gotham needs me

tim drake-wayne / red robin.

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casswayned‌:

                    “ I can’t believe it takes you and a few fucking heads to blow up just to have breakfast together. “    Cass said in frustration, brows knitted together in anger to nothing in particular. Her ears on fire trying to push down the ugly feeling, not wanting to let it go up in her head. Recalling what she just said, her eyes widened and covered her mouth.     “ Wait, did I just…cursed? “     She looked at her brother in disbelief for a moment then laughed a little. Cassandra stood up with her plate and move to sit beside her brother and rested her head on his shoulder.     “ You know what, I’ll stay here with you. I’ll take care of you. “    Tim needed to rest, they both did. They needed to step back before going back in the field again.

“We need to do this more often, it’s nice having breakfast together.” Tim admits trying to lighten the mood, but it doesn’t really work. He frowns after he says it, and is pretty sure Farid wouldn’t approve of him having left his bed so soon. He just wanted to try being productive. He looks at his legs that are both wrapped in bandages up to his knees, sighing at the sight because it’s going to be some time before he could head back out into the field. “You did, I’ve never heard you do that before.” It makes Tim laugh too, a light in the darkness.  His head leaning against hers, smiling finally having his sister here. “You mean that? We can watch a movie maybe, your company is more than enough. I wouldn’t say no to help changing my bandages though. It’s probably time, and I don’t want to bother Farid. If you need anything though, don’t hesitate to ask me. I want to be here for you too, SIS.

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Steph & Tim

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spoilers-ahead-647‌:

Steph felt relieved that Superboy was coming, and she sat down next to Tim with no complaints. 

“Always with the worrying,” she joked, trying to hide her own worry, and pretty much failing. “I’m fine. I think I have a concussion.” Right on cue, a stab of pain went through her forehead and she pressed her hand to her head. “And a cut on my leg, but the bleeding’s mostly stopped.” 

The pressure dulled the pain in her head, but now that they were sitting and (mostly) safe, she couldn’t stop the words from coming. 

“Tim, I’m sorry,” she said. “This whole thing-it was my tip that we came here for, and then the whole place was rigged and I tripped it and-” Stephanie stopped, tears leaving streaks through the grime on her face. 

“and now look at us.” she pulled her knees up to her chest and put her head down. “I’m so sorry,” 

“Well I’m glad your bleeding stopped at least.” Tim says trying to get a better look at her injuries. He always worries about everyone else before himself, even when he’s in pain too.   He can’t help himself from making sure everyone in the group is okay. They were safe, waiting for help to find them, but that shouldn’t take long he hopes. It would be awkward if the police got here before someone else to lift them somewhere safer.

“Steph —“ Tim drowns, not even worrying about using their codenames right now as he shifts his weigh try facing her. “You couldn’t have known there would be a trap waiting for us in there.” His hand rests on her back gently. “It could have happened to either one of us, that entire place was rigged no matter where we would have went. We were doomed no matter what decision would have been made. It was just left as an illusion of getting out — I wonder though if they meant to kill us or just leave us injured like this to make a point.”

He had more questions than answers, but it wasn’t about those right now. “I don’t blame you. I forgive you, but it isn’t your fault. You hear me?”

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xoxosuperman‌:

“I see.” Clark nodded to Tim’s explanation thoughtfully, his expression remaining neutral. “I’ll try to keep an eye out and stay supportive then. Naturally, I want to be optimistic and say he’ll be able to get through it - well, he will, eventually. But this is the first time he’s dealing with all of this sort of stuff, guilt and concern for the greater impact of stuff so I don’t want to make this any more difficult for him than it already is.” His expression then lightened back into reassurance. “But please don’t stress over it. Just keep an eye out for him alright? I’m sure together, we’ll be able to help him work this out in a healthy way.”

