i wonder how drake feels about this

Jason Todd: Ever wonder which kid in this fucked up family will be next to have a mental breakdown and murder hundreds of people?

Tim: My money is on Damian.

Damian: -tt- Ridiculous. Clearly, Drake, it will be you. However, your IQ is too low to register how unstable you are.

Tim [covered in coffee stains, hasn’t slept in three days, hasn’t seen sunlight in twelve days, gets most meals from a vending machine, argues with himself out loud without realizing, doesn’t remember what showering feels like, and cried at least five times when last watched Finding Dory]: I don’t know what you’re talking about.

Stranger Things!Young Justice AU

ooooh boi I have a lot of thoughts about this:

-Tim, Gar, Bart, and Cass are all besties who love and care about each other and have weekly movie marathon nights where they stuff their faces with pizza

-after one of these nights while biking home, bart disappears and nobody knows why or how and his older brother Wally and foster parents barry and iris are devastated and freaking out

-so ofc Tim, Gar, and Cassie launch this secret don’t-tell-the-grownups hunt for him and hike through the woods where Bart’s bike was found (he would never leave his bike there he loves how fast he can go on it!!!) 

-they run into this young boy, shivering and scared, who doesn’t really say much and looks like he could use a lot of help so tim and co. take him to tim’s place

-and once gar and cassie leave after having this huge argument with tim on whether or not the boy can be trusted tim takes it upon himself to try and get him to talk

-and tim sees the number eleven tattooed on the boy’s wrist and he does the whole “eleven? what’s eleven?”, which leads to the boy pointing to himself

-cue the “oh that’s you? well my name’s tim, short for timothy. maybe we can call you el, short for eleven” and a flicker of recognition lights up the boy’s eyes


-tim is just “???” and the boy points to himself and repeats “ed”

-“oh your name is ed? okay cool well just sleep down here we have so many rooms i honestly don’t think anyone is going to notice”

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anonymous asked:

I love how you often set your stories different worlds rather than just placing them inside regular continuity. Do you think you could do a TimKon story in a Silver Age AU?

first off, thanks! second off, I’m not a big reader of sliver age comics so if this ends up sounding like Adam West crossed with a 1940s news caster that’s why.


Summer 1958

Tim Drake, Robin, the all-American Boy Wonder, shifted nervously from foot to foot in the Batcave. “Easy there old chum, you’ll get dust on your boots, and you know how Alfred feels about that” Batman said tilting his head in a fatherly way. Tim looked at his bright green pixie boots. His ankles had a harsh tan line from his socks that went half way up his calves. “Golly Bruce when are they gonna get here” Tim said twisting his short yellow cape in his hand. 

Batman clapped a supportive hand onto Tim’s shoulder. “Well Tim Superman will be here just as some as the people of Metropolis don’t need him for a moment, you know how crime fighting can be” Tim nodded without much enthusiasm. “Yeah I guess so” Tim said. 

Tim would have never confessed this but he was lonely. Oh Bruce was the best dad a boy could ask for. He always had lots of time for Tim’s baseball games and debate meets. However with Dick settled down with his wife Bette and Jason away at college Tim often felt like he didn’t have any one to talk about being a kid sidekick to. Indeed none of the rest of the Justice League even had a sidekick, till now. All in all it could make a boy feel rather blue. 

The should of rock scraping rock echoed through the cave. “They’re here!” Tim jumped up and down. “Claim down chum, you’ve met Superman before” Bruce said with a chuckle. It wasn’t Superman Tim was excited for though. Superman floated down “Batman! gee it’s good to see ya pal!” Superman pumped Batman’s hand enthusiastically. Batman smiled warmly “Good to see you too friend” Tim barely noticed because floating down after Superman was Superboy.

Tim had never met a hero his own age and he drank in every detail. Superboy was a copy of Superman but shorter, while Superman bulged with muscles Superboy was skinny. His hair was longer combed into what was, almost, but not quite a ducktail. Tim took in a sharp breath, Bruce would never allow him to cut his hair into a ducktail however much he wanted to. Bruce didn’t approve of rock and roll or long hair. Tim didn’t notice the flash of disapproval on Bruce’s face as he looked over Superboy as he came in for a landing, which was less graceful than Superman’s.

