tim the pit

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  • Jason: I died by a brutal beating at the hands of the joker before
  • Ra's al ghul: *yelling from the Lazarus pit* stop informing people that you are deceased!!
  • Jason: sometimes i can still hear my smart ass comments and feel the need to kill Tim
  • Bruce,Dick and Tim: *yelling from the batcave* stop trying to kill Tim/me!!
  • Damian: *yelling from the batcave* go for it Todd
Batfam Headcanons (4 of oh-my-god-why)
  • Tim is actually a huge fan of Clark Kent’s photographer friend Jimmy Olsen.
    They’ve never met, but Tim has scrapbooks full of shots Jimmy’s taken for the newspapers as well as the special collected album of his work which he prepaid for before it came out.
    He likes that Jimmy manages to capture the awe of being in the presence of super-people and of the fights they fight in his frames while still managing to balance the human side and the mundane aspect of whatever event it is being a day in the life or a day on the job for them.

  • Tim thinks Jimmy should try more different cameras, because he usually only uses an old classic type - this one Nikon FM2 unless it’s for a really special shot or commercial work or if his usual FN2′s are broken/getting repaired.
  • (The reason Jimmy likes The FN2 is that it’s rugged, it’s versatile, and it’s absolutely dependable. Also it’s the first camera he ever used! The FM2N works in nearly any weather and has an almost endless line of lenses from Nikon and other makers and were very popular in the 80s)

  • Which like yeah good model but it’s so old, and Tim only uses like designer pro cameras so the struggle is real how can he get that one panning technique from that one brilliant Olsen photo right, how did the guy even do that on a camera that old did he spruce it up on a computer after??? What a hassle. I mean, is it a money issue?! Tim can donate.

  • Damian’s eyes are green because of the lazarus pit, they originally would’ve been brown. He still looks good with either.

  • Dick will run/leap at jason for a surprise attack hug sometimes (basically the ‘if i run at him he’ll catch me’ meme) but instead of catching him Jason will grab him by the arm or full-body lift him by the waist and fling him across the room. This has no harmful effect as Dick will simply flip and land on his feet like a cat and then run at him again while Jason throws things at his face and tries to look for someone else (preferably damian or tim) for dick to glomp onto instead.

  • Everyone knows that Damian’s the batfam member who loves animals and goes crazy about them, but Tim’s favourite animals are sloths.
    He likes sloths.
    He just does, he thinks they’re funny and it’s not even only because he relates to them spiritually pre-coffee or because he wishes his stress levels were as low as a sloth’s - he also secretly thinks they’re cute and knows mountainloads of fun wacky facts about them (that he will never share with anyone) due to late night energy-drink-fueled googling. He doesn’t bring it up, but whenever he and the others get dragged along to dick and damian’s zoo trips he will unfailingly eventually wander over to the sloth exhibit.
Competition

Pairing: Jason Todd x Reader

Word Count: 1229

Summary: Arm Wrestling and men. What a wonderful combination (NOT!). Jason Todd, your boyfriend believes he is the king of arm wrestling. And it’s true when he faces off everyone of his family members. But what happens when you join the mix?

A/N based off of @inkydandy ‘s BEAUTIFUL drawing! Thank you so much and I hope you enjoy!

“HAHA! You lose again!”

“Not fair! You cheated!”

“Psh. I did no such thing. I’m just physically stronger than you.”

“What-ever, douchebag.” And with that Stephanie Brown flounced away from the table. Jason brushed off his shoulder and ran a hand through his hair.

“Anyone else want to challenge the arm wrestling king?! The game has just begun baby!” He laughed.

“Yeah! I want to!” Damian stepped up to the table.

“No no no. Not happening. Last time I hurt you…ugh. I can’t even say it. Last time I hurt you, I was forced to actually work with Replacement. Worst day of my life.” Jason crossed his arms.

“I HEARD THAT!” Tim shouted from the top level of the cave.

“That’s the point, butt-head.” Damian smirked.

“Hey, who are you calling a butt-head?!” Jason snarled.

“You, butt-head!” Damian pointed to Jason.

