steph as red robin than anything specifically her getting the dumpster costume from whoever you do put in the red hood role. (frankly x2 i still think if they really truly had to do the storyline they did in canon where shes still trying to do bruces dirty work for him and hires assassins to kill tim to ~make him better~ lmao she should have been the one who wore the Bad Robin uniform before tim got it instead of fuckin ulysses i just think it would have been more coherent and also funner for me personally)

anyway if you link me a red hood steph concept here and it sucks or does any of the things i Just finished critiquing i will be very irritated and i will not be polite to you about it. just as a fair warning.

#still kind of mad about this one time the topic came up and someone linked me a rh steph bc 'shes so sexy in it' #i was like bestie does the term gay man mean anything to you. and they were like #'oh sorry im asexual so i forgot that when some people say sexy it means they want to Fuck them' #... #like can you walk me through any of your logic here. why sexy was the adjective you used in the first place instead of like #'interesting'. 'compelling.' 'charismatic' even #why are you acting like im the weird one for assuming you meant attractive or swoonworthy being the main draw of the character. #why am i supposdly the one who made it about whether or not *either of us* wants to fuckthe fictional character. i wasnt even thinking that! #i truly madly deeply did not assume anything more than that you meant attractive when you said attractive #lmfao. #this wasnt even the only time that shit has happened to me. please do not do this. #i would love to say with confidence 'you wouldnt say shit like that to a lesbian about sexy men' but frankly i do have a sinking feeling+ #that they would #whatever. none of that was the fucking point #the point is jasons evil era doesnt work if u just copypaste it on steph shes a totally different character the context is totally different #text #dc

[ellana-ravenwood]

“You taste like coffee” - Tim Drake x Reader

Because there isn’t enough love for our lovely Red Robin. Besides, many of you asked for more Tim Drake so, here’s a fluffy fic with him, hope you’ll like it : 

You can find my masterlist here : @ella-ravenwood-archives

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Once again, he’s late. 

It used to bother you how he would NEVER be on time, and invent stupid excuses when he’d finally arrive. At the beginning of your relationship, you actually almost broke up with him because of that…You thought you just didn’t matter enough to him, and you were not one to play game.

When you were with someone, then there was no one else and you were committed, and it seems that he definitely wasn’t ! When you talked to him about it, he kinda panicked and told you things that no one ever told you (« You’re the best thing that ever happened to me, the only one that keep me sane ! » and such things), his eyes so honest that you could only believe him and…You stayed.

And oh man, you were sure glad you did. You stuck around, even though his tardiness was really getting on your nerve, and it was the best decision you ever took.

Because after three months of relationship, you finally discovered why it seemed to be impossible for him to be on time.

You were walking home late at night, which was a terrible idea when you lived in Gotham, but you got caught up in the school library, working on some important essays you had to give the next day (you and your habit to always wait the last minute to do things…Queen of Procrastination). You had missed the last bus that could get you to your apartment and you knew the night bus was even more dangerous than walking, with all the robberies and drug deal (it was just the perfect place for those stuffs you know ? Always in movements, and there were so few night buses that traffic was easy to keep track of for criminals…And to be warned in advance if the GCPD was around).

So here you were, in the streets of Gotham, very late at night. For some reason, you weren’t really scared. Not because you thought you’d get saved by any members of the « Batfamily » as you liked to call all of those night vigilante lurking around in the city, but because..Well, you were born in Gotham.

And when you were a true gothamite, born and raised, you were used to the latent comes and insecurities of the place. Besides, it was when you where scared that things always got bad. If you walked through the streets, fast but not too much, with a confident pace, you were most likely not gonna get attacked.

Lowlife criminals who attacked people in the street weren’t really tough, they were waiting for a weak prey, so if you looked confident ? Nope.

You were a short woman, but you weren’t afraid, and people who weren’t afraid in Gotham were dangerous. You had walked a thousands times home on your own, at night, and never once did you get attacked.

But there were always exceptions, you guessed…and tonight was one of them.

They jumped you from a side alleyway, and dragged you down into its darkness, muffling your screams with their hands. Oh. They weren’t just any lowlife criminals. They were the worst of them all.

