and tim is nowhere to be seen

Ok so. The league throws Hal and Bruce a joint party, as their birthdays are one after the other right. So picture this:

  • Dick and Hal are just being Themselves™ showing each other their ‘party tricks’ (Dick is walking around on his hands balancing Lian Harper on his feet, and Bruce doesn’t even know what Hal is doing but he’s being so loud.. he doesn’t want to know ok he needs a break)
  • Damian keeps threatening to stab Guy in the face if the man offers him another animal balloon.. hes not five like Arsenal’s spawn he doesn’t want that fuck you lantern I’ll destroy you (that break.. sounds really appealing… especially because Damian loves animal balloons.. he’s just being like that on purpose..)
  • Tim and Stephanie are watching the whole affair with their phones out, one of them giving Guy suggestions for the next animal, and the other flat out trying to provoke Damian into taking action already. Cass is sitting near them, watching like a hawk, but considering her smile Bruce knows she won’t stop any of them unless she sees blood. Bruce knows interfering might make things worse and honestly… that break outside…
  • Jason is nowhere to be seen which just screams trouble and just thinking of all the possibilities… this was such a bad idea
  • Duke, God bless Duke, is just in the corner talking to the newest lanterns, smiling at something Jessica is saying. Then Bruce sees that they’re looking at Damian and Guy, and that they have money on their hands and Simon has his eyes glued to his wrist watch. Bruce is gonna take that break outside and ignore they’re most likely beting on how long it will take Damian to snap, he’s too old for this.
  • Of course, as soon as he steps outside the hall where the party is happening, he finds Jason. Jason, making out against a wall with Kyle Rayner.
  • next time Diana sends him notice of an urgent meeting just a day after his birthday he’s going to follow his instincts and go off the grid for a few weeks, consequences be damned. He’s not strong enough to go through this again. He just isn’t.
Jason's Girlfriend

Requests: jason finding out his gf is really sick and he tries to make her comfortable till she passes away and he steals her flowers and things all the time and she thinks he’s the most wonderful guy ever for getting her these things but she doesn’t know what he’s going through and eventually she gets too weak to move and she dies right before jason comes to say his final goodbye and he doesn’t show up at her funeral but after everyone leaves he brings her favorite flowers and breaks down crying

jason talks about his girlfriend all the time and how beautiful she is and how much he’s in love with her and she’s the best thing that ever happened to him but he won’t let anyone meet her and his family starts to think she’s fake until damian and stephanie follow him one night and see he’s placing roses on a recent grave and telling it how much he loves them and will never forget them


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“Guess who’s here?!” The nurse’s face was decorated with an enormous smile as she talked, something you’d never understand. It was as if everyone pitied you these days. That or they were mocking you. With their smiles and kind behaviors that could only signal your end was nearing. The only one who never smiled was

“Jason” you said in a quiet voice and blinked your eyes at him. It was a giggle that you felt bubbling in your throat as you saw his face covered by a flower bouquet

“Hey!” He greeted softly from behind of the fresh bouquet he had bought. Your nurse took care of lifting your pillows as well as your torso, so you were in a more comfortable position.

Jason sat on the chair right next to your bed with a sigh. After handing the flowers to the kind nurse he took your right hand in between his palms. You were cold, colder than he remembered and it killed him.

“Baby, did you tell your brothers that I want to meet them?”

Again Jason sighed. It wasn’t easy to say this but he did talk about you all the time, but he didn’t want any of them to meet you. He just wanted you all to himself. He didn’t want to having to share the pain if losing you with them, because they would never be able to sympathize with him. None of them had seen the love of their life in a deathbed, getting colder and colder with every passing day.

“We’ve talked about this (Y/n).” Jason’s voice was cold, colder than he had intended it to be and momentarily he hated himself for snapping.

“Okay” there was no reaction from your side, only a weak smile as your hand tightened in his grip. Jason stood silent for a while, remembering what the nurse had told him

“she doesn’t have many days left. Itd be better if we stopped pressuring her with visits. ”

And she was right. So many people would visit you, not caring if it tired you and Jason wondered if they could understand that you could barely move anymore.