Tim realizes now that he had an entire lifetime of experience dealing with these emotions. While his boyfriend does not, and if this is the first time dealing with it could make that overwhelming.  “All we can do is support him through this, right? I do hope he’ll be okay.” It always felt easy talking to Superman, and he’ll do his best not to stress over the situation. He wonders what it just be like going through those emotions for the first time, wishing he understood what it would be like to be in Kon’s shoes better so he could do something. “Do you have any suggestions on what to do? Should we just carry on like we normally would? I want to do the best thing for him.

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Steph & Tim

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spoilers-ahead-647‌:

Stephanie limped around the smoldering warehouse to find Tim. When he asked if they should call Batman. “Yeah, unless there’s a faster way to get back.” worried about their injuries, Steph just wanted to get both of them back home and treated medically before they got worse. 

She saw the hazy outline of Tim through the hot air that bubbled over the wrecked building. The whole place smelled like thick, burning rubber tires. 

She staggered up to where he was leaning on his staff. “Oh my god,” she saw his burned legs, “Call now. You’ve gotta get looked at!” 

Steph couldn’t believe what had happened. Pain and questions started to haunt her as the initial numbing blanket of shock finally lifted. The whole thing rolled through her head like a movie. The guy they followed, the wired building, the explosion. 

Her cut stung horribly, but seeing Tim’s injuries, she could only think-was what happened to them her fault for tripping the wire? She hadn’t meant to, but accidents weren’t acceptable in their line of business for this exact reason. And if Tim got hurt permanently because of her mistake, she’d never be able to forgive herself. 

This was something serious to contemplate, either way it might be best to notify his father no matter what they choose. He had a feeling they this would be something to notify the entire family about. Tim is pulling his phone out, sending a message to Kon — seeing if it was possible to come give them a lift. He knows that it’s a lot to ask out of him, but he does trust his boyfriend to be careful with both of their injured bodies.

The whole place did smell quite awful, the smoke mixed with the burning rubber somewhere nearby. They can’t stick around for too long for their lungs sake. Who could have done this? Why?

“I asked Superboy to see if he would be able to come fly us to the BATCAVE. If not I’m sure Batman will do it. I’ll be okay — I THINK.” Tim was ignoring the pain, and the fact he had a serious set of injuries that might not completely heal. He’s never been burned this badly before, it’s hard to say.

Tim doesn’t want Steph to blame herself. It could have happened to either one of them. “Sit with me while we wait?” He asks while moving to an area that he could sit propped up against something. “Are you okay? Let me see.”

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titantroia‌:

she can’t help it – the giggle that escapes at him as he flips away dramatically. it’s not that donna thinks he has any reason to try and impress her, but if she wasn’t mistaken she’d seen this pattern before in the different boys from her life. “oh, well if you say east we best head that way!” she floated off the ground heading after him. 

Tim was just a young boy who felt like there was something to prove in being just as good as everyone who came before him. He won’t ever reach that level of greatness, but it’s worth trying at least. His sense of direction was pretty good, so while jumping across rooftops it was easy to pinpoint where the action was. His body swoops down, landing behind the group of thugs making some sort of deal. “Mind if we cut in?”

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originalwar‌:

“I SEE.” And, truly, she did understand ( to some extent ) the code he spoke of; it trickles through Midgard’s protectors, and she would do her best to respect that while she is here. She takes a step back from the man, one hand up in a small show of giving in. “I thought I might discourage him from thievery. What would you have me do?” 

“There’s a way to discourage men like him from thievery without killing them.” The boy admits, liking to have faith in JUSTICE. The system wasn’t perfect, but crossing the line wasn’t an option in his eyes. There was other ways to make sure someone pays for their crimes. He does appreciate that the stranger seems to be respecting his wishes — Tim would prefer not seeing any death tonight if he could help it. “We hand him over to the POLICE.”

