I will bet you all of the fifty-two cents in my pocket that Bruce has to resort to picking up his Robins by the cape when they’re misbehaving on patrol. Like you see Batman and Robin after they finish tying up the Joker and Batman clearly wants to leave, but Robin is busy trash talking Joker about how the purple suit was never in fashion and he’s seen cats who could rob a bank better than he can. And then you just see Batman sigh heavily before walking over, grabbing the kid’s cape, and dragging him away muttering something about being home in time for dinner or else Alfie will be pissed.
Highschool au where Jason leaves romantic book quotes in Tim’s locker almost every day, hoping that Tim’s smart enough to figure it out. Tragically, Tim is a clueless loser and thinks someone’s leaving love notes to their girlfriend in the wrong locker.
Tim Drake retreating to the Manor to recuperate from an injury. On the tail end of his stay, he’s fed up with Damian’s snide remarks and attitude and dismissive manner and taunts. He wants to fight back but he keeps thinking of Stephanie Brown, can’t get her out of his head: “Kill ‘im with kindness.”
So he starts gathering pillows and blankets and dragging tables and chairs. The Manor has plenty. Damian, sure enough, notices, and hangs around watching.
“What are you doing?” he finally asks, when he can’t stand it.
“Building a fort. Want to help?” Tim says and offers.
A fort sounds warlike so Damian is game. Any chance to thrash Tim and get away with it. They build together, testing and reinforcing and adjusting.
Once finished, it’s huge and low-ceilinged and cozy. They climb inside with flashlights and Damian asks, “What are the rules of engagement? How is the winner decided?”
“Nobody wins,” Tim says, flopping back with his laptop to watch a movie. “It’s just for hiding in.”
Damian is torn. He feels cheated– this was going to be a battle, right? But no, Tim had never said anything about a battle. He’d just said 'fort.’
He doesn’t want to abandon it. He’d worked on it, too.
And it’s so comfortable.
So, with a low and quiet growl at himself, Damian slouches down next to Tim to watch a movie.
In their fort.
That they made together.
Tim feels like it’s a minor victory. He doesn’t realize how big it really is until the next time he sleeps over at the Manor and wakes to an armful of blankets dumped on his head and an insistent, but not derisive, voice saying,
“We are wasting daylight. Wake up. I have some ideas to improve our previous model.”
And it’s just the thing they do now, their white flag area, a neutral territory. It’s a safe place.
fans: so why did you decide to change the children’s ages?? tim burton: fans: and why aren’t there any poc?? tim burton: fans: and why the hell are olive and emma’s peculiarities switched?? tim burton: fans: and why are they calling jacob “jake”?? tim burton: fans: and why are you including those twins?? tim burton: fans: and why do the hollowgast look like knockoff slenderman? tim burton: tim burton: tim burton:
Laurence Coke as Kon-El (aka Superboy) // Freya Mavor as Cassie Sandsmark (aka Wondergirl) // Sota Fukushi as Tim Drake (aka Robin) //Jasmine Sanders as Cissie King-Jones (aka Arrowette) // William Marcin as Bart Allen (aka Impulse) // Mimi Elashiry as Greta Hayes (aka Secret) //Lida Duch as Rose Wilson (aka Ravager) // Belouka Almonacy as Anita Fite (aka Empress) // Seth Atwell as Lil’ Lobo
I will take any excuse to draw Jay in any kind of uniform; Tim as a photojournalist and Jason as his guide/military bodyguard was something I’ve wanted to do for a while. Thank you to the absolutely amazing @ladellefor collaborating with me and creating agreat fic to tell their story!: )