Jason felt tears well up in his eyes as he stared at you, knowing that this was probably the last time he’d see your smile. He bowed his head, resting it on your shoulder amd breathed in your scent. You didn’t know what he was going through. You didnt know in how much pain he was.


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For more than a year now Jason has been talking to them about a girlfriend, but a girlfriend was nowhere to bee seen. And currently, Dick and Bruce were very worried. They were desperately trying to solve the girlfriend mystery, but Tim insisted on believe Jason and giving him privacy.

Nevertheless it’d been a very long time now that Jason hadn’t showed up anywhere. He wouldn’t go on patrol, he wouldn’t show up at the manor and when they’d get to communicate with him he’d only say about his girlfriend and how truly beautiful she is.

This of course made Dick even more suspicious and after dinner major pressure by the other members of the family he set Damian and Stephanie to follow Jason to his so called girlfriend.


“I’m telling you, the grave was very recent.” Damian yelled, wanting to convince Dick.

“He even placed red roses on it. And he was crying, so hard it broke my heart. He was apologizing for not being able to help her” Stephanie added, emphasizing the ‘red’ part. “Jason’s going through something so tragic Dick, we gotta help him”


But Dick I’ve that Jason wouldn’t speak. He’d never admit being so hurt, or that his word was crushing down due to his denial. All he had to do was wait until he’d open up about it.

Secret is Out: Part 3

Prompt: What happens when secret identities are taken away from every DC superhero?

Words: 2060

Part 1, Part 2


        You just stare at the clock. Bruce is still busy entertaining your guests in the other room, but you couldn’t help but slip away. The entrance to the cave was a well-known secret within the league, but it’s still private. It’s a representation of what made the Batman. And after today, it would no longer be a secret.

          “I imagine it’s hard to let go of this secret.”

          You smile as Lucius sits down in the chair next to yours. “Batman has ruled our lives for so long, I’m not quite sure what we’ll do now that the secret is out. If Bruce makes a mistake, it’s on Bruce now, not the Batman. If he doesn’t show up it’s not the Batman’s fault, it’s Bruce’s. He puts enough pressure on himself, I don’t want the rest of the world putting that pressure on him too.”

          Lucius smiles, “Bruce Wayne has never been one to bow to public pressure. I thought you figured that out when he announced he’d married his childhood sweetheart after running away for four years with her.”

          You smile, and glance at the gold ring on your finger. “That was so much smaller than this.”      

          “And that Mrs. Wayne, is where you are wrong. You are the one thing he has ever allowed himself to be selfish about. You are the one thing he allows himself to put before the company, before Gotham, before the Batman. I honestly fear what he would have been, had you not come into his life.”

          You blush a bit, “Bruce has a large heart.”

          Lucius nods, “Indeed, but he fears loss more than anything.”

          You quiet down as the officials enter into the study. They’re eating out of Bruce’s hand, and in that moment you realize that some part of them still doesn’t believe what they’ve been told. They don’t believe he’s Batman.

          He looks at you with a questioning gaze and you just give him a smile. He holds your gaze for another second before striding towards the clock. He carefully moves the hands before stepping back. You watch the clock pop open, and move forward. Taking Bruce’s hand, you begin making the journey into the cave.

          The sounds of grunts fill your ears first, and you can’t help but smile. Apparently the boys had chosen to spar in the cave today. You break away from Bruce, as the first gasps fill the air. You watch as Dick soars through the air and lands perfectly before going into a fighting move. Jason responds with a grin, and side step.

          Tim is typing away at the computer, and Damian has yet to be seen. The boys all call out greetings as Alfred launches into the history behind the cave. Every once in awhile Lucius will chime in with a comment about the technology used.

          Bruce doesn’t say a word. He stands there and listens, with that charming smile on his face, and all of a sudden that smile is gone. His eyes are alert and his nostrils are flaring. Not a second later your missing son springs out of nowhere at Bruce. Bruce sidesteps the attack and catches Damian by the collar of his shirt. The boy comes back swinging.