“Arm. Table. Now,” Jason pointed to the table he held the arm-wrestling matches on. He and Damian marched over to the table and prepared themselves for the match.

“Babs!” Jason called. Barbara sighed in exasperation and walked over to the table. She rested a hand over Damian’s and Jason’s joined hands.

“Ready. Set. Go.” She said flatly and lifted her hand. In no more than 5 seconds, Damian’s hand hit the table.

“Aw come on!” He whined.

“Told ya,” Jason scoffed.

“You suck,” Damian huffed and walked away from the table. Jason had to refrain himself from making a dirty joke, as Bruce was sitting at his computer a few feet away, and there was no way he was going to spend another whole day working with Tim.

“Anyone else?” Jason laughed.

“I will. Only because I want to wipe that smug grin off your stupid face.” Tim dropped down from the top level of the cave.

“I’ll have you know that Y/N thinks my face is hot,” Jason crossed his arms behind his head.

“She’s your girlfriend, she’s obligated to think that,” Tim rolled his eyes. Jason’s jaw dropped and he furrowed his eyebrows.

“You’re on. Let’s go.” Jason rested his elbow on the table.

It was at that moment that you entered the cave with Alfred.

“Thank you for the tea, Alfred. It was great!” You complimented the butler’s tea.

“Of course, Ms. Y/N. I’m glad you enjoyed it,” he gave you a warm smile.

“HEY! You have been cheating!” You heard Tim’s voice shout.

“Oh no,” you looked in the direction you heard the yelling from.

“Oh no indeed. I believe this is my cue to leave. Good luck, Ms. Y/N.” and with that, Alfred stepped out of the doorway, letting the automatic door shut behind you. You started down the stairs, seeing Jason and Tim get closer with each step.

“I didn’t cheat!” Jason slammed his fist on the table. “I swear!”

“You’ve been using your strength from the Lazarus Pit!” Tim yelled.

“No! I mean I guess but, I CAN’T HELP THAT! It’s natural.” Jason said and leaned back in his chair.

“Alright alright. Tim, move out of the way, I’ll take on this cheater,” Dick walked out of the shadows and over to the table.

“Ohoho! Mr. Perfect wants to challenge the King? Alright, let’s do it, Grayson. Let’s see if you can beat me.” Jason watched as Dick sat down across from him.

When you reached the bottom of the staircase, you sighed.

“Jason, what are you doing now?” You called out. Jason, Tim, and Dick swiveled their heads in your direction.

“Come here, babe. Watch me beat Dick’s ass,” Jason beckoned you towards the table.

“Beat his ass? Why do you need a table? Oh god. Don’t tell me you’re going to throw the table,” you rushed over.

“No no, it’s an arm wrestling contest,” Jason laughed. You gaped at him, then facepalmed. He gave you a confused look.

“Of course. Arm wrestling. How did I not catch on?” You muttered. You looked up and smiled. “Carry on.”

“Get ready to be humiliated, Grayson,” Jason smirked as Dick set his elbow on the table and took Jason’s hand in his own. The competition hasn’t even begun and both men were already flexing.

You rolled your eyes and placed your hand over theirs. “Ready? Set…Go.”

And it begun. Both men furrowed their eyebrows as they tried to bring the other’s arm down on the table first. Your gaze made it’s way to Jason’s arm and you bit your lip.

The sweat combined with his flexing drove you crazy. “Arms. Arms. Aaaaarrrmmmmsss,” you thought to yourself with a smirk.

“Fuck!” Jason said as his arm was slowly being inched toward the table. Dick let out a strained laugh as he slowly pushed Jason’s arm down.

Suddenly, Jason felt a surge of adrenaline and fought against Dick and pushed his arm onto the table. Dick watched in horror as the back of his hand touched the table.

You let out stifled giggles as Dick covered his face in shame.

“Ha! Told you I’d beat you!” Jason stood up and gloated.

“Dick…you failed to avenge me…” Tim cried.

“I’m sorry!” Dick yelled dramatically. At this point, Bruce had turned around to see what the fuss was all about and a small smile played on his lips.