Those weren’t the people that were after your phone, or your wallet. No. Those were the one that wanted something else, that were just disgusting pigs.

You fought like Hell, but they were more powerful than you, and besides, you were largely outnumbered.

Tears appeared down your cheeks when you started to feel their hands on your naked skin, and you closed your eyes…When suddenly, you fell on the ground as they released you.

Were you dead ? No. You could still feel the cold ground of a chilly Autumn night in Gotham…Or maybe that was what the Afterlife was ? Being stuck in the place you died forever ?

You opened one eyed, and then the other, and what you saw…blew your mind.

It was one of the guy that always stuck around Batman. The one that had a black mask over his face, and wicked cool red wings.

And looking at him fight made you feel something strange. His movements looked familiar, as if you knew the dude. But…it was impossible right ?

One of the thing that made Tim fall in love with you, was your quick wit and quick thinking, and as you were watching « Red Robin » fighting those disgusting thugs that attacked you, you slowly came to the realization that…this was your boyfriend.

You had no doubt about it. It was Tim. The way he jumped from one leg to the other, the way he ducked to avoid a mean punch, his little chuckle as he took them down one by one, effortlessly…

And besides, you kissed that mouth enough time to remember it. To have it printed in your brain. You touched lovingly this chin on numerous occasions, there was no way you wouldn’t recognize it.

And as the man knocked out the last thug, he approached you, and the worries you saw on his face confirmed your suspicions. It was really Tim. It was really your boyfriend.

Before he could ask you if you were alright or not, you whispered :

-Tim…

And he froze. Scared of what was gonna happen next. You looked around, to make sure no one was looking at you two, and approached him shyly, just in case it wasn’t Tim. But seeing how tensed he was, yup, totally your boyfriend full of anxiety.

You cupped his cheeks, and smiled, releasing some stress from his shoulders. Your lips brushed his slightly…and it turned into a full on make-out session behind some dumpsters.

But you two were cut short by someone clearing his throat. You pulled away from each other, and…here he was. The Batman. That you now knew must be Bruce Wayne (since he was Tim’s adopted father and oh my God it made so much sense ! How the hell didn’t you guessed it before ? Not that you ever cared much but..it was so obvious !).

You blushed like never before because…Well, it was the goddamned Batman ! But the way he was trying to avoid looking at you and Tim also made you smile slightly, and you had to hold back the wave of laughter that threatened to wash over you.

Tim pulled away and untangled his hand from your hair, and, with a last smile and a « see you later » he left with his father.

You were pretty sure that you heard his dad say : « So I guess she knows uh ? » and Tim answer : « Wow, you really are the greatest detective on the planet ! », which made you chuckle, and with a smile impossible to erase from your face, you went home.

So that’s why he was often late, and sometimes cancelled your plans. It wasn’t because he had someone else, or was treating your relationship as just a second hand entertainment. He really did mean what he told you about you being so important and the keeper of his sanity ! YES ! It wasn’t because he didn’t care about you, it was because he was Red Robin ! WOW ! YOUR BOYFRIEND WAS A FAMOUS NIGHT VIGILANTE ! Oh my God…your boyfriend was a famous vigilante. From that time on, your worries for him never subsided, and you were glad whenever he came to meet you, relieved that he was ok. Even if he was late.

Besides, it seems that you two were hand-made for each others. You had almost all the same interests (sometimes you argued about which character was better than the other, and you had long conversation about your favorite comic books, movies, tv shows, books authors etc etc...). You were both smart, and turned on by intelligence. You were both very tolerant and open minded, cared a lot about your families, about your friends...Yes. A match made in Heaven. 

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You smile as you reminisce that night you discovered what Tim was, and shake your head lightly. Oh that man.

Today, as almost every time, he’s late again.

But by now, you’re used to it and don’t mind one bit anymore. Besides, you never leave your house without at least one book to read so…it’s fine.

You’re sitting on a bench where you’re suppose to meet him, and you’re deeply focused on your book when a shadow appears on your pages, hiding the sunlight and taking your concentration off of your book.

You smile as you lift your head, knowing who it must be and…your grin drops.