          He’s more restricted than he’s used to. Slacks and dress shoes weren’t exactly made for sparring, but despite the hindrance he moves with his usual grace. He never stops Damian. He simply corrects. He completely forgets what he’s in the middle of. And you can’t help but smile, because even now, now that his cave is no longer a secret, he still falls into his roll effortlessly.

          You can see the shocked expressions on your guests faces. You wrap your arms around yourself. “The idea of the Batman was conceived when we were sixteen. Bruce had this grand idea of learning from every master there was. He tried to sneak out in the middle of the night, he tends to forget that I know him better than he knows himself. It wasn’t even a choice for me I just went with him.

          While he learned I studied. For eight years we went to these remote places at the tops of mountains. We traveled to places that no one else would dare got to. But we were together, and we had a plan.

          We got married three years into our journey. He proposed while we were eating this locally grown fruit in Tibet. We got married the same day. It didn’t really change anything, just meant that I was in charge of medical stuff when he got hurt. The monks stopped trying to separate us too. Then one day I said I wanted to go home, and he said okay. He’d beaten every master we had come across at that point.

          The tabloids had a field day. Bruce Wayne returns to Gotham, married to his high school sweetheart, and no pre-nup. They gave us six months, without realizing we’d already been married for five years. We got a kick out of that, and burned the rag when we reached that six-month mark. That was also around the time that the Batman appeared for the first time. We adopted Dick a year after that.”

          “You two never could do anything the easy way.”

          You turn towards the new voice and smile, “Amanda how are you?”

          Amanda Waller had become a near constant in your lives over the past several years. She had been key in obtaining full custody of Damian. And despite her and Bruce’s common spats, the two of you had lunch together at least once a month.

          Bruce’s attention was now back on you, and despite the fight, he didn’t have a drop of sweat on him. Neither did Damian for that matter. He just raises an eyebrow at your newest guest and says, “Waller.”

          The woman just rolls her eyes and says, “Calm down rich boy, I’m here to see your wife. Not you.”

          You smile and wink at your husband, “Told you she likes me best.”

          Amanda just smiles “Was that ever a question.”

          You chuckle, “Boys go get cleaned up for dinner. Bruce you have guests, don’t be rude.”

          Your husband just winks at you as the boys go running by. Amanda gives your arms a little squeeze of affection before going to join the group. You make your way back upstairs, and up to your bedroom.

          You collapse on your bed, and drift off to sleep. A weight settling somewhat on top of you wakes you up sometime later. And you smile as Bruce wraps his body around yours. He kisses your neck, and says, “I love you.”

          You snuggle into his embrace, “I love you more.”

          You feel him smile into your skin, “Not possible.” A second later he sits up and asks, “Are you feeling okay? You’ve been taking a lot of naps lately.”

          You stretch, “I’ve just been really tired lately. Not sure why. Are they gone?”

          He shakes his head, “No, they’ve just sat down to dinner. I made up some excuse about you having a headache, and coming to check on you.”

          You smirk, “Nice to know that we can still pull the excuses out every once in awhile.”

          “Well we have so many of them. Any chance you’re up for running the computers tonight?  They’re interested in the behind the scenes stuff, but I have a feeling the low life’s are going to want to test the rich boy.”

          You nod, “I’d be happy to.” You reach up and pull him down for a kiss When you break apart you whisper, “Are they expecting you back soon?”

          Bruce just grins and says, “Dick has enough charm to keep them occupied till patrol.” You just giggle as he kisses you again.

          The two of you are waiting in the cave when the boys lead your guests down. None of them say a word as they move towards the changing area. You take a sip of your tea, as you begin typing the parameters into the computer.

          As the boys come out of the changing area, you can feel the shift in the room. They pay no notice to your guests; they block them out. It’s another night of patrol, and they’re just doing what they need to. Dick, Jason and Tim head to their Bikes, as Bruce and Damian head to the Batmobile. There are no exchanges, no goodbyes, you’re all on the clock, and it’s time to get to work.

