FORGOTTEN &;; RED

thomas park. twenty. going to save the world, [ tim drake au dependent. ]

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realwhenitsuseful:

Bruce knew it was complicated, that simply having Tim around didn’t mean their situation was fixed, keeping them close while their memories had yet to return only a temporary solution while they tried to find answers. Still, having his son around, falling into such a familiar routine, their current conversation reminiscent of so many they had before Thanos came into the picture–it wasn’t the same, it was far from it, but it was something nevertheless.

“Your performance isn’t my concern, Mister Park, it’s your well being.” He paused leaning back on his office chair. “Take the rest of the afternoon off, get some rest. We can pick up where we left off tomorrow.”

    thomas rubs his face tiredly, disappointed in himself. here he was sitting, in a spot someone wished they could be, and he was being sent away in the stupidest way. 

      “ i’m sorry. “ he stands up. “ should i pack up my desk today or tomorrow before our meeting? “

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infinitesmanoftomorrow:

He gave the younger man a grin and nodded as he got the paper back, scratching a note about sending him a copy. “Sure… I can do that even if it get used,” promised Jerome. His eyes rose to the other’s. “LinkedIn? I didn’t know anyone still used that. Looking for a job?” 

       “ i’ve got an incredible internship but i want to grow my network anyway, i want to dominate. “ he grins widely and shrugs. “ you have to always be ten steps ahead of other people, you know? “

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ofnghtwng:

It must be a bit of a shock for Tim to try and take in everything. Clearly he’s making the most of his internship, doing his best to make sure he doesn’t fall over in his internship - little does he realise that there’s no way Bruce would ever fire him, no matter what. “Hey, that’s understandable. I know it’s a big opportunity, but it’s gonna be fine. You’re a good kid, Tom.” He chuckles and shakes his head. “Thanks, kid. No boyfriend - I’m here with a friend of mine.” That’s what he’s choosing to stick with for now, at least.

“ thanks dick, i appreciate you like taking me under your imaginary wing. “ tom teases with a small laugh. he raises an eyebrow at dick, almost as if he doesn’t believe that the other doesn’t have a boyfriend especially today. “ a friend? where’d he go? i’m still a bit lonely here, love to make some friends. “

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ofrobin:

“It’s not, but whatever, everyone has their preferences I guess.” Damian replies with a roll of his eyes. “You should really try sleeping at night.” Even if his brother doesn’t remember him, some things didn’t change it seems.

   “ aren’t you younger than me? i think i’m the one who’s suppose to be doling out judgy life advice. “ he says with a small grin, though it gave him a small moment of deja vu. “ besides i sleep more than enough. “

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infinitesmanoftomorrow:

“Hope you don’t mind,” Jerome said, flashing his press badge and then shifting over to take some pictures. He’d been in full enjoyment of the pride parade, watching everyone be who they were and it was a heart warming thing for the reporter. He was going to do his best to make this front page news, as it should be. He wasn’t sure why, but he’d always had an affinity for news and finding those things that needed to be put in front of other people to make them think and accept that this was a great thing. This was no exception and keen blue eyes still roamed the area, looking for trouble. He didn’t understand why there, either, but it was another habit he had. “Here, if you could just put your name and signature on this?” he asked the person of whom he now had a picture. “Just a press release to print this in the paper. I don’t know that it’ll necessarily make it,” he smiled. “But I guess it’s me covering my bases.” 

  thomas nodded, grabbing the pen and easily signing his name on the line. “ yeah, i totally get it, dude. if you don’t use it, can you email me it? i wrote that down on the bottom of the sheet. “ he smiled. “ you look like you take some awesome photos and i need a new linkedin headshot. “

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ofnghtwng:

He knows he should tone it down, he’s being too familiar with the kid and it’s bound to give something away, but for the time being Dick doesn’t think too hard about it. At least while they’re here having a good time, Dick can sort of pretend Tim still remembers him so long as he doesn’t look too close or ask too much of him. Surely he can manage that. “Don’t worry about that, he already knows. He might not be great at showing it, but - he wouldn’t have picked a kid he thought wouldn’t appreciate what he was being given.” Dick chuckles and looks down at his shirt. “I wish I’d had the time, but no. I love it, though - it’s a whole look, you know?”

  thomas finds himself doubting what dick says, there’s no way thomas can slack off and not lose the most amazing internship in the world- mister wayne might be a bit friendly but he’d probably fire tom in a heartbeat. “ if you say so, just still nervous, i guess. “ he shrugs before returning back to a smile. “ it looks fantastic on you, did you bring your boyfriend with you? ‘

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ofnghtwng:

