#tired tim

[batataran]

Tim: *opens fridge to get an energy drink*

Jason: Hey Timmers

Tim: H'y J'sin

Jason: What's the date and time right now?

Tim: Mmm...last I checked it was Jan 5, half past ten pm

Damian: TT *readies net*

Jason: Baby bird, today's January 9

Tim: *tenses, ready to run*

Dick: Get Him!!

[iamliquid]

(To clear up any confusion going forward on this post everything that happened on this post is retconed. So it no longer is cannon. This is simply for the funnies with Damian. Nothing else, and of course I do not condone what happened at all but it's a good argument point when fighting Damian)

Damian and Jason yelling at each other. Arguing about something again.

"YOU AREN'T MY MOTHER YOU CAN'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO" Damian yells.

"YEAH WELL I WAS THERE WHEN YOU WERE BORN, I HELD YOU IN MY ARMS, TOOK CARE OF YOU, I FED YOU, I EVEN READ YOU CINDERELLA DURING BEDTIME" Jason yells back.

The yelling continues.

"..You met baby Damian?"Bruce says with a little sadness. He also wanted to see his little boy as a baby :(

"OKAY!? I DON'T CARE"

Jason gasps dramatically, tears welling up in his eyes (He cries on command) "HOW DARE YOU, FINE YOU DON'T CARE THATS FINE BUT YOU WILL CARE AFTER I FUCK YOUR MOM AGAIN"

Damian stops in his tracks, and so does Dick.

"..You fucked Talia?" Dick says with a worry in his voice "I knew you liked older women but-"

Then Damian starts yelling again in retaliation.

"Steph no." Tim says but it was too late

"Like father like son."Stephanie says before bursting out in laughter doubling down on the floor.

"SO WHAT I FUCKED YOUR MOM!? AND I HEARD THAT" Jason yells from the living room

"So how did this start?" Duke asks while drinking from his cup.

"Jason found out Damian dog tagged his copy of the great Gatsby." Tim says while being dragged down by a dying Stephanie.

Alfred in the meanwhile is mixing sedatives into the batch of cookies he's making, and the coffee, and the whiskey because he knows that Jason will down that entire thing after the argument.

Yes Bruce is still on the baby Damian thing.

[nelkcats]

Consequences

When he felt compelled to take over as Robin in order to save Batman from himself, Tim didn't have high expectations; he didn't expect to be adopted by Bruce, he didn't expect to acknowledge the fact that his parents were abusive by leaving him alone for months, he didn't expect anyone to care if he ate or not, and in general he didn't expect to gain a family.

And for a while he thought that everything would get better: he gained brothers, he had a caring father, he had no financial problems or had gotten sick; And yes, maybe Robin's patrols were harsh at first, maybe Bruce's words when he was angry reached his heart and hurt him deeply, but he was fine.

Until he wasn't, at some point he felt more abandoned than ever even though he was surrounded by his family. When he was talking to his boyfriend, he realized that everyone took him into account but no one really appreciated what he did.

At first he didn't understand why Danny looked at him concerned and kept asking if he was okay while he told him an anecdote from his life as a vigilante; they had known each other for a while (Alfred had noticed, the others hadn't), they started talking, dating in coffee shops and even revealed the fact of being vigilantes after a few months on a relationship, that's when they started sharing anecdotes with each other.

Danny mentioned that he was being a hypocrite for caring so much about his stories when his were just as bad. Tim didn't get it until he started to see things from another perspective.

He never realized how much it hurted how Bruce had never thanked him for helping when he was lost in time, or how Dick avoided talking about his Robin time by concentrating on Damian, he thought he could understand but that didn't make it any better, Jason's nickname was beginning to make sense.

He didn't realize how broken he felt when Jason tried to kill him and blamed him; He was his childhood hero, Tim loved Robin because Jason put him in the stars, however, no matter how many times he explained to his brother that the only reason he had taken the suit was because he had no choice, and that he felt forced to blackmail Batman to be his Robin before Bruce became what he hated most. Jason still didn't care, still called him Replacement over and over again, blaming.

Or Damian who kept trying to kill him, refusing to acknowledge him, and when he defended himself he ended up getting reprimanded. Not even Bruce thanked him for all the work he did in taking over the company as CEO. His entire family went on with their lives without repercussions.

Maybe he was being naive as he refused Danny's requests to run away from home and stay with him, at least for a few days so they would miss him. He felt like a broken record repeating the phrase "it's okay, they're trying, they can change", the look on his boyfriend's face told him he wasn't doing a good job on believing his own words.