          Soon enough you fade into the work too. You deliver instructions, gather blueprints, and hack when it’s needed. You completely forget about the group of people who have pulled up chairs until Amanda says, “You weren’t kidding when you said your system was better than ours.”

          You give her a small smile, “Bruce did the first design with the help of Lucius. Tim came in later and beefed it up.”

          Amanda turns to Lucius and says, “Very impressive work Mr. Fox if you ever decide you’d like to change careers …”

          He cuts her off before she can finish, “I quite like my job Ms. Waller. I find Mr. Wayne to be an easy man to work for.” There’s several chuckles from the executives surrounding him, before there’s a curse on the other line.

          You have footage pulled up in a matter of seconds and you watch as Jason takes a rather nasty hit for Tim. You can hear the taunts of rich boy, freak, and little man coming through. They’re just as quickly silenced when Bruce surges forward. In that moment you realize that he has to prove himself all over again.

          It makes you sick. Literally sick. Alfred takes your place seamlessly as you run to the bathroom. You end up dry heaving for several minutes, and you’re grateful that you didn’t actually eat any dinner.

          “Does he know?”

          Still on your knees you turn to face Amanda. She’s a good woman but not a very sympathetic one. She doesn’t hold hair, and she certainly doesn’t rub backs. She’s a tough woman, who takes every opportunity she’s given, and seems to know everything, so it doesn’t really surprise you that she’s figured it out.

          You take a few moments to splash water on your face, before answering. “No, not yet. I was going to tell him, and then the news broke. He has enough on his plate right now.”

          Amanda just stares at you, “He’s the world’s greatest detective. He’s going to find out eventually.”

          You wince, “I know.”

          The woman just smiles, “Sooner rather than later would probably be best.” You just nod, and she sighs, “Well, I’m going to get going. It’s nearly three in the morning, and I have work tomorrow. After all not all of us can hide in our manors.”

          Your hands go to your hips, “We still on for lunch next month?”

          She just raises and eyebrow and asks, “Have I missed one yet? I’ll up security and we’ll get Italian.” Without another word she disappears. You come back into the cave, as Alfred begins escorting everyone out.

          You wait for them to get home. Everyone is chipper and with the exception of a few bruises everyone is safe and sound.

          Bruce looks exhausted. He just simply changes, and stops in front of you. He stares at you for a moment, before bending down and scooping you into his arms. You squeal and Bruce just says to the boys, “If you wake us up before ten, you’re grounded until you’re fifty. The only exception, is Gotham burning to the ground, or the world is being invaded.” He says nothing else, just carries you up to your room.

          Neither of you say anything. The two of you just fall onto the bed and you snuggle into his embrace. You’re still wide awake an hour later, when Bruce’s breathing has gone even, and his grip has gone lax in his sleep.

          You turn to him and watch him sleep for a few minutes. You memorize the planes of his face, before gently stroking his cheek with your fingertips. You smile before breathing out ten little words, “I’m pregnant Bruce. You’re going to be a daddy again.” Then you just close your eyes, and pray that you have the courage to tell him for real tomorrow.

You know every time I think about the reputation of the Late 2000′s Tim Drake I can’t help but laugh/smile

Because pretty much everyone (including Tim) is worried that he’s gone crazy and/or that he’s changed so much and that they can’t recognize him anymore (admittedly in itself this is depressing).
And then you have Adventure Comics #3 where Conner meets Tim and like 1/2h - 1h later he has pinpointed exactly what happened to Tim proving that he has in fact, not changed that much (and which pretty much sends the message “Tim’s always had problems, just because you never saw them doesn’t mean they weren’t there”).

It’s a testament as to how close these two are.
By the time Kon comes back (so in the +/- 2 years since Steph’s death, knowing he died less than a month after her), out of Tim’s “entourage”, he’s the one who saw Tim the least. Steph didn’t see him for about a year, Bart for about a year and a half, Cassie for about a year and all the others have seen him fairly regularly. And they’re all completely confused. And no one besides Kon realized that Tim’s “change” does not come out of nowhere and while he doesn’t know the exact reason he understands Tim’s thought process better than anyone (Bart might have understood too though but he and Tim didn’t see each other until much later), that’s probably why he didn’t really have a problem with Tim’s cloning attempt in itself.