“Ah!” Superman smiled more broadly and put his arm around Superboy’s shoulders and pulled him forward. “This is my new partner, Superboy! Superboy meet Batman and Robin” Bruce had fixed a smile onto his face. “Very nice to meet you young man!” he said sticking his hand out, Superboy looked at it for a second before taking it and giving a clearly awkward handshake. Tim felt awkward that way that only teenagers meeting each other in front of their parents can. “uh hi” he managed and gave a little wave.

“Hey” Superboy offered a little smile and Tim felt his face heat. Boy those Supers have nice teeth Tim thought, but he knew he’d never noticed Superman’s teeth before. Superboy shifted uncomfortably, he felt his cape dragging on the floor. He didn’t like the cape but hadn’t had the nerve to tell Clark yet. Conner generally felt uncomfortable, he’d been dreamed up or whatever the term for it was by Mr. Mxyzptlk. No one knew why he hadn’t gone away when Mxyzptlk had been tricked back to the 5th dimension.

When he was honest Conner half expected to pop like a soap bubble most days. Clark was so easy, so natural it made him wonder if he’d ever be real, really real. Did he have a soul? was he a real person? these kinds of questions he knew were not the kind of thing you could ask Superman. You surely didn’t tell Superman that you wanted to ditch the cape in the copy of his suit you wore in favor of a leather jacket like James Dean in Rebel Without a Cause. 

After a few minutes of awkward conversation, where Bruce and Clark did most of the talking and Tim and Conner did their best not to look at each other or anywhere else, Bruce said, “well you boys better take off, the city isn’t gonna save itself ha ha” Superman laughed like this was great joke. Tim fought not to roll his eyes but he was happy to be getting out of there. Superboy offer to tow him and hanging by a rope held in Superboy’s hands Robin flew off into the Gotham afternoon. 

Sitting on a roof top overlooking the city Conner tried not to stare at Robin’s legs. Was wondering about other guy’s legs something a real boy did? He was pretty sure it wasn’t, but how could he help it? The guy’s legs were bare from the band of his green scaled underpants, and Conner really had to try not to look at those, to his little green bootie shoes. “Sorry you came all the way out here for no crime” Robin said sheepishly. Conner honestly didn’t mind, he figured a villain with some huge blimp or whatever would ruin the swell time he was having.

“nah it’s all good, you want a smoke?” Robin’s eyes bugged out like Conner had offered him a membership in the communist party. “Oh no Batman would tan my skin for that!” Superboy had to smile, why was it that he thought Robin nervous was….cute? He reached into the red underwear he wore on the outside of the suit. It was pretty embarrassing but useful for storage. While he was fishing for his cigarettes he didn’t see Robin staring at his questing hand. He pulled them out and look up at Robin who looked… flushed. 

“you sure you don’t want one?” Conner said as he put one between his lips. Robin gulped “uh I guess I could try one, Superboy” Conner crossed the space between them and pulled a cigarette from the pack, then for reasons he didn’t really understand, put it between Robin’s lips. “call me Kon” He said, and he didn’t know why he’d told Robin that. Kon was the name Mxyzptlk gave him, Superman hated it, but Conner kinda dug it. 

“K-Kon” Robin’s smile looked a little shaky and Conner smiled as he held his zippo at the tip of the cigarette as it danced and jittered. Tim coughed after his first drag but not too badly. Conner took a deep drag and looked sideways at Robin. “We should do this more often Robin” Robin looked like he’d swallowed his cigarette. “Tim” He managed “my name is Tim” Conner smiled and looked out at the setting sun “Tim” he repeated and damn didn’t it sound good. 

Who is Tariq anyways?

This is the third time I started this post. Technical difficulties caused crashes.Some screencaps are from the PlayApps channel. Ch. 13 pics are by me.

One of the things that has been bugging me is we really don’t know that much about Tariq despite the fact he plays such an important role.

We first see Tariq at the bachelor party. At that point I wondered if he was a tutor as he seemed older than the others (to me).  We don’t learn much about him other than he has fine tastes and a bit of a superiority complex. I’ve been trying to figure out how he fits with the group. Liam has obviously pretty much grown up with Drake and Maxwell (to a lesser degree). To be invited on an occasion like this I feel like you would have to be very close to Liam, and yet I don’t see that Tariq has any real connection to the prince.