The mansion made him feel small at times, ignored; it was fortunate that Alfred was actually paying attention to him and offering a cup of hot chocolate at such moments.

At some point he couldn't take it anymore, Jason and Damian's comments had gone too far, Bruce's lack of response along with Dick's laughter commenting that they weren't saying it in a bad way only made him angry, so he left the cave and called to Danny, he told him it was time to go.

He said goodbye to Alfred, Cass, Duke and Steph who had generally not contributed to his decision, and he regretted that he couldn't stay longer to get to know them better, but the damage had been building up for a long time.

He wrote a letter detailing his reasons to the rest of the family, leaving along some clues to let them know that he had left of his own free will and they wouldn't be able to find him even if they wanted to, he sighed as his anger turned to resignation.

"Are you ready?" Danny questioned, taking his hand gently as they walked out of the mansion.

"Ready as I'll ever be"

That's how Timothy Jackson Drake said goodbye to his home dimension and headed to the infinite realms, of course he was going to sneak in a couple of times to help his friends but never when his family is around. He hadn't expected the life in the palace or the marriage proposal that came years later, but although the place was gigantic, Tim felt good in it, comfortable, appreciated.

Time in the Realms passed quite quickly, unlike his original dimension, so years for him were a couple of months for his family.

He found it ironic that Danny was summoned as the Ghost King by Ra, who had the nerve to order the "creature" to give him the secrets of the Lazarus pits, offering the Batclan as sacrifices. Tim looked at the time portal connected to his home dimension (That Clockwork had given him to watch his family and friends, even if he was upset he was not going to let them die) wondering if he should interfere.

It was decided when Danny called Fright Knight to deal with the nuisance that was Ra, and he accompanied him as a royal adviser (regardless of his second title as ruler, he actually liked being a part of strategizing better and Danny was happy to give in to his wishes).

With a weary sigh he crossed the portal and began to recite Ra's crimes, indicating how he had damaged the balance between life and death since he corrupted the ectoplasm on the Lazarus pits to extend his life at the same time that Frighty stopped the man.

No one in the room bothered to pay attention to the stupefied bats who were watching the missing member of his family, but years older, that apparently was the Ghost King royal adviser. They tried to call him but Tim just gave them an annoyed look before continuing with his work.

By the time Fright Knight took Ra completely chained through the portal, they finally saw the ghost king move, he started kissing Tim's face repeatedly, which had turned his frown into laughter.

The moment they finally processed the scene they both disappeared, and well, weren't those the consequences of their own actions?

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Thanks to @unadulteratedsoulsweets for the general idea, I enjoyed writing this! Even if it ended up a little bigger than I expected

[awhitehead17]

Sneak Attack

TimKon, Established Relationship, Fluff, Humour.

Summary: Kon pays Tim a visit at a time he least expects it. 

Enjoy! :D 

In hindsight he should’ve realised something was off the moment he stepped into his bedroom. If he hadn’t been as tired as he was, Tim would’ve noticed how his bedroom door was left open ajar when he arrived rather than shut and locked as he normally leaves it.

It doesn’t even register in his mind as he opens the door and steps into his own safe haven. The only thing on his mind is his bed, blankets and sleep. He’s exhausted and wants nothing more than his bed and get at least six hours of undisturbed rest. A hopeful wish but one could dream.

Closing the door behind him Tim trudges into his room and beelines for the bathroom, stripping away his suit as he does. He couldn’t help but sigh in relief when his body is freed from the confines of the skin-tight fabric and armour, for the first time all day it feels like he could finally breathe.

When he enters the bathroom he’s only left in his boxers. He does his business which includes brushing his teeth, a strip wash because he can’t be bothered to shower and going to the toilet. By the time he’s finished Tim could barely keep his eyes open. Walking back into his bedroom Tim immediately heads for his bed and not even caring he promptly faceplants onto the mattress with a groan.

What he hadn’t been prepared for is for something to spring up from underneath him and trap him with his blankets. What feels like arms wrap around him encasing him tightly in a fabric prison. Tim yelps at the unexpected attack and any tiredness he had is immediately gone and is replaced with panic and adrenaline.

Tim squirms in the hold trying and failing to get himself free. His vision is obscured and his arms are pinned by his sides with the way the blanket is wrapped around him. He can only imagine he looks like a blanket burrito. Only his legs are free but even as he kicks out he gets no leverage, his feet slide uselessly along the bed sheets.