Also I think it’s pretty representative of Kon’s role in Tim’s life. (Add to that how, after being burned when confessing to knowing the Anti-Life Equation to Cassie and trying to distance himself from everyone as much as possible, Tim spills everything to Conner without holding back).

And it makes me smile because everything’s so bleak during that time, and then you have this issue that is just, like a ray of light…So simple, there’s more love and acceptance in this issue for these two than they have with pretty much everybody else (except Ma) over the course of their series
And that’s saying something because the topics of their conversations are completely depressing.

Needs Must When The Devil Strives

Ammy here. I have more writing for you, finally (this one isn’t the pirate AU, it’s just pain). I have a friend who gives me writing prompts and she just appeared in my inbox demanding that I make her cry.
So here we go!
Trigger Warnings:
 …none?
Summary: While destruction may have been his right, it didn’t mean he wanted to destroy things. He’d even done all he could to save Mana–but it seemed there was no escaping who he was. Now he realized the only way to save Mana was to destroy him.
Characters: Neah D. Campbell, Mana D. Campbell, Adam/Millennium Earl © Katsura Hoshino, two unknown exorcists © me

Sunlight played across the gray, cobblestone pavers, warming them enough that if there hadn’t been a press of people crammed into the streets, the two young men would’ve been able to see the waves of heats rising from their surface, or even to see those strange, silvery mirage-puddles that receded just as quickly as they approached.

But as it were, there was no way to see the heat.

It could only be felt, and felt it they did.

“It’s too hot.”

“You’re whining again, Neah,” his sibling commented, his lips pulling up in a teasing smile. “Sometimes I think you whine more than Wisely whines about her headaches.”

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Whoops I wrote a thing for this, and it was not even the thing I was supposed to be writing this afternoon.

Digijacks and Jackothy, probably not sfw but not explicit.


“No, come on, let me see that for a minute.” Jack grabs for Tim’s wrist and Timothy tries to pull back but Jack is too quick. “You mean to tell me you never tried this? You’re missing out, buddy - look what they can do.”

Jack holds Tim’s wrist firmly in one hand as the other accesses the wristpad that summons the digijacks. They shimmer into existence in front of Tim as Jack’s fingers fly over the keypad, and he’s not sure exactly what Jack’s typing in but those subroutines don’t look familiar. The digijacks blink in unison as Jack executes a command and a faint ripple goes through both of them as Jack shuts down the wristpad and lets go of Tim.

The digijacks look at Jack and at Tim, and then at each other. They smile together, which - has Tim ever seen them have real facial expressions before? He doesn’t think so - and then they’re turning toward each other and wow, that’s a hand on a digital ass and they’re fitting their lips together and suddenly it’s a lot warmer in here.

Jack’s rubbing his hands together next to him, a gleeful smile on his face, and - this is weird, right? This should be weird. But if he’s honest Tim passed weird a long time ago, and the sight of the digital Jacks making out in front of him is a lot less strange than some of the things he’s seen. Jack’s an attractive guy, Tim can admit that, and watching the digijacks sigh into each others mouths is - well. Tim shifts a little, wondering if he can surreptitiously adjust his pants.

Jack elbows him in the side. “Pretty great, right? I know, I’m a genius.” Jack glances sideways at Tim, adopting a thoughtful tone. “They’re just a preview, though - I bet they’re nowhere as good as the real thing.”

Tim doesn’t know what Jack means by that until Jack turns him with one hand on his hip and another coming up to cup his face. Out of the corner of his eye he can see the digijacks lift their mouths from each other, and then he’s hit with three identical smirks, although the two on the side pale in comparison to the one staring him down from inches away.

“What do you say, handsome?” Jack says, thumb brushing Tim’s cheek. “Interested?”

Tim gulps. He feels like he should say no to this - but he doesn’t want to, and he’s far away from home and everything that used to make sense, and sometimes it feels like Jack’s the only stable ground in a world that’s constantly shifting.

