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"I never wanted to be him." An indie Batman rp/ask blog for Tim Drake. Read the rules and about before interacting. Current M!A: Accepting. I track: thethirdbatman Status: Offline [X] Online [] Haitus [] Lurking []

[thethirdbatman]

stagexnamexnightwing:

“Oh well see, Ivy’s not so bad either yeah? Just don’t mess with her plants?”

This time he grimaced slightly. “Depends on what she’s planning. But yeah, that’s advice I give myself.”

[thethirdbatman]

kissmyringbuddy:

“But you are stubborn,” Kyle teased. “If you weren’t so attractive, I wouldn’t put up with your crap.”

Tim scowled at him for a moment. “Now you’re just being an ass.” He pointed out.

[thethirdbatman]

kissmyringbuddy:

“It’s only awkward because you’re a stubborn brat.” Kyle grabbed some of the food and held it out to Tim. “Eat up. I know you’re hungry.”

He rolled his eyes and grabbed the fork instead, taking a bite of food off of it. “I’m not a brat.”

[thethirdbatman]

stagexnamexnightwing:

“Well I guess he’s a red flag if he thinks of something large scale but other then that, it’s not so bad.”

Tim sighed. “Poison Ivy’s out as well, but she has been keeping silent.”

[thethirdbatman]

stagexnamexnightwing:

“I’m sure it won’t be so bad. How many are in Arkham still?”

“Most of them- Scarecrow escaped a couple of days ago, though.”

[thethirdbatman]

kissmyringbuddy:

“I know better.” Kyle sat down next to Tim and reached to try and pull the other man into his lap. “You get plenty of training but not enough food. Now you’re gonna sit with me til you finish eating.”

Tim scowled slightly and resisted the movement, staying seated on his spot. “I’ll eat it even when you’re not here- and now it’s going to be too awkward to eat, thanks a bunch.”

[thethirdbatman]

stagexnamexnightwing:

“You think so?” He asked, taking another couple of sips with a frown.

Tim nodded slowly. “Yeah, always have to be on my toes.”

[thethirdbatman]

kissmyringbuddy:

“You’re better to me,” Kyle said, kissing him again on the cheek. “But you need both food and training to keep your muscles healthy.”

Tim sniffed and then rolled his eyes, sticking his tongue out at him. “I get enough of both, you know.” Liar.

[thethirdbatman]

kissmyringbuddy:

“Yeah you are. And the best looking Batman, at that.” Kyle grinned and kissed Tim on the cheek. “Eat your food, mister. You’re gonna lose all that muscle that helps you Batman around at night.”

“Better than Dick?” He rose an eyebrow at him, giving him a look that told him there was no right answer there. “Muscle comes from training as well, Mister Rayner.”

[thethirdbatman]

stagexnamexnightwing:

“Well a slow night is a good night right”

“More like the calm before the storm.” He grimaced.

[thethirdbatman]

I’m going to either reboot this blog or remake it with the same url. I haven’t been on here a lot in a long while and it really needs to be refreshed so my verses will be changed and so will be my tagging system, theme, pages and ect. ect..

Unless people want to, relationships will most likely stay the way they are but most won’t be in my main verse anymore. The main verse will mostly be following the Titans of Tomorrow storyline. There will be a new52 verse with Tim as Beyond from now on and most of my old verses will remain.

[thethirdbatman]

kissmyringbuddy:

“You’re a vigilante.” Kyle smiled. “Gotta keep up your strength.”

“I’m Batman.”

[thethirdbatman]

stagexnamexnightwing:

“No, I don’t suppose you do.” He grinned, taking a sip of the drink to see what it was. “So how’d your patrol go”

Tim shrugged his shoulders. “Bruised myself but I’ll be fine, nothing special happened.”

[thethirdbatman]

✣

Meme | kissmyringbuddy | ✣ bringing them food

“Hey- Thanks.”

Probably good that Kyle brought him something to eat because he couldn’t really remember the last time he’d eaten and he only now noticed that he was kinda hungry. Yesterday morning he’d eaten a canola bar... right?

[thethirdbatman]

mistressmxleficent:

SEND A SYMBOL FOR MY MUSE’S REACTION TO YOURS:

▼ kissing them

♢ stabbing them

♞ shooting them

✖ punching them

➶ slapping them

☠ poisoning them

☎ hugging them

☂ picking them up

✗ bringing them alcohol

✣ bringing them food

☯ coming home late

♀ proposing marriage

[thethirdbatman]

crowbarboy:

   Jason just sat in the changing room for a few minutes. Thinking and processing what all had happened and how he would explain this when he got back home. That is if he ever did get back home. He took the clothes and put them on before stepping out and throwing his costume in a pile. “What do you even do around here?”

That was a stupid question because really, Tim knew the answer yet it would sound really lame to say it. “Work and train.” At least, that’s what he did in the Batcave.

[thethirdbatman]

crowbarboy:

  “Yeah, chilidogs.” He mumbled sadly. Jason got up and started walking to the stalls, he needed a few minutes alone and to just breath a bit. “Can you get em now? I’m tired as hell and I don’t want to sleep in uniform.”

“Chilidogs it is,” Tim commented and then gave a snort nod. “Yeah, sure, I’ll grab them for you,” He glanced at the younger boy once before moving out of the cave and upstairs so he could grab some clothing, returning minutes later.