It’s not Tim. It’s Gregory. Your ex. The only man that you ever loved before Tim. Or rather, that you thought you loved, because if you compared it to the feelings you had for Tim…Well, they really didn’t play in the same ball pit.

He cheated on you with your best friend. You forgave him the first time, but broke up with him when you discovered that your best friend wasn’t the only one that fell for his charms…Yew.

You had to admit, he was still as handsome as ever, but you knew him, you knew what kind of guy he was. He was simply not made for monogamy, and that wasn’t your thing. Besides, you though Tim was handsomer, and way, way smarter as well.

-Hey (Y/N), long time no seen.

-Yeah, there was a reason for that…Gregory.

-Gregory ? It’s not Greg anymore ?

-Are you serious right now ?

-Yeah ok listen, I know I hurt you but…Well I just wanted to say i’m sorry.

-You already said that.

-Yeah but this time I mean it.

-Wow jee, you’re still the same good old asshole aren’t ya ?

-What ? What did I do ?

-You mean it « this time » ?

-Oh…Oh yeah…Well, you know me and my inability to use words correctly.

-If that’s your way of saying you’re a moron, then yes, I know.

-Well damn (Y/N), still as sharp as ever uh ? Still witty and all ? You sarcasm queen.

-I don’t like when people take advantage of me Gregory. And mock me. Multiple times.

-…Sorry. I can’t offer you more. I’m sorry alright ?

-Er. Whatever. Fine. I accept your apologies if that can make you feel better. Now, I was reading so…

You rise an eyebrow at him, and go back to read your book. But he doesn’t leave like you want him to. Goddammit, can’t he take a fucking hint ?

-You know, I never quite forgive myself for what I did to you. I’m glad you accept my apologies.

You roll your eyes to the sky at his stupidity. Wasn’t it obvious that you were « forgiving » him just so that he’d left you alone ? Apparently not. You turn to him and say :

-What you did to me…what was it again…Oh yeah, eight times. I bet you feel real sorry.

-But I do ! I was young and stupid and…

-You changed ? Well big fucking deal. I fail to see why you’re still talking to me Gregory.

-Oh my god you’re always so damn difficult ! I’m trying to apologies and to say that I want you back ok ! I realized that you’re the one that I love ?

You look at him blankly for a few seconds before…Exploding in laughter.

-This is the best joke you ever said Gregory ! Your only good joke actually ! Haha you really think I’m gonna buy that ? You really think I’m gonna fall for that ? Holy shit you’re an idiot. We broke up over four years ago dude, it took you that long to realize that ?

-No it didn’t ! It’s just…I couldn’t find you ! You moved out of your parents house and they refused to tell me where you lived, and Gotham is a big town ! And I say it’s destiny that I happened to walk around here and saw you and…

-Imma stop you right there. It’s not Destiny. There’s a reason my parents refused to tell you where I was living, and I don’t love you ok ? You cheated on me ! EIGHT TIMES ! And once with my best friend ! You never did anything but lie to me ! Besides, I’ve been dating that PERFECT guy for over two years now so…Fuck off.

-Oh my…This turns me on a bit too much.

-Wha…

You don’t have time to finish what you were gonna say, as his lips crash on yours. You’re too surprise to react at first, until you regain your sense and…Well, the punch you gave Gregory Talbot that day was one he would remember for a long time.

When he stands up from being knocked down the bench by your punch, and holds his bloody nose, he’s about to say something but you stand up too and…he runs away like a little boy.

With a satisfied smile, you sit back down and wait for your boyfriend.

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Tim never comes. You wait for him for hours, but the sun starts to go down and you know he wouldn’t be THAT late without sending you a text or calling you. Sometimes, he’s too caught up in his work, or something, and would just cancel the date, or tell you to join him at Wayne Manor. But he’d never make you wait for almost six hours like that…

Of course, as you start leaving, you are worried sick, and you decide to go to his house instead of going back home.

He already got badly injured before, but his father, Bruce, would always call you to warn you, and to tell you you can come by any time to see him…So if neither him or Tim called…Maybe the worst happened ? Maybe the Bat is too destroyed by grief to think about calling you ?