“Okay okay okay! Calm down! I’ll take you on, Jay,” you crossed your arms. Jason stopped gloating for a moment to give you a baffled look.

“What?” He asked.

“Sit down, baby boy, we’ll see who the champion of arm wrestling really is,” you took off your jacket and threw it at Tim’s face. Jason raised an eyebrow as you sat across from him. He had to admit that this side of you was pretty attractive.

Dick and Tim stood next to each other with giddy smiles like a couple of 7 year olds. Bruce waited to see what happened. You took Jason’s large hand in your own. It completely covered your hand, but you didn’t care.

“Are you sure about this?” Jason asked.

“Are you scared? Scared you’re gonna get your ass beat? Come on Jason, I know you’re not one to back away from a fight,” you taunted him. Jason narrowed his eyes at you and you returned the gesture.

Dick put his hand on both of yours, then said the magic words, “Ready? Set…Go!” He shouted. Jason didn’t use as much strength, but your arm was still being pushed toward the table.

All of sudden, you got up and leaned over the table toward Jason and pressed a sweet kiss to his lips, catching him completely off guard.

You took this time to push his hand toward the table. The back of his hand hit the table softly. You pulled away and sat back down, letting go of his hand simultaneously. He stared at you in surprise. Dick and Tim held onto each other in shock. Even Bruce was bewildered. From where Damian was watching, he pumped his fist in victory.

“I win.” You smile at Jason. You stood up and grab your jacket from where Tim placed it and started walking to the stairs again. Jason watched every movement, then he stood up.

“You cheated! I demand a rematch!” He shouted.

“Anytime, Jay. Anytime,” you started up the stairs again. Jason followed after you, eager to regain his title as the king of arm wrestling.


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tynion’s now throwing out established lore on the lazarus pit just to prop tim up some more 

If The Outsiders had Tumblr blogs

Darry- Inspirational quotes, things that make you think.
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Two-bit- Post jokes and “good comebacks”, repost Mickey Mouse gifs/photos
Mickeybit

Steve- cars, babes on cars, has a strategic tagging systems.
Steve-o-Randle

Dally- baddie aesthetics, doesn’t really have original post just repost.
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Sodapop- Selfies, aesthetic photography, repost horse related things
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Johnny- Good vibes, yoga/meditation, and self love
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Ponyboy- Fandom blog. Known for quote related gifs and epic imagines.
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Tim- Pit bull appreciation blog. Puppies, old doggies, all the dogos.
Timsayswoof

Angela- Up-cycling and broke life hacks on how to look fab af
Lipstick-and-liner

Curly- dark humor and memes
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this panel is Upsetting because Tim is so, so certain that the batfam will come for him, that they’ll be there for him, but will they?  Everyone seems 100% certain that he is dead, and there isn’t a breadcrumb trail like there was when Bruce was lost in time to lead anyone to Tim, so how long will Tim be imprisoned?  How long will Tim be waiting there before he begins to doubt that anyone is coming for him?  Before he begins to lose hope that anyone is even looking for him?  Before Tim, the robin who knew Bruce wasn’t dead and brought him back, who almost went to extremes like a lazarus pit to bring loved ones back, begins to believe that nobody will do the same for him?

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“You still live at home?” Tim asks but then wants to slap himself. What happened to the manners his parents taught him? Dick thankfully doesn’t seem bothered by his question.

“Yeah, until I find a decent place around here anyways. I was in Bludhaven for a while but I moved back in to be closer to work and my girlfriend. Plus, our dad was completely hopeless at dealing with the other brats without me.” He winks at Tim, or tries to. Both eyes end up closing in an overexaggerated blink towards Tim.

“Oh that’s, uh, cool.” Is all Tim can think to say to that. “Are you driving me to your office or…” He trails off, eyeing their cars doubtfully. It doesn’t seem logical but it’s the only reason he can think of for Dick to be waiting for him in his driveway.

“Nope, we’re actually doing an in-home visit today!”

“A what?” Tim asks, feeling a pit of dread form in his stomach.