“Tim, it’s me! Chill dude, it’s only me!”

At the sound of the familiar voice Tim ceases his struggling and frowns. “Kon?” An answering chuckle reaches his ears and Tim squirms again. “You asshole! What the hell?”

While Tim couldn’t see it he could feel Kon shifting on the mattress, and then the fabric covering his face is moved away and he’s finally able to see the person who decided to attack him in his bed. Kon’s wearing an unbashful grin that makes Tim suddenly forget why he’s annoyed, warmth and fondness spreads through him as it always does when he sees his boyfriend smile.

It’s when Tim goes to reach up and cup Kon’s face and finds his arms unable to move that he remembers why he’s annoyed at Kon. All feelings of warmth melt away and Tim scowls at Kon. “Why attack me in my bed?”

Kon’s arms circle Tim’s blanket encased body and he hugs him tightly, Kon’s head then rests on top of Tim’s. “I haven’t seen you all day. I figured this would be a good time to see you.”

“You could’ve used the door like a normal person instead of ambushing me. How long have you been waiting here?”

“Normal is overrated, this is more fun. I’m surprised you didn’t notice me,” Kon lifts his head up and examines him closely, “you’re not injured are you?”

His comment reminds Tim of how tired he is. Now he knows he’s not under attack the adrenaline leaves his body leaving exhaustion in its wake. Tim shakes his head. “No I’m fine, just tired. It’s been a long day.” He shifts uncomfortably, still trapped in the blanket. “Let me go.”

Kon finally frees him of his blanket prison and together they settle down on the mattress underneath the blanket on their sides facing one another. Even though Tim hadn’t been expecting Kon - he really needs to work on his awareness when tired apparently - his boyfriend’s presence certainly wasn't unwelcome.

Kon sends him a soft smile as he strokes Tim’s cheek with his thumb, Tim hums, closing his eyes, and relaxes into the touch and further into the mattress and pillow under him.

“I came here the moment you entered the Tower. I was already hiding by the time you entered the room.”

Not opening his eyes Tim huffs, he’s halfway to falling asleep. Grabbing Kon’s wrist to stop his movements Tim presses a kiss to his palm before linking their fingers together and brings their joined hands down to his chest holding them close. Kon laughs and lets Tim do as he pleases. They lie in comfortable silence for a while and Tim finds himself drifting off to sleep feeling safe and contented.

Sometime later he jerks awake when Kon suddenly shifts beside him. His boyfriend frees his hand from his grasp and turns onto his back and before Tim could voice his protest Kon’s arms grab him and pull him across the bed until he's pressed up against Kon’s side. When Kon guides Tim's head to rest on his shoulder Tim finally gets on board with the new arrangement.

Easily settling against him Tim relaxes once more and lets himself slowly drift back into unconsciousness. The last thing he remembers before finally falling asleep is Kon pressing a kiss to the top of his head.

[ancientsstudies]

Walter de la Mare, Tired Tim.

[codenamed-queenie]

Bob Ross Tim

Steph [staring intensely over her steepled fingers]: ...

Duke: Hey, you good?

Steph: Shh! C'mere!

Steph [dragging him down next to her]: No sudden moves. Just observe.

Duke: Steph, I swear to crap if this is another prank on Jason, I'm not sticking around to get wedgied again, aight?

Steph [fanning her hand at him]: Just...wait.

Tim: *shuffles into the kitchen and starts making breakfast*

Steph [whispering]: Behold.

Duke [also whispering, though he's not sure why]: It's just Tim.

Steph: No. No it's not.

Tim: *goes to grab a cereal bowl, but stumbles. It shatters on the floor*

Tim: Shoot.

Duke: ...?

Steph: Okay, look. Timmy had a late patrol, and then spent the rest of the night on case files.

Duke: Your point?

Steph: Tired Tim!

Duke [more insistently]: Your point???

Steph: Fine, lemme spell it out for you. Tim got exactly negative 3 hours of sleep last night, which MEANS that he is at maximum grogginess.

Steph: So we could be looking at one of two drastically different things:

Steph: Seinfeld Tim, or--

Tim [still staring down at the broken bowl]: We don't make mistakes. We just have happy accidents.

Steph: *heaving gasp* BOB ROSS TIM

Duke: ...Bob Ross Tim??

Jason: *wanders into the room* Sup, guys.

Steph: Jason, shh! Get over here!

Jason [crouching next to them]: What've we got this morning.