Jack’s watching him intently, waiting. His hands are warm on Timothy’s skin.

They’re the same height, so it’s easy to step into him, to watch Jack’s eyes light up as Timothy leans in.

Interested,” Tim says, right before he presses his lips to Jack’s. “Yeah, you could say that.”

Books that are great, but don’t get enough attention:

Whatever.: or how junior high became totally f$@ked by S. J. Goslee

The Rules of Ever After by Killian B. Brewer

Because You’ll Never Meet Me and Nowhere Near You by Leah Thomas

Noah Can’t Even by Simon James Green
(the main character, Noah, has a twitter account for god’s sake!!!!)

Openly Straight and Honestly Ben by Bill Konigsberg
(There is also a novella with the title, Openly Honestly.) 

Love for the Cold-Blooded, or The Part-Time Evil Minion’s Guide to Accidentally Dating a Superhero by Alex Gabriel

Last Seen Leaving by Caleb Roehrig 

Timekeeper (Timekeeper #1) by Tara Sim

Adulting 101 by Lisa Henry

Willful Machines by Tim Floreen

What They Always Tell Us by Martin Wilson

True Letters from a Fictional Life by Kenneth Logan

Carry the Ocean (The Roosevelt #1) by Heidi Cullinan

Whyborne & Griffin series by Jordan L. Hawk

Life According to Maps series by Nash Summers

Fan Art by Sarah Tregay

Been Here All Along by Sandy Hall

It Looks Like This by Rafi Mittlefehldt

Appetite by Tayla Andor

The Gentleman’s Guide to Vice and Virtue by Mackenzi Lee 
(Okay, this one is freshly released, but check it out anyway)

All For The Game series by Nora Sakavic
(I mean, okay, it has attention, but how about more? It’s also my favourite so -)

One Man Guy by Michael Barakiva


Feel free to add books you feel don’t get enough attention despite them being great!

All part of the job

Well what do you know anon, I was able to whip up some angsty Jackothy for you. Not really my thing, but I did the thing kind of…LOLOL My masterlist archive of bullshit i write can be found linked at the top of the blog or here.

It was at the new science wing opening that the alerts came from.

An explosion from as of yet unknown causes completely blew out the labs, the walls, and the podium where dedication speeches and the usual Hyperion propaganda jerk-fest had been taking place.

Rescue teams weren’t on scene yet, notifications and alerts coming through that many people were injured or dead, chemical fires were starting to spread, and most importantly, an alert stating that Handsome Jack was dead.

Only Handsome Jack wasn’t at the dedication, his double was. Tim. Tim had been the one making speeches and sending hype. Tim had agreed to do the dedication in exchange for a patented Jack-massage. And Tim had been standing on that podium when everything had gone to hell. And the tracker Tim kept on his wrist that monitored his vitals was currently reporting that Handsome Jack was dead.

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“Welcome to Five nights at Mark’s. Enjoy your stay…”

So in my stream today I drew some animatronics…And to “celebrate” that somehow FNAF3 is official, have some creepy animatronics!

Markiplier animatronic: Based on the animatronics from the first game, but placed on the second game. Is somehow damaged (missing an eye and part of his mouth. Some wires can be seen.

Toy Warfstache animatronic: Based on the “Toy” animatronics, from the second game. Does not show any damage on his body.

Darkiplier animatronic: Based on “Golden Freddy.” Almost nowhere to be found, appears whenever he wants. He’s missing almost all his face, showing his endoeskeleton, his arm (also showing part of his endoeskeleton), and missing his legs. Drags himself to move.

Tiny “musicbox” Tim: Based on the “Marionette” from the second game. Something is hidden inside his little body, no one knows what it could be. Be careful to play the musicbox all time.