It’s always a little shock to see Tim - not Tim, Tom, he needs to keep reminding himself - but Dick manages to ignore it this time. He just puts an easy smile on his face and waves as Tim approaches anyway, doing his best to stay casual. It’s been a good day so far, he doesn’t wanna ruin it. “It’s good to see you outside the office, kiddo. You work yourself way too hard.” He grins and points at the pretty obvious tye-dye rainbow shirt. “Yeah! I’m here for the event. It’s a big deal, I wanna do my part.”

   thomas smiles back, rubbing his head at the nickname- he doesn’t think he’ll be use to his coworkers acting so fond of him for awhile. it’s a little odd that they’re so warm to him, but he lets it slide, it’s not that he even really minds it. “ well, i want to make sure mister wayne knows i really appreciate him letting work there- gotta make him proud of his investment. “ thomas shrugs, before eyeing dick’s whole look. “ you look awesome, did you make the shirt yourself? “ 

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svpernovvas:

oh.  oh, okay.  kon hadn’t expected that, hadn’t really thought he’d run into tim-thomas here, but it actually makes the whole mess feel a whole lot less intimidating.  his heart thumps in his chest irregularly.  he makes a small noise of surprise, but he hugs him back tightly, hand pressed comfortably to the small of his back.  

        “ you think so ?? ” kon asks, giving a slight smile, but he also hasn’t let go of tim just yet, relieved as he is for just a moment that feels halfway normal. 

     thomas- tim? rests his head against kon’s chest, feeling it rise with his breaths till the man had calmed down more. the memories aren’t entirely there yet, thomas still can’t tell you the moment that they first met but he remembers the first time kon’s smile made his chest tighten. and he can remember the moment he thought he was gone from the world forever. 

     “ i’m sorry i forgot you. and asked if you had a grindr. “ he apologizes, finally pulling back just enough to give the other a small grin. “ though, not sorry about giving you my number. “

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svpernovvas:

   kon’s had a lot of time to come to terms with some shit about himself.  and then he had some time being dead.  which means he’s never actually gotten around to going to pride.  he also probably has never said the words i’m gay in his life, which means he’s feeling a little bit anxious.  everyone here seems to happy and open and…kon doesn’t know how to be that way yet.  

       — he’s been told countless times that he’s got the gay fashion thing down already, though, so he’s safe to be here in his superboy costume && one little rainbow flag painted on his cheek by some sweet girl he met earlier with a bunch of brushes.  “ am i in your way ?? ” he asks, barely paying attention, fixated as he is on the festivities.  

   thomas had been in a bit of a daze for the past hour, it was odd- his mind was a confusing puzzle, he kept remembering things but they didn’t fit in with the things that thomas thought he knew. he was mostly stumbling along, wishing that his phone wasn’t dead so that he could get ahold of bruce or dick. 

   however, he bumped into someone and when thomas goes to apologize his eyes move up and land on kon. he feels something pull in his gut- has a flash of a moment- kon hugging him with some redhead that thomas doesn’t recognize yet. but, it’s coming back. the man reaches a hand out to grab kon’s, squeezing it gently. 

    “ no. you’re right where you need to be, superdork. “

 thomas smiles before he’s hugging the other tightly, afraid to let him go again. 

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@ofnghtwng closed starter !! 

       the sun was making thomas exhausted, he had to admit that he was much more use to fluorescent lighting and even with ducking into the shade as much as he could the kid was thirsty as hell. with a pant, thomas ducked into a small connivence store, immediately heading back for the coolers that were calling his name. his eyes spot someone familiar and he grins widely, nudging dick with his shoulder. “ hey! it’s good to see you outside the office, are you here for the event? “

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babsjoan:

“Excuse me…excuse…sorry.” Barbara had been to crowded places on her wheelchair before but the crowd in New York was overwhelming. The initial plan was to join the parade and be with the crowd but she would either get pushed or she would hurt someone. With a bi and rainbow mini flags attached on her wheelchair, she made did her best to escape the crowd and made her way to the part of the venue where there are less people. Her chair hit a small bumped and looked up to confirm her suspicion of running over someone’s foot. “Oh, crap. I’m so, so sorry,” she said while giving them an apologetic look.

   thomas was having the time of his life, temporarily forgetting about work and bills to lose himself in the crowds of people. his hair was a mess from his fingers nervously running through it, dragging specks of glitter with them from a random booth that’d been handing it out. his eyes caught sight of someone familiar, grinning as he pushed his way through the crowd to get babs attention- “ hey, babs! “ he shouted, voice getting lost. however, his foot bumped her chair and he immediately stepped back. “ shit, i’m sorry- i was just trying to say hey! “ 

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mcnsora:

                      “shadows do tend to follow you, though. that’s sorta how they work.” sora shrugged, not even looking up from her notebook. it was a habit she had, not looking at peopple when she talks to them… she hoped it would help end the conversation quickly, but it never had