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Titans: Burning Rage #4 (2019)

written by Dan Jurgens art by Scot Eaton, Wayne Faucher, & Hi-Fi

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Steph & Tim

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Stephanie knew she was hazy after the explosion, but the knowledge didn’t quite reach the action center of her brain. She leaned heavily on her left arm-her right side had been facing the warehouse and gotten the most banged up. 

Relief flooded her when she heard Tim’s voice and half-hearted joke, swiftly followed by dazed fear when he mentioned his legs. 

“Where are you?” she asked, taking a stumbling step towards the warehouse. The pain in her leg came back, hard, and she saw a thin shard of glass sticking out of it as she fell. 

“Dammit.” She took a deep breathe and yanked the glass out, ripping part of her already tattered costume around the bleeding. It hurt like hell, but she knew it wasn’t the end of the world. 

 “I’m coming…” she coughed, and kept going. 

Tim can’t begin to imagine the kind of pain his friend was in — they would both be banged up quite bad. This was the risk taken by going out there every night, but this was turning out to be worse than their typical injuries. He looks at his legs again, seeing the burned skin as it went through the spandex of his uniform. How could he be so careless? He was fortunate to still be alive, but his suit was ripped beyond salvage. He would have to make a new one — but that’s not the concern right now.

“The opposite side from where you jumped out. Should I call BATMAN?” Tim stands up, trying to at least as he uses his staff to support himself up as he leans against it. He could also try seeing if Conner wasn’t busy — since he could easily fly them back to the BATCAVE.

Whoever did this was SMART, and knew how to plan the traps according to what they’d do. Which is what worries Tim the most — having a feeling this was only the beginning.

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casswayned‌:

                Cassandra chuckled. Getting their lost thoughts was normal for them as there was a lot going on with their lives. It was nice to sit down with one of her brother’s once in a while.    “ We haven’t really had breakfast together…in a while. “      Her smile went by her face really fast as she was slowly being consumed by her thoughts again. She looked up at her brother to keep her grounded for what’s happening now.     “ I don’t know. I honestly don’t know. “     She didn’t think she could lie to to Tim as said she was fine even if she tried.   “ What up with you lately? “

It was nice to just sit here even if they don’t say much. The company of his older sister was always more than enough — a happy moment in itself. He looks down at his legs, knowing they were bandaged up still under his pants. It wasn’t pleasant in any way, but was trying to be strong about it. This wouldn’t be the first time he’s hurt. “We should do breakfast more often. I can’t stop thinking about who planted those traps Steph and I got caught in so I haven’t really been sleeping.”

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flashoutoftime‌:

“Since when did you get smart enough to know when to take a break?” He teased lightly, but there was no malice in it, only amusement. Shifting, the speedster kicks his feet up casually, crossing them at the ankle. He looks melancholic for a moment.  “Maybe. Or he’d think I was a martyr. But then that would be the pot calling the kettle black.” With a grunt, he stands and stretches, arms over his head and full body arching before letting out a huff and turning to the brunette. “Alright, tell you what. I’ll take a nap and you can go over all my papers while I do. Then we can talk science.”

“I have my moments” Tim chuckles as he look over at the speedster. He was usually good at recommending when  his loved ones should rest, never taking his own advice, but was trying to change that lately. He smiles though, keeping the playful attitude.

He found this interesting, learning about the relationships between other sidekicks and their mentors. Although he wasn’t allowed to be Robin, that would just forever be a dream. “Why do you say that?”

He was glad when Wally eventually gave in. “It sounds good to me. I can show you what I came up with when you wake up.”

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titantroia‌:

“it might be luck or could’ve just been fate bringing us together,” donna considered with a half shrug before nodding happily, “i think it’s best if we do it together, just in case we’re in need of back up.” she put a hand on his shoulder with another smile. the way his face lights up completely has her unable to stop the way her dimples pop out from her own smile mirroring his. “of course we are!” she agrees as if she’d never thought anything but that to be true.