Enjoy! :D

You never really enjoyed being the president’s daughter, but it wasn’t something you could change. Being in the constant eye of the public was not something you imagined you would ever have to deal with. Somehow, you managed to put up with it all. Well, until that one fateful afternoon. You were lounging in your room, reading yet another book when your bodyguard, Tim, told you that your Father wanted to have lunch with you in the garden. Reluctantly, you got up from your comfy bed and walked to the gardens with Tim close behind. You had finally reached the normal spot, but your Father was nowhere to be seen. Confused, you turned to ask Tim where he was but you were pulled into a strong grip, a cloth being pressed against your mouth. You tried not to inhale, but it was too late and your vision was slowly fading until it was just complete black. You awoke in a run down room, restrained to a chair. Panicking, you desperately tried to untie yourself but to no avail. You came to the conclusion that you were probably being held for ransom and stopped trying to escape as it was useless. It wasn’t long until you could hear some kind of commotion going on, most likely on the floor below you. With a newly found sense of hope, you struggled against the ties the held you in place once again. The door to the shabby room opened and you soon locked gaze with Luke, one of your father’s best spies. He rushed over and quickly unbound you, only just noticing the tear tracks down your face. When he finished, he pulled you up from the chair and into a hug, mumbling “it’s okay sweetheart, you’re okay.” You clung to Luke for dear life as he safely escorted you out of the building. Since you refused to leave his side, your father had no choice but to promote him to be your new security guard since Tim was now behind bars. The two of you only became closer, and you knew you would remember that fateful day for the rest of your life.

For acoustcmichael’s and featuringluke’s spy!5sos blurb night

do you know how Jason and Tim started to get along? 

Quite frankly, I would like to know that myself. Jay and Tim used to have an incredibly antagonistic relationship. Jason was angry at Tim for replacing him as Robin and Tim was kind of freaked out that his dead predecessor was out to kill him. The barest hint of recognition from Jason pre-52 that I can think of is in Battle for the Cowl (that much despised comic) when Jason tries to take the Batman name and asks Tim to be his Robin. It at least shows that Jay considers Tim good enough to be a/his Robin, this is mitigated by the fact that he later beats the crap out of Timmy for declining.

Ok, fast forward to the New 52 reboot and suddenly, Jason is reintegrating into the family? And he and Tim are close?? And Tim calls him the brother he never had??? It’s all very strange and very OOC given the past character interactions. I read somewhere and have since personally accepted that this is because DC realized what great character they had with Jason/Red Hood and, to get him involved more, forced him into relationships that really didn’t make sense. It’s interesting that DC has basically given New 52 Jason many of Pre-52 Dick’s meaningful relationships (Roy, Kory, Tim, Babs etc) as if they can’t figure how to write a Bat brother without making him a Dick clone??

Anyway, bit of a rant sorry. So to answer your question, they started to get along with the New 52 which says that Jay and Tim, out of literally nowhere, have always had a decent relationship?? I think the first example of this is seen in Red Hood and the Outlaws where Tim makes a few appearances to give brotherly advice. I do like the thought of Jay and Tim developing something of a relationship but not like this magical retcon where we just pretend there was never any bad blood. I want a year plus story arc that shows Jason battling his demons as Red Hood, showing the Batfam reaching out to him only to very slowly break down Jay’s walls. I want him to struggle and fight with every member until they reach an understanding and can actually build up a proper relationship. But alas, proper characterization these days is pretty rare.

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With so many films opening over the holiday, here’s a quick rundown of just a few of the Sundance connections.

Amy Adams stars in Tim Burton’s Big Eyes.  Adams first attended the Festival in 2000 with Psycho Beach Party, then Junebug in 2005, and most recently in 2008 with Sunshine Cleaning.  Adam’s co-star in Sunshine Cleaning, Emily Blunt stars in Into the Woods with Anna Kendrick, who made her Sundance debut in 2007 with Rocket Science.  The class of 2007 also includes Sienna Miller, who starred in Interview and can be seen in Clint Eastwood’s new film American Sniper with co-star Bradley Cooper, who first attended the Festival in 2012 with The Words.  Ava DuVernay’s Middle of Nowhere premiered during the 2012 Festival and starred David Oyelowo.  Oyelowo stars in DuVernay’s new film Selma.

Big Eyes, Into the Woods, American Sniper, and Selma all open on Thursday, December 25.

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