Tim [in a baby voice as he cradles a banana]: People look at you like you're a little weird, but, you know, I've always been a little weird, so it's no big deal.

Jason: Ah. Bob Ross Tim.

Duke: Would either of you care to fill me in on what the f**k's going on here?

Tim [firing up the blender]: Gotta have opposites. Dark and light, light and dark, in painting.

Jason: It's when Tim only talks in Bob Ross quotes. Like, it's the most random s**t ever, but here we are.

Steph: *snorts* Yeah, seriously. If we were to give him a $5 watercolor set from Walmart right now, he'd lose his frickin MIND.

Tim [dramatically dropping a handful of strawberries into the blender]: It's like in life.

Duke: ...

Duke: There are days, you know, when I actually think you people can't get any weirder--

Tim [dumping in a cup of kale]: Gotta have a little sadness once in a while so you know when the good times come.

Tim: *waves hands over the blender* I'm waiting on the good times now.

Duke [shaking his head in disbelief]: --but every. Single. Day.

Duke: You somehow manage to prove me wrong.

Steph [turning his head back to the show]: Aww, shut up and watch.

Tim [holding his smoothie glass like it's the Holy Grail]: The secret to doing ANYTHING is BELIEVING that you can do it. ANYTHING that you believe you can DO strong ENOUGH, you can DO. ANYTHING. As long as you BELIEVE.

The others: *stare in awe*

Steph: Majestic.

Jason: *digging out his phone camera*

Duke: ...

Duke: Hold up.

Duke: ...what's Seinfeld Tim?

[out-of-context-batfam]

Batman: Battle for the Cowl #3

[awhitehead17]

I’ll always find you

TimKon, Fluff, Established Relationship, Cuddles, Soft Boyfriends. 

Summary: If there’s one thing that Tim always wants more than his bed no matter what the circumstances are, it’s to be by Kon’s side. When Tim subconsciously makes his way to Kon instead of his bed, Tim finds that he doesn’t mind the spontaneous trip at all.

Enjoy! :D 

Tim’s currently functioning on autopilot. His brain has long switched off and his mind is nothing but a foggy wilderness. He's beyond tired, wanting nothing more than go to sleep, every part of his body hurts and he already knows that moving tomorrow is going to be difficult.

He traipses through familiar corridors without much thought, Tim allows his legs to guide him and soon enough he finds himself in the common room. Pausing in the doorway it takes Tim a moment to catch up with what is going on as it finally clicks where he is, he frowns because he could have sworn he had been heading for his bedroom, which happens to be on the other side of the Tower to the common room.

Why did his sleep deprived mind bring him here?

A boisterous laugh gets his attention and breaks his line of thoughts. Tim blinks and looks around the room and quickly figures out the answer to why he’s here instead of his bedroom.

Kon is currently in the room playing a video game on the Xbox. He’s shouting enthusiastically at the screen and Tim couldn’t help but smile. His tired mind had heard Kon from this room and his body automatically followed the sound of his boyfriend’s voice.

Silently wandering into the room Tim observes his boyfriend further. Kon is sprawled out on the couch, dressed in his comfy clothes, his controller is on his stomach clenched between his hands as he smashes multiple buttons at the same time. There’s a few empty packets of sweets on the floor along with empty cans of soda, clearly Kon’s been here for a while.

Tim then glances at the screen to see what he’s playing, he thinks it’s a new release as he doesn’t recognise any of the graphics, unfortunately he hasn’t had much free time recently to indulge in video games, after tonight however he hopes he will.

By the time Tim reaches the couch he had caught Kon’s attention although his focus remains on the screen in front of him.

“Hey Tim.” Kon says with a glance at him and a little smile before he turns back to the TV. However within a second Kon is whipping his head back around to face him with a frown. “Wait. Have you only just got back? You’ve been on a mission this whole time?”

Tim gets what Kon is saying, he’s been gone all day, nearly 24 hours in fact, after having left late the previous day and he’s only just returning now. He thought he had been on his way to his bedroom so he could change out of his uniform and have a shower before crashing for the night. His mind, however, had different ideas.

Not responding to Kon’s questions, Tim instead circles the couch and drops down to lay across Kon, not caring about what he looks like or how he nearly breaks Kon’s controller. Letting out a grunt, Kon allows Tim to do as he pleases before he wraps his arms around him without protest, Tim sighs at the feel of the hug and relaxes against his boyfriend as he buries his face into Kon’s neck. He could already feel the exhaustion seeping out of him and his eyes are closing without permission, give it a couple minutes and Tim bets he’ll be fast asleep.