 “ it doesn’t feel like just a shadow, “ thomas counters, deciding to sit himself in front of the girl. “ that’s the difference. it feels as if there’s always eyes watching me, like someone’s trying to pretend to be just a shadow. “ he raises an eyebrow. “ what do you say to that? “

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hcllcaats:

   “ there’s nothing worse than someone who isn’t willing to try new things. ” alright so - maybe that’s an exaggeration, but patsy’s entire life is one big exaggeration so whatever. she makes due. “ seriously though - chocolate on pizza ?? not terrible. ”

   “ isn’t it delicious? “ he grins, before remembering he already has food in his mouth and he should chew first. after a minute, he swallows and grins wider. “ i love it. another perfect creation is tossing hot sauce ontop of it too, just a drizzle for some extra kick. “

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ofrobin:

It feels strange to be talking to his brother and have to pretend that they weren’t. They may have their issues, but that doesn’t change that they were family. He looks at the bill in the other’s hand with a raised eyebrow. “If you want good coffee why are you going to Starbucks?”

       “ you say that like starbucks isn’t the best around here? “ he questions, raising an eyebrow back at the other. “ besides, it’s perfect to get enough sugar to keep me up until the end of time but also get some coffee with it. “ 

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babsjoan:

Barbara couldn’t help but smile. Some things never change no matter how much he could’t remember who he really was. “Left side pedestal. Top drawer. I have some there.” Barbara often get lost in her work as well that she would skipped meals and just run on coffee. “But I can order food for you and have it delivered. What do you want?” She said, already reaching out for her phone.

   thomas smiled back at her. “ thanks, you’re a life saver. “ he reached over to the drawer, shuffling through till he pulls out a bar that he really likes. thomas shakes his head, chewing on the food. “ nothing, i’m a bit strapped till the pay hits from my weekend job. i’ll be fine, i’ve got sandwich stuff at home. “

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svpernovvas:

an eyebrow inches up towards kon’s hairline slowly but surely.  yeah, you’re goddamn right that’s fucking tim.  no matter what he thinks his goddamn name is, kon knows him.  actually, kon likes to think he knows him better than anybody.  his grin is wider, gaze sharp.  

   “ i could be, ” he drawls.  and he should feel a little guilty.  he does feel guilty, actually.  he shouldn’t be teasing fake-tim like this, but what else is he supposed to do?  if he freaks out and runs, then maybe they won’t see each other again.  

and maybe, just maybe, if kon sticks around, tim will remember him.  also, you know, he’s young && he’s been dead.  so one mention of grindr and he’s a bit more alert.  sue him.  he missed this boy.  “ or i could just give you my number ?? ”

      thomas’ cheeks hurt from how wide is grin is, not believing how lucky he is to have stumbled upon such a catch randomly. he slips the pen out from his shirt pocket, uncapping it with his teeth. still biting down on the plastic, thomas grabs kon’s hand gently- he scribbles a bunch of numbers. winking, before capping the pen and slipping it back away. 

     “ try enough combinations. one of these will be my number. “ 

  it’s a challenge. thomas doesn’t like to waste time on people who aren’t willing to put in a bit of a chase, to give back what he hands them with extra added onto it. the boy gives the other a self assured smirk, hands shoved into his pockets. 

      “ maybe fate will let you get it on the tenth try, “ he drawls. 

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svpernovvas:

pump the brakes – what ??  kon’s whole brain sounds like a car crash right now.  rubber hits pavement at break-neck speeds.  “ i’m sorry what ?? ”  kon drops his hands to his sides, immediately, and then steps back like he’s been shocked.  he can’t figure out the angle here, but his heart is pounding.  

definitely not the reunion he wanted.  not the one he expected, not the one, if kon’s being totally honest, he needs.  but he swallows hard around the stubborn lump in his throat.  yeah, okay.  so this is a new issue.  he can figure this out.  “ must have mistaken you for someone, i guess. ”  he keeps a more respectful distance, now, gives a cocky sort of superboy smile, and extends his hand.  “ call me kon. ”  fake it till you make it, superboy.

   something feels off inside of thomas’ stomach when the man backs away, as if he’s taking a small piece of the boy with him which is entirely ridiculous because they’ve only just met and thomas isn’t weak in the knees for every top that grabs his face and calls him boy.  

   “ i’m thomas? i don’t know if that helps you. people i like can call me tom. “ 

   he grins at that, smug, because thomas knows he’s attractive even though his clothes are about thirty six hours old and might have a small blueberry stain on the knee of his jeans. the man still can’t look away from the other, memorized by the familiarity of his smile. 

    “ are you on grindr? “