If Tim died, you’re pretty sure you’ll never come back from it…

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You reach Wayne Manor a little bit after 8 pm, and are greeted by a very jovial Alfred.

It has been a few days since any of the boys, including Bruce, came home hurt, and the butler was always extra-happy when it was the case. When the ones he considered son and grandsons came back unscathed.

You’re surprised when Alfred leads you to Tim’s room instead of the Batcave. Usually, at this hour, your boyfriend would get ready to go out and patrol…

-Master Tim doesn’t feel very well tonight.

Alfred explains, he then adds :

-But now that you’re here, I’m sure he’ll feel way better.

He knocks on Tim’s bedroom door and say you’re here…No answer. Thinking he might have fallen asleep, he opens the door and…no, he’s not asleep. He’s sitting, back to you guys, on the floor, back against his bed, looking out the window, with some music plugged in his ears.

Alfred smiles to you and gestures for you to come in, and with a wink he leaves. Oh that man, you adored the Wayne family’s butler.

Still worried, but less than before as you can see he doesn’t seem to have big injuries, you approach him.

You’re surprised once again when you see him wearing one of your favorite suit he owns. A black suit with a read dress shirt and a yellow tie that fits him just so damn well…If he’s sick, why would he still wear his suit and…More importantly, why was he wearing a suit anyway ? Even though he was a Wayne, Tim never wore suits casually, only when he was getting ready to go on dates with you, or if he had to go to a charity ball and other galas…His tie is undone and the top few buttons of his dress shirt are open. 

You startle him as he sees your shadow coming closer and he stands up, taking a fighting stance. When he sees you, it’s not the usual happiness and love you see in his eyes, but pain and…anger ?

He doesn’t say anything, obviously waiting for you to speak first…so you do :

-Hey…are you alright ?

He stares at you intensely, as if to detect wether you’re mocking him or not. But you seem quite serious. And genuinely worried. So, in a barely audible voice, he sighs :

-As if you don’t know how I’m feeling…

-If I’m asking then it means…

-Don’t play dumb with me (Y/N), it doesn’t suit you.

-What are you even talking about ? I’m confused !

He doesn’t answer, take a deep breath and is about to say something, but doesn’t. He just looks at you, and the anger slowly subside to leave place only to pain. You are indeed utterly confused, not sure what’s happening…But what you’re sure of, is that you hate seeing that expression on his face. You dare to ask :

-…Why…Why didn’t you come today ? I waited for you all afternoon…Did…Did something happen ?

-You tell me.

-What ? I don’t understand. Why didn’t you come ?

-I didn’t want to bother you.

-B…Bother me ? What are you talking about ? You never bother me !

-You seemed busy though.

-I was reading a book. I always do when you come to meet with me.

-I already told you (Y/N), don’t play dumb it doesn’t suit you.

-I’m not playing dumb !

You feel the anger slowly rising in you. Why was he acting this way ? What the Hell was going on ? What was that about you seeming busy and…Oh. Oh. Oooooooh.

-Gregory.

-Oh, so that’s his name ? It sounds stupid.

If the situation wasn’t that bad, you would have smile at Tim’s weak attempt at turning your ex into ridicule. Yeah. Sure. His name « sounds stupid ».

He looks away from you, and your heart miss multiple beats. You walk closer to him, but he takes a few steps back and…It breaks your heart a little bit.

-It’s not what you think Tim.

-Oh ? It’s not ? So that guy wasn’t kissing you ? Wasn’t shoving his tongue down your throat ?

-No, he wasn’t. Well, yes, he was.

He turns back to look at you in the eye, and the hurt you see in it makes you feel distressed. You have to explain things to him, and fast, hoping he’s willing to listen. Before he can say anything else, your words flow quickly out of your mouth, so he doesn’t have time to cut you off :

-He did kiss me. He’s my ex. The one I told you about, who cheated on me countless times. The proper asshole. The one I said was the opposite of you. Dumb and who didn’t pay any attention to me ! He kissed me, said something about missing me but I didn’t kiss back ! I swear I didn’t Tim ! And he didn’t shove his tongue down my throat I didn’t let him ! He must have kissed me for like, four seconds, before I realize what was going on ! I was just so stunned that he was daring doing that ! I pushed him away right after ! And punched him, like you showed me to ! I really did Tim you gotta believe me ! I love you ! I’d never hurt you ! And I’d surely never cheat on you ! Not after what I had to go through when I was cheated on…

There a silence. Way too long for comfort. You’re afraid he doesn’t believe you, and do not dare to look at him…When finally, you hear him chuckle.