This had to be the best day of his life — getting to do a patrol with Donna, which just means that he was going to try doing his best. It’s all part of him wanting to impress her since she‘s an important member of the family. They could grow closer this way, which is something Tim would be happy about. He was an expert detective, one of the very best as everyone tells him, but he was still young. “What are we waiting for? I think I hear something happening nearby to the EAST.” He says as he does a dramatic flip across the buildings.

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Steph & Tim

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spoilers-ahead-647‌:

Steph felt intense heat as the blast pushed her out of the window and slammed her to the ground. She heard ringing in her ears and got to her feet, to stunned to notice if she was injured. 

Just as she got up another blast erupted above her and it jolted her; she scrambled to get away from the warehouse, tripping away from the building. 

“Tim!” she hacked into the comm, catching her breath, ears still ringing; she pressed her palms against her ear and it stung-she pulled her hand away and saw blood on it. 

Suddenly aware of a myriad of tiny cuts and a sharp pain in her leg, everything started to come back into focus. She leaned against a nearby rock and then heard Tim’s voice in her ear. “Tim! I’m fine- I think. Are you OK?” even to her own ears, her voice sounded dazed and not quite ‘there’. 

Staring at the smoldering building, she waited for a reply. 

Tim is sure that he had burns after being so close to the explosions — among other injuries from having his bost knocked down harshly against the pavement a few times. His body should be used to this kind of pain by now, but his ears were ringing too. He can’t think straight which is why he doesn’t even know what to do about his injuries until getting home.

His eyes want to close, rest for a few minutes, but knows better than that. His arms push himself up, turning his body around to be sitting instead. There’s a relief hearing Steph’s voice. “I’m okay — I THINK. It hurts to move, but that’s what happens when you’re caught up in an explosion.” Tim tries to make light of the situation, but looks at the burning building.

“My legs have burns on them. I don’t know if I can swing home.”

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casswayned‌:

                       “ Sorry…”    Two times—that’s how many times she actually spaced out. Maybe even more if she actually cared to count. There was a lot of things going through her mind at the moment, thoughts that would accompany her as she grace through Gotham nights recently.     “ What…what are you saying again? “    A sheepish smile ran across her lips, not quite reaching her eyes.

“I don’t actually remember.” Tim lifts a hand to push his fingers through his hair, probably too long at this point which means it’s time for a haircut. “It was just nonsense — SO nothing that important.” There’s a smile of reassurance, but also a slight wince as his body shifts in his seat, being caught up in a few explosions does a number on you. “Are you okay, Cass?”

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kryptonian-earthling‌:

Kon felt his chest warm at Tim’s insistant reassurance. It all made sense, and the sense of not being alone in his confusion almost chased away the cold of unease. He smiled appreciatively before leaning over and planting a soft but lingering kiss on his boyfriend’s lips. “Thanks babe. I guess we’ll just have to help remind each other then.” Then he caught sight of Farid with his raised eyebrow and blushed heavily before ducking out of the man’s way. He’d forgotten that the butler was there for a brief second.

“Sure thing,” he agreed at the request. He wasn’t planning on leaving just yet anyways. Not until Tim was properly patched up and he knew that he’d be ok. As Farid got to work, Kon reached over and laced his fingers with Tim’s. “Uh, thanks for the call,” he told the butler, eyes darting about the room nervously. “Sorry it turned into such a mess.” Farid was nice, but something about his meticulously refined air just made Kon feel very jitterly, like he was taking up too much space with his loud oboxious, very unrefined everything.

The thought of taking care of his injuries is forgotten at least in that moment. He was too caught up in kissing his boyfriend to worry about a little blood. There’s a blush spreading over his own face after their lips part, only to turn his head toward Farid who’s just standing there watching them for a moment before motioning toward a chair.

RIGHT.

Tim looks to Kon first for a moment. “I like that idea.” It’s important to look out for each other. Which keeps his happy expression to be shown as he takes a seat now. He was relieved that Kon would be staying — not that he was afraid, but not quite ready to say goodbye for the night yet. He relaxes as Farid starts cleaning up the wound AND stitching him up carefully. Tim just focuses on Kon though, squeezing his hand gently. “Thank you.”

