Title: This Strange World
Pairing: Dick Grayson/Tim Drake
Rating: PG-13
Excerpt: It’s been a while since Tim’s been able to work with the Titans. It’s been even longer since he’s helped put a stop to an army of evil giant robots on a city-wide rampage.
Title: No Rhyme or Reason
Pairings: Jason Todd/Tim Drake, Dean Winchester/Castiel
Rating: PG
Excerpt: Tim wasn’t really sure how things would work out with Jason after they met.
Notes: Follows The Art of Living and The Reason for Everything.
Title: The Reason for Everything
Pairing: Jason Todd/Tim Drake
Rating: G
Excerpt: The people in Tim’s life don’t really understand his relationship with food.
Notes: Companion piece to The Art of Living from Tim’s POV.
Title: Coterie
Pairing: Dick Grayson/Tim Drake
Rating: G
Excerpt: Growing up, Tim didn’t have the most traditional family.
Notes: Follows Perk. :D?
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Thanks to this post, I’m thinking about that time the Tim got turned into a parakeet when he was with the Teen Titans. (Because really, why not.) And Bart is chosen to keep an eye on him while the others track down whoever did this to Tim, and Bart. He gets bored, okay?
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Haha, omg, I have to get up super early tomorrow? BUT.
A thing that would be awesome is if the Teen Titans get invited to Sky High for, I don’t know. Career Day or something like that to talk to the students about their future in the superhero business.
Title: Crooked Hearts
Pairings: None/Gen
Rating: PG
Excerpt: Tim’s first face-to-face meeting with Jason Todd starts with a fist to the face and ends with Jason’s boot on his chest, Tim’s own bo staff held at his throat.
Notes: Erm. Based on one of my horrible ideas. Small spoilers for episode 2x08, Satisfaction.
Title: Written in the Stars
Pairings: Dick Grayson/Tim Drake
Rating: G
Excerpt: The fabric of time isn’t as delicate as people would have you believe.
Notes: I hope this is what you wanted? It’s sort of a Timecop AU (I stole the TEC from there) with the superheros being secret time agents. Or something like that, IDK. :D? (P.S. I really love the movie, but it’s kind of terrible in all the best ways.)
Title: Today More than Yesterday
Pairings: Dick Grayson/Tim Drake
Rating: G
Excerpt: “Tim?”
Tim looks over at the small figure in the doorway, hair mussed from sleep. “Hey,” Tim says, managing a smile. “Everything okay?”
Notes: Written for soot-em-up who prompted: …blanking on prompts for you, uh. IDK Dick gets deaged to Tim’s age or younger (at youngest Dick’s Robin-era) and is all starry-eyed over Tim? Tim does not know what do. or something.
and yozoraarashi who prompted:
soot-em-up came up with deaged-Dick. I would love to see Dick solemnly telling Tim that he is going to marry Tim when he gets bigger. The plot bunny wouldn’t leave me in peace.
(I’m totally still working on the prompts everyone! :D?)
Title: A Funny Thing Happened (When Bart Went to Gotham)
Characters: Jason Todd, Bart Allen
Notes: Stray!Jason ‘verse, aka my happy place ‘verse, where Jason becomes Catwoman’s protegé, Steph becomes the second Robin, and Tim is the Flamebird to Dick’s Nightwing. And there is no seriously horrible trauma lalala~ I can’t hear you over the sound of happiness, DC~ I blame tabithian? Yes. (Also, this is not the origins story fic. Nope. This is the “Bart goes with everything!” fic. |Dd Also, James Jesse. Except not really.) Shenanigans!++++++
Jason does not let out a very undignified yelp when a pair of bug-eyed yellow lenses pops in front of his face. He also does not fall off his gargoyle.
“Hi! You’re Stray, right? I’m Impulse! You look just like the picture Robin drew of you!” Upon which a drawing is thrust into Jason’s vision instead, and yup. Those are Robin’s crayon figures, all right.
(Jason’s really, really glad tonight was just surveillance and not an actual heist.)
*keyboard mash* I just. I love everything this fic chooses to be. BART. Oh my God, I love your Bart. Jason! I really love that he calls Selina Mom and not knowing how to react to Bart (Oh, Jason, you’re not alone there. *pats*)
Steph and Dick ganging up on Tim - for his own good. Oh, Tim. Never change, bb. Steph’s crayon figures!
Ugh, so much love for this, I can’t even. *happy sigh*
Oh my gods this stupid thing is finally finished. Or as finished as I can bother with at this point. Basically, the prompt I gave for this evolved in my head to something ridiculous and then wouldn’t leave me alone. So uh. here. ((I feel like I should be apologising for this. The whole skirt thing. Sorry Bart, I just like sticking you in skirts.))
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*keyboard mash* BOYS. BOOOOYS. Ugh. This was just fantastic and great and just. BOYS. *smishes*
Title: Mark Time
Pairing: None/Gen
Rating: PG
Excerpt: Tim doesn’t really think about it and he knows Steph and the others don’t either, but band camp is one of his favorite times of year.
Notes: Everything started with this post, and then somehow spiraled out into this. Also. I’m basing the location of the band camp off of Camp Rilea, where my own high school marching band went during spring break on the years we didn’t travel out of state for competitions. Our usual band camp took place at our high school, but that’s not as interesting. :)
This was just an excuse to write something where Tim, Kon, and Bart were big cats because of reasons? IDK. Tim’s a jaguar, Kon’s a liger (hybrid between a lion and a tiger), and Bart’s a king cheetah. No, really. IDK. *hands*
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“For the record,” Kon says, words coming out with a slight growl behind it. “This was the worst idea ever.”
“Oh, I don’t know,” Tim says, hidden in the branches of one of the trees. “People have done worse than this. Trust me, trying to make a bigger, better video game isn’t so bad in comparison.”
Oh, well, when he puts it like that. But really, what idiot turns a learning AI loose in a virtual reality environment and doesn’t expect it to go HAL 9000 on them? (Okay, maybe not as murderous as that, but really. Who does something like that?)
Kon snorts, ears flattening against his head when something deeper in the forest shrieks. “I feel like Simba.”
“Hakuna Matata!” Bart yells, zooming past like the damn Roadrunner, a blur of black and gold, tail streaming behind him.
Tim laughs, a rumbling growl as he drops out of the tree in front of him. “At least they used something relatively benign like Kingdom Hearts, Kon.” Tim sort of rolls forward, movements fluid. “Heartless aside, I’d rather this than, say, Call of Duty.”
And, again, when he puts it like that. Still. “I have a crappy mane, Tim,” Kon whines, shaking his head for emphasis. “I look Like Luthor.” Or would, if Luthor ever ventured in here, which he would never do, so. Moot point. Whatever.
Another rumbling growl, Tim brushing against Kon before turning the direction Bart ran off in. Of course Bart would be a cheetah in this stupid game.
“Come on, we’ve got a job to do before you can re-claim the Pridelands.”
Kon growls. “Not funny, Tim.”
Tim laughs, nudging Kon again. “We should catch up with Bart.”
And. Good idea. “I still don’t like this.”
“Noted,” Tim says, amusement thick in his voice. “Now hurry up, you don’t want Bart to have all the fun, do you?”
Unfair, and also, no.
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