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Actual Wild World Song Meanings
  • good grief: someone close to him dying
  • the currents: wow your political opinions are scary i'm just gonna stop talking to you bye
  • an act of kindness: someone did something good for no reason at all. no seriously. this is easily the most depressing song on this album and it's about a good thing happening
  • warmth: everything is terrible and i need a hug
  • glory: people who focus on heaven are focusing on death but you're so cool that i don't need to
  • power: "why would i put on a vest i expect you to aim for the head"
  • two evils: yeah i'm a bad person but not *THAT* bad
  • send them off!: help
  • lethargy: i worry i'm not as creative as i used to be
  • four walls: jail
  • blame: snitches get stitches
  • fake it: let's end things quickly and pretend to be happy, okay honey?
  • snakes: i'm going to pretend this isn't happening right now so i don't have to deal with it
  • winter of our youth: i choose to look at my childhood as the mess that it was and not as the great time i wanted it to be
  • way beyond: 2016 is fucked up and if you don't care then fuck you
  • oil on water: a woman has sex with a bunch of men and posts about it on facebook
  • campus: the guy who you pay to do your homework has feelings too
  • shame: "ever since i left the city you..."
  • the anchor: you keep me grounded and i love you for that

The thing that fucks me up about Andrew is that Drake wasn’t even the first man to take advantage of him. Even years before Drake started taking advantage of him, some else had already hurt Andrew. And Andrew loved Cass and the rest of the Spear family, he so badly wanted to be Andrew Joseph Spear, that he was willing to put up with Drake’s abuse because Drake would likely be gone most of the year and Andrew finally found someone who deeply loved and cared for him as a son in Cass. Right until Drake threatened Aaron. Andrew didn’t even like Aaron, he barely knew his brother but the thought of Drake doing that to anyone else pushed him over the edge. He gave up on his family, he did something so terrible that he ended up being sent to juvie for years. And when they finally released him, it was on the terms that he would remain heavily medicated. He was only about 12/13. And he put his faith in Luther and told him about Drake with the hope that at the very least no other foster kids would end up in a house with him. But Luther called it a “misunderstanding” and did nothing. And combine that with learning of Tilda’s abuse of Aaron, no wonder Andrew has issues trusting anyone at all. How long did it take for him to learn to trust Wymack or Betsy? To even trust Nicky and Kevin?

Hotline Bling chapter 6

A/N: tell us what you think of the chapter!! Remember @somedayimagines will be posting chapter 7, so don’t fall off of your seat just yet 😏

Just as you was getting ready to slip out from Justin’s bed he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you closer, stopping you. You stiffened up knowing he’s holding you naked, I mean yes you two fuck now and then but you’ve never really held each other or even cuddled.

“U-um Justin,” you stuttered.

You felt him inhale in and out as his hot breath touched your neck.

“Where are you going?” he asked.

His breath was so husky making you suddenly melt into his arms without even realizing it.

“Home, where else?”

“You can stay here a little longer.”

“No, I can’t, I’m not even supposed to, it was against my rules in the first place.”

He suddenly loosened his grip form around your waist and you wished he didn’t.

“Oh, but the rules don’t apply to Drake does it?” he said a little too coldly for your liking.

You sat up quickly holding the covers up to your chest looking at him as he turns on his back to look at the ceiling.

“What the hell does that even mean?” you watched as he licked his lips and his brown orbs connected with yours.

“Meaning.” he sat up leaning on his elbow.

“You’re a hoe Y/N…you just met Drake and a day later you going home with him to fuck. Weeks later you’re in my bed fucking me, you sure didn’t stop me either.”

Your blood was suddenly boiling at the fact he got the nerve to call you a hoe and jumping to conclusions like you would ever do such a thing. Unlike Justin who probably didn’t give a fuck and let his dick do the talking like he always did. He probably slept with Selena without second thoughts.

“You shouldn’t be talking BIEBER when you went home with Selena the same night.”