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Steph & Tim

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spoilers-ahead-647‌:

Stephanie calmed herself, taking deep breaths. She didn’t know who could’ve planned the warehouse trap, but she wasn’t thinking about it either. She just wanted out, and spotting a window across the room, she had the spark of an idea.

“I’ve got a new plan. Ish.” She said over the comm, confidently, a change in pose. “If we can’t get out…I’ll just have to make a way for us.” 

She stared at the wires on the floor, the ones she could see anyways, and ignoring that thought, moving by muscle memory from training, deftly moved around them until she reached a nearby window. 

Alive. 

Crouching on the window ledge, she grinned and said over the comm “Hey! I made it!” with a note of surprise. “I’ll  come up and find a way to get you out!” 

Stephanie leaped out the window, but felt her foot catch on something as she tumbled in an ungraceful fall. “SHIT!” She yelled-a wire she’d missed, right on the window ledge, and she’d just pulled it… 

Tim moves carefully to avoid the wire, trying to make it across the room to the window that Steph had reached. His moments needed to be calculated smartly to step away from the wire in front of him. He was fortunate to not trigger it, only making it to the middle of the room when he hears his friend shouting.

“Are you okay —“ Anything else is cut off at the sound of an explosion going off. He was quickly pulling something out of his utility belt that would filter out the smoke if Tim was lucky. The impact hits him, knocking himself own to the ground of the warehouse. He tries to make it to the exit he came from, but struggles to stand. Only to hear something ticking, and the other wire seems to have been triggered from his fall. “Spoiler —“ COUGH. “TALK TO ME.” He says removing the device from his mouth for just a moment before painfully standing.

Tim makes his way to the exit, only for another explosion to go off — this one hits him worse as he was right in the midst of it. His body thrown OUT of the warehouse, but not without the injuries surely to follow. How was he alive?

His arm has a burn on it, seeing as his suit was torn and skin RED. There’s blood dripping down his nose, and any other injuries would have to wait. Tim has to find a way to stand again to find Steph.

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titantroia‌:

“i hadn’t told anyone i was headed this way if someone had hacked into my comms,” she admits sending tim a worried look. but his smile does have her sending him back one, “oh, it’s fine…i just was coming by to check the area when i saw you,” donna tells him, eyes scanning around them again, “you don’t have to repay me, you’re family.” even if her bond with tim wasn’t as strong as it was with other members of the batfamily, dick ha been her best friend for so long that all of his family felt like they were part of her own. 

His relationship might not be as strong with Donna as some of his other family members might have with her — but the boy looks up to her too. Tim admires the way she fights, kind of wanting to do some sparring with her someday if he could ever work up the courage to ask. “Well I’m sure lucky they you were here. Did you want to continue checking the area around here TOGETHER? If you want — I think it would be pretty cool —“ He’s awestruck, and smiling like an idiot. She considered him family? It just made his day. “We’re family, I like that.”

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vnmblast‌:

interesting. let’s say she humors the lad, gives him his chance at a pitch for intel. then what? was jessica really in the MOOD to smack down a vigilante on the walk out? metal clasps click shut, lock in place and disguise still firmly in place. “that’s the unfortunate reality, yes. had you followed the breadcrumbs with greater care, you would have been met with a real prize.”

gray eyes meet his cowl, taking in the overall appearance of her guest. “and who might you be?”

It wasn’t the only source that Tim could use to get some information that was needed. The other option was a little more tricky, would require some of his expertise in the hacking department to get into the buildings where the files would be. ASSUMING no one else manages to get there first, but he can spend some time here too.

“RED ROBIN.” Tim introduces himself, arms crossed over his chest for a moment as he looks over at her, a soft smile to his lips. “And you?”