“It’s part of my job to come check out your living situation,” Dick explains, voice taking a softer tone as he notices Tim’s confusion. “It was in the packet I sent home with you and your parents at the hospital.”

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The best lies are true. For Tim/Kon week: non-powered AU. [AO3]

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Kon’s definitely the weirdest bodyguard he’s ever had. Not that he has that many to compare to, but Tim’s pretty sure that Kon has talked more in three minutes than his last bodyguard had in three months.

When they’re safely home at Wayne Manor, Nelson had usually disappeared to monitor the security cameras, or patrol the grounds, or whatever he did when he was off-duty. Instead, Kon slumps on the couch next to Tim, stealing his popcorn and critiquing his zombie-killing moves.

Clark vouched for him, Tim reminds himself. Though Clark is a man who voluntarily wears flannel, so his judgment is questionable.

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“You still live at home?” Tim asks but then wants to slap himself. What happened to the manners his parents taught him? Dick thankfully doesn’t seem bothered by his question.

“Yeah, until I find a decent place around here anyways. I was in Bludhaven for a while but I moved back in to be closer to work and my girlfriend. Plus our dad was completely hopeless at dealing with the other brats without me.” He winks at Tim, or tries to. Both eyes end up closing in an over exaggerated blink towards Tim.

“Oh that’s, uh, cool.” Is all Tim can think to say to that. “Are you driving me to your office or…” He trails off, eyeing their cars doubtfully. It doesn’t seem logical but it’s the only reason he can think of for Dick to be waiting for him in his driveway.

“Nope, we’re actually doing an in-home visit today!”

“A what?” Tim asks, feeling a pit of dread form in his stomach.

“It’s part of my job to come check out your living situation,” Dick explains, voice taking a softer tone as he notices Tim’s confusion. “It was in the packet I sent home with you and your parents at the hospital.”

I Don't Want to Hear it

For JayTim week, day six: redemption

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“I don’t want to hear it,” Tim says as he turns to leave, and Jason wants to grab him and hold him and grovel until Tim believes that he really is sorry, but his hands stay at his sides and Tim walks through the door, leaving Jason alone in the break room.

All Jason can think is how beautiful Tim looked in that dress and how he hopes Tim won’t stop wearing them, just because of one stupid thing Jason said.

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anonymous asked:

In your Robin Reversal AU did Damian try to avenge Tim after he died?

I wouldn’t completely call it avenging, but Damian did get very, very angry and took it out on a lot of criminals and villains. It got to the point Bruce couldn’t even tell Damian when cases involved Joker because Damian would see red and focus solely on the Joker, no matter his relevance. 

He broke into Arkham more than once to just beat the living tar out of the Joker. And what made it worse was the Joker expected him, and laughed every time.

In his weaker moments, he’d cry, and beg his father or his friends or anyone to let him use the Lazarus Pit. To make a deal with his mother or his grandfather. He would take the responsibility for Tim and anything the Pit madness made him do, he promised, he swore.

They always said no, and on some occasions, were forced to sedate him to get him off that track. Tim dying really wrecked him, and no one could tell if it was because Tim was a child when it happened, or if Damian really had come to love him in their short time as brothers.

anonymous asked:

How do you think red-x tim would be like?

*cracks knuckles and takes a deep breath* i have thought about this……so much, finally i dont have to rant to my friends 

okay so tim would get brought back to life via the lazarus pit, and ra’s would be right there and ready to calm tim in all his pit madness glory. but something goes wrong

tim doesn’t come out of the pit frothing and angry, he comes out, catches his breath, and stares at ra’s with harsh green eyes before he blinks and takes in his surroundings

the pit didn’t very well change tim, it just sort of dulled his restraints, his empathy, the nagging little voice in his head that always told him to ‘hold back, be quiet, don’t say anything.’ (his parents were big believers in children should be seen not heard) 

so tim’s ruthless and ready to show all the bat’s exactly what they’re missing now that they lost him, he’s ready to show them all he’s not some underrated little tech support. 

tl;dr he’s mean, he’s snarky, and he’s ready to take over Gotham