Justin stood quiet for a second as his lips curved up to a smirk, “Me and your situation are different, you only knew drake for two fucking days, I love Sel-“

SMACK. Your hand collides with Justin’s cheek. The smack had such an impact that it echoed through the room. You were so pissed off. How could he say he loves Selena but have the nerve to text you every day to come over? You suddenly started swinging at him uncontrollably catching him off guard making you both fall off of the bed having the covers go down with you both. You were still swinging, not even caring if you both were still naked. You connected your fist with his lip causing it to split a little.

“Fuck you Justin!! I fucking hate you!!” you continued to swing as he finally got control of your hands turning over as you were now on your back.

He was between your legs on top of you looking down at you and pinning your arms to the floor as you struggled to get lose.

“Get off of me Justin so I could punch you in your top lip, I can even it out for you!!!”

He licked his bottom lip tasting blood as you looked at him in disgust. His eyes roamed your body thinking about the way Drake was touching you. He wasn’t roaming your body in a pleasant way. He was just as disgusted. He was wondering if his tongue had been around your nipples, if he’d squeezed them. How he made you moan? Did he make you feel good? Was the sex better than his?

He made eye contact with yours as you both stared at each other in disgust and anger. “You like being a hoe don’t you?”

Again you tried to move out from his grip as he gripped your wrist tighter and leaning into you more, you felt his hard penis on your lips. “

You can’t just be a hoe for everybody Y/N,” he spoke whispering in your ear you wiggled, but his penis brushing against your opening made you moan slightly, you blushed bit you were still pissed.

“Get, off of me Just-” you moaned slightly as he interrupts you sucking on your neck marking you.

He wanted to let anyone that comes across you especially Drake that you were his and only his. He then made his way to the other side of your neck marking you again. Your body relaxed knowing he knew that was your week spot. He let your hands go as he kissed his way down to your breast biting and sucking on your right breast while squeezing the other one with his hand. It was different, you were liking the sudden roughness. He knew you did as he heard your breath getting uneasy.

“Does he make you feel this good? Huh Y/N?” he then bit down on the other one making you squeal out in pleasure.

You were still pissed at him. Just as you were about to swing on him again he slipped into your opening as you arched you back, moaning out closing your eyes. He scooted you closer to him wrapping his hand around the back of your neck forcing you to look at him as he continued to thrust inside you slowly and deeply.

“Don’t close your eyes. Look at me.” He grunted through his teeth.

As you followed orders looking him In the eyes, “You’re gonna know the right feeling, the correct feeling. I’m gonna fuck you so good that you won’t ever open your legs to him again.”

He thrusted into you harder as you got wetter and wetter. Heat started building up and you were loving the feeling. It was different this time, the feeling was different. The way he touched you was different. As you caressed his cheek and gripped his arm with the other looking each other in the eyes, Selena flashed through your head.

His words “I love Selena.” ran through your head constantly and you got heated all over again. You suddenly wanted to hurt Justin, and that’s exactly what you were gonna do.

He held on to you tight as you both never broke eye contact until he kissed you passionately. You felt it but you felt hurt that he would mess with your feelings just so you wouldn’t mess with Drake. He went deeper as you moaned softly feeling that tingle in your stomach. Both of your breathing were uneasy as you closed your eyes getting prepared. If he thought that you fucked Drake then you was gonna make it clear that you did exactly that.

“Drake,” you moaned.

You suddenly felt the sensation in your stomach stop. You opened your eyes to see Justin looking at you with so many emotions in his eyes, anger, hurt, so many. He unwrapped his arms from around you making you fall back on the ground as he slipped out of you. You stopped yourself with your elbows. He just looked at you as you scooted yourself back to his dresser.

He got up silently as he put his boxers on, he turned around as he through your clothes at you. “Get out.”

Suddenly you wished you hadn’t said what you said. It was on purpose yes but now you feel bad.

“By the time I get out of the shower, you better not be here,” he said a little too calmly.

He walked out of the room as you sat there for a while thinking before you decided to leave.

“You did what?!” Kendall yelled in shock as she took a sip from her drink.

You guys were at the mall sitting in the café eating.

“I know… I’m a horrible person,” you sighed still feeling bad.

It’s been a month since you and Justin last made your encounter. You wanted to talk to him but you were afraid to. That’s something new to you. You didn’t know this was gonna dwell on you so much. But you and Drake have been in contact still.