That is until Kon speaks up. The displeasure is clear in his voice but Tim doesn’t feel inclined to do anything about it. “Ugh, Tim, really? Dude you’re still in your uniform and you’re covered in dirt and… something, I honestly have no idea on what that is. It’s getting everywhere and you smell!”

Still not feeling inclined to do anything about the situation Tim grumbles and doesn’t move from his position. He refuses to move. Kon is comfy and this is the first time he’s really got to stop and rest in a whole day. He’s going to milk it for all it’s worth.

“Tim,” Kon calls, “Tim c’mon this isn’t funny. You know I love to cuddle but that’s usually when you’re not covered in what could actually be alien organs or something.”

Tim still doesn’t move. He breathes deeply against Kon’s neck, letting all his senses be taken over by his boyfriend.

“You’re not injured are you? Are you okay?” Kon starts sounding panicked now and Tim could feel the way his hands flutter over his back.

Unable to let Kon think there’s something wrong, Tim forces himself to move, he tilts to the side and squeezes himself between Kon and the back of the couch, now he could see Kon’s gorgeous face Tim easily spots the worried expression adorning his features. Letting out along sigh, he reaches up and cups Kon’s face and sends him a tired smile.

“I’m fine Kon. Just exhausted.” He lets Kon go and slumps further into the cushions with a groan. “I need sleep.” His eyes slip close again and he's pretty sure he took a micro nap because he startles when Kon touches him, lightly shaking him to get his attention.

It takes a lot of effort to open his back up and he sends Kon a pout, whining petulantly he says, “just let me sleep!”

“Once again I’m going to point out that you’re still in your uniform and are absolutely filthy. Go freshen up and get changed. Then you can sleep.”

“You’re not my mom.” Tim mumbles, he shifts on the couch until he’s further on his side and throws an arm over Kon, he ignores the way different belts and buckles of his uniform dig uncomfortably into him.

“No,” Kon rolls his eyes, “but I am your boyfriend and I can still tell you to go take a shower.”

Without thinking about it, Tim blurts out the first thing that comes to mind.

“Only if you join me.”

There’s a pause between them before Kon suddenly snorts and begins laughing. Tim could feel it all from the way he's pressed against him.

“Right, any other time Tim, any other time. I doubt you’re awake enough to even get it up.”

Tim wants to protest but finds he doesn’t have the energy to do so, Kon’s right and they both know it, but Tim isn’t giving him the satisfaction by protesting or even agreeing otherwise.

When Kon begins to move away from Tim, Tim lets out an unhappy whine, Kon doesn’t move far as he only moves away enough to sit up right on the couch. Using his strength he forces Tim to sit up next to him. Tim pouts at him and bends forward to rest his forehead on Kon’s shoulder, his boyfriend lets out a soft laugh and runs a hand through his hair.

“How about a deal? If you go shower and clean up, we can cuddle afterwards and you can sleep. We’ll do it here so I can play the game while you rest.”

Tim ponders about it for a moment, he wants all of Kon’s attention but he knows since he's going to be asleep he won’t be conscious to have it, if he’s playing his game then at least Kon’ll be occupied in the meantime. The sounds of the game won’t bother him either, considering how exhausted he is Tim knows he’ll sleep straight through the noise.

Letting out a dramatic moan Tim agrees to it. “Ugh, fine, if you insist.”

Somehow he summons up the willpower to move away from Kon and leaves to head to his bedroom. He robotically moves through his bathroom routine, cleaning off all the dirt and grime on him and whatever else it was, Tim can’t even remember anymore, he discards his uniform into the corner for future Tim to deal with and once he’s ready he makes his way back to the common room.

Once there he finds Kon now sat on the other couch, the first one now covered in whatever Tim had been previously covered in. He feels slightly bad for dirtying up the furniture but once again his tired mind tells him that that is a future Tim’s problem. After that he doesn’t waste another second before going over to Kon and lying straight on top of him like he had been earlier. This time however Kon had been expecting it, he opens his arms up and readily welcomes Tim, his arms wrap around him and a blanket appears from somewhere and Kon covers the two of them with it.

Once he’s settled Tim lets his eyes close and focuses on the rhythm of Kon’s heartbeat underneath his ear. With the sound of his heart and being surrounded by Kon’s warmth and scent, it doesn’t take long for Tim to drift off into a much needed sleep.