A bit confused, you look at him. He’s laughing so hard that he’s holding his guts, and you’re even more confused.

Between each fit of laughter, he manages to say :

-Hahahaha I’m sorry hahahahaha this is nervous hahahaha I really tough…hahahaha…I really thought that I lost you ! I…HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Oh. Nervous laughter. Yeah ok, it happened to him often.  

After a few seconds, he finally calm down and look at you, and in his eyes, you can only see relief and love.

He takes the few steps that separate him from you and pull you into a hug, your head flushed against his heart. You hear his loud beating slowly calming down, and you wrap your arms around his torso, pulling him ever so closer to you.

Your embrace seems to last a lifetime, and you wish you never had to pull away…but it’s only less than two minutes later that he does pull away, and his smiles make you melt into his arms.

-I’m…I’m sorry I jumped on conclusion. It’s usually not my style but…Well, you make me act like a dummy sometimes. You have a lot of different effects on me and…i’m sorry.

You shake your head.

-It’s ok Tim, I know what it must have looked like.

-Maybe but, if I stayed just a few seconds more before bolting away, and by the way, I left because I was afraid to beat the guy to death, well if I didn’t bolt away, I would have seen you punching him and…Well, I’m sorry I missed that.

You chuckle.

-I made him fall off the bench and I’m pretty sure I broke his nose.

-Aaah, that’s my girl.

-You know Tim, everyone think you’re a calm nerd but really, you can be quite violent !

-Only when it concerns you. The…The thought of living without you is unbearable. Sorry for the cheesiness.

-Don’t be, I love the cheesiness…Please, continue.

It’s his turn to chuckle, but to humor you, he does continue :

-I love you to death, and when I saw that guy kissing you it felt like my heart was pierced by a thousand arrows. Those explosive ones that Green Arrow has. I love you so much that sometimes, it physically hurt. I…I’m running out of cheesy things to say (Y/N).

You smile fondly at him and go on your tip toes to softly kiss him. You giggle softly and say : 

-You taste like coffee. You really gotta watch your caffeine intake my love. 

He snorts and adds : 

-Oh it’s too late my lady, I’m pretty sure by now, my blood type is “coffee +”.

This time, you full on laugh at your nerdy boyfriend and adds : 

-There’s high chances of that indeed. You’re more coffee than human. 

-Probably. Sorry for the taste. 

-I don’t mind...too much. 

-Which is why I love you (Y/N). Well, that, amongst other things. 

He winks at you, and you swear he’s the most attractive man you ever met. The best being that he didn’t even know it (and you kinda got it. After all, his older brothers and his father were really hot too, and he probably thought he wasn’t on the same level they were...Spoiler : he totally was). 

-I love you too Tim. You’re the only one, and will always be the only one in my heart. Hell, I never loved Gregory, if love is what I feel for you, then I never got that for him. Besides, he’s a terrible kisser. You however…

He gets the hint, and bends down to slowly kisses you. It’s a loving kiss, a languid one. Your lips move in sync against each other, and slowly, his tongue slips in your mouth. It could have got more passionate but a knock on his door, followed by his father coming in his bedroom breaks you two apart. 

Bruce looks at you and him for a moment, embarrassed that he walked in on you two making out yet again, and says : 

-Hum..I…I just wanted to…Make sure you…you were alright…Since you said you weren’t feeling well…And hum...I see you are. 

He hurries out of the room without waiting for a reply, and can hear you and Tim trying to hold your laughter in…and not succeeding very well. 

Bruce shakes his head. He really ought to wait for a response before entering his sons’ bedrooms right after knocking, because catching them making out with their girlfriends was getting old (this is  referencing this story : « Caught red-hooded »).

The End. 

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Hope you liked it and that you’re not disappointed. 

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