“I mean no, not exactly a bad person, he fucked Selena so he deserved that. I mean you didn’t even sleep with Drake.”

“Shh, can you not be so loud?” you asked looking around.

“Oh relax, nobody is listening,” she rolled her eyes playfully.

“If I’m not a bad person, why do I feel bad?”

“Because, you care for Justin’s feelings whether you want to admit it or not. I’m just surprised that you didn’t go to Hailey to talk about all of this since you two are closer.”

“I don’t know, I mean, I would’ve but she’s been pretty busy also lately with her shoots and stuff.”

“I’m a model too you know.” Kendall looked at you with her lips curved to the side.

You laughed softly. “I know, but you were free.”

“Good point.” her eyes adjusted from me to behind me.

“What?” you asked confused as to what she was looking at.

You turned around to see Selena sitting three tables down from yours. You both made eye contact and you rolled your eyes turning back around.

You shrugged, “She doesn’t phase me, I’m good.”

“So you’re the hoe Justin was talking about?” The voice that you didn’t want to hear said as you looked up at Selena.

“Excuse you?” you asked irritated.

“Oh, you’re the girl who went home with Drake?” she asked looking at you as she tilted her head looking at you up and down, “Humph, I think Drake could do better.”

You stood up quickly as your chair scooted back face to face with her. “I think you should watch your mouth, unless you want your lip to match Justin’s.”

She laughed softly looking down and then looking back at you. “Was that a threat sweat heart? I honestly don’t even like you since Justin told me what you did, I mean hoes will always be hoes right?”

You smiled softly about to say something when Justin walked over.

“Sel, I got the foo-“ he said stopping himself seeing you in his presence. He didn’t exactly know how to react, should he be happy? Or still be upset?

You both made eyes contact but he quickly broke it turning his head to Kendall. “Hey Ken.”

Kendall, slightly smiled and waved. You looked at her confused since she always give Justin a more of an open welcome, was she upset with him?

As you turned your head they were already walking towards there table. You sighed and sat back down.

“You wanna go now?” Kendall asked worried.

“No I’m fine.” You laughed softly hiding the pain you were feeling.

“Maybe you two should talk it out, like tell him you and Drake didn’t sleep together, dragging this out is only gonna get worst.”

“That still doesn’t change the fact that he slept with Selena.”

“True.” She shrugged. “ I don’t know what to tell you then.”

“Tell her what?” Justin said as he pulled up a seat and sitting on it backwards.

You and Kendall looked at him surprised that he’s even over here. You just looked down picking at your foot with your fork.

“Where Selena?” Kendall asked.

“She went to the bathroom.”

You felt his eyes piercing through you but you didn’t bother to look up.

“Still fucking Drake?” Justin asked not carding if he just said that out loud.

“Still fucking Selena?” You asked him with a question.

“Yes he is.” Selena said walking up behind Justin putting her hand on his shoulder.

You and Kendall rolled your eyes. “You can go back to your table now, you’re not wanted here.” Kendall said looking straight at Selena.

“Come on Jay.” She said taking his hand, he was about to get up when Justin was pulled back down by Kendall.

“Not him, I have to talk to him, but you can go.”

Selena looked at Justin for an assistance. “I’ll be over there in minute babe alright.”

She smiled and walked off confidently as you balled your hand up into a fist and let it go.

Justin turns his attention back to Kendall. “What’s up?”

“You two need to talk.”

Justin looked at you but you didn’t say anything, so he looked back at Kendall.

“Talk about what?” He asked confused but knows exactly what.

“You know what I’m talking about Justin, are you really fucking Selena?” She whispered but enough for you to hear.

Justin smirked looking at you and then back at Kendall again. “Is this what she told you? I’m not the only bad one in this situation, she’s fucking Drake, but why does it matter who I’m messing with, we aren’t together, we were never together.”

“But she’s n-“

“You’re completely right Justin, we aren’t together, so let’s just drop it Kendall.” You smiled slightly at her interrupting her before she could finish.

Kendall looked at you both and sighed. “Fine, you can go now.”

But instead of Justin getting up he turned his attention back to you. He looked like he wanted to say something. He opened his mouth a few times but no words. He seemed like he was getting frustrated so instead he just got up and walked back to his table.