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I’m sorry I’m late >x> damian trying to build a pillow fort to “practice military strategy”?
Pshhh w/e. I didn’t give a time limit, so you can’t be late. :P
Title: Pillow Forts
Character(s): Damian Wayne, Tim Drake, Jason Todd, Dick Grayson, Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth
Warnings: FLUFF :D
“Dick, where is my bedding?”
“What? Why would I know that, Timmy? Besides, my stuff is missing, too. And all my pillows!” Dick pouts.
Tim rubs one temple, “Alright, is Alfred doing laundry or something?”
Dick shrugs and is about to speak when Jason comes barging in.
“Where the fuck are my sheets?”
They eventually find themselves in the library and there before them is a….
A pillow fort.
With chairs, a table, a dozen sheets, a few comforters, and a mountain of pillows. It’s very rough but it’s obvious enough what it is.
“Did Damian do this? He’s the only one missing.”
And as they say: “speak of the devil and he shall appear.”
Damian peeks out of one of the openings between sheets. “What are you fools doing here?”
“Uh, trying to figure out what you’re doing, demon brat.”
The boy huffs and looks down his nose at them, “Obviously I am studying military defense strategies.”
Tim raises an eyebrow, “Who told you this?”
“Father, of course. He’s the only one with any intelligence around here.” He pauses and frowns, “Aside from Pennyworth, I suppose.”
“I see.” Tim and Jason glance at Dick who looks like he’s about to combust from holding back the urge to glomp the boy and smother him in cuddles.
“Well, shall we leave you to it? Or do you want some help?”
Another posh huff, “What could you possibly help me with?”
“Well,” Dick has managed to compose himself for the most part, “I know I have a lot of experience in pillow forts. I know I could at least help set things up. So could Jay! And Timmy’s always been good at strategy.”
“Don’t drag me into this-“ Jason covers Tim’s mouth with one hand.
“Yeah, baby bat. Why not take advantage of all the resources available to you?”
It takes some convincing (both for Damian and Tim) but eventually they’re all into it.
And the result is a pillow fortress.
Bruce walks into the library, “Boys, dinner’s ready…”
A blink, and he looks up at the thing before him, “Wha-?”
“Attack!” someone cries.
And suddenly Bruce finds himself being pelted by pillows from four different directions.
Alfred ends up having to collect them all 20 minutes later for dinner.
Look, guys! Do you remember that cute fic about bunny girl!Tim that we made into a collab forever ago?
Well I missed Neme’s birthday so this is her belated present. And it’s my part – the next part of that collab!!! Soooo… HAPPY (belated) BIRTHDAY, NEMEBIRD!!
♥ ♥ ♥ *Avafox cuddles Nemebird* ♥ ♥ ♥
Title: Bunny is kidnapped! (But not really)
Wordcount: 866 (sorry it’s so short, Neme ;3;)
Warning: You might want to re-read the other parts. Because it’s kinda been a while… -__-;; Which is entirely my fault. But look! It eventually happened!!!! *cries*
Part 1 (– Neme)
Part 2 (– Ava)
Part 3 (– Neme)
Don't know if it's too late, but how about Quiet Me, with Tim and Jason. :)
(I don’t recognize you. Have we talked before? If not, HI! I REALLY LIKE YOUR ICON IT’S GREAT :D )
Hm… I’m not entirely satisfied with this one. :( But it’s 11:30 pm and I should probably be in bed. Like. Now. :I Soooo I’m gonna do that. Probably.
Tim winces as Jason’s fist impacts with his chest again. He’s going to be horribly bruised tomorrow, but he doesn’t let go.
He’d just barely managed to administer the antidote to the fear gas, now they just need to bear through.
Well, Tim thins as Jason jabs his solar plexus, he just needs to make sure he doesn’t lose Jason. If he were to run off, there’s no telling what would happen.
All Tim can do is hold Jason, talking and being as soothing as possible. He hushes and hums, talks about them and how much he loves Jason. He pets and hugs and tries to be gentle without letting him go.
Tim is on the edge of passing out when he finally sees the first hint of Jason coming to.
He pets the man’s stubbly cheek, “Hey.”
Jason groans and his hand twitches violently as he tries to lift it. Tim simply extends his other hand to grasp it, intertwining their fingers.
They sit together for a while, Tim running a soothing hand through Jason’s hair and occasionally humming or muttering soothing words.
Tim doesn’t know how long they’ve been sitting, but as time passes, he finds them curled together, lying on the carpeted floor. Jason’s eyes are more focused and Tim is starting to really feel his bruises.
“S-Sorry,” Jason’s hoarse rumble is his first word for what was probably hours.
A sigh, and Tim tucks his head under Jason’s chin, “it’s not your fault.”
Jason growls, “I hit you.”
“You hit me all the time,” Tim tries to joke. He doesn’t bite, though, and Jason just curls around Tim even more.
“Jason, it’s okay. Fear gas is… It’s not your fault.”
The taller man stays silent, so Tim decides to just shut up. Instead, he nuzzles Jason and runs his hands through his hair.
…Involving Tim of course and the abusing of him.
BEWARE! SPOILERS AHEAD! Please don’t read if you haven’t seen the movie. :( And then go see the movie this week and then come back. :)
Lookie, guys!! I’m updating something! Not just that, but I’m updating Mockingbird!!
I hope you enjoy! *blows kisses*
Title: The Mockingbird Breaks
Characters/Pairings: Dick, Tim, Alfred, mentions of others
Excerpt: He’s ashamed of himself, he thinks once he regains some semblance of emotion aside from emptiness. How could he become like this?
Why do I find such satisfaction in abusing Tim?
I am a horrible person.
I’m so sorry.
Title: Dolls Can’t Talk
Verse: Joker’s Doll
Characters: Joker, Tim Drake, mentions of others
Pairings: No pairing unless you’re twisted like me and want to ship one-sided Joker/Tim
Warnings: More creepy shit for your enjoyment!
Excerpt: Being completely incapable of doing anything physical provides a lot of time to think.
I WUV YOU AND IF YOU GUESS WHO I AM YOU GET A COOKIE. NOW, FIC.  Tim wakes up with a moan, writhing against the hand that is skimming, feather-like, across his throat and side. His eyes come open in a flutter of lashes, two flashes of green above the glowing red apples of his cheeks. “What…” breathless, surprised, pleasured. “…are you dong?”
LOOK GUYS I WROTE FIC *rolls around* YAY
So I just have a mighty need for Ran to make her Child of the Fae story a verse. Or beg her to give it to me. Though I probably shouldn’t do that because as you all know I’m totally shit at updating. :( Alas.
But yeah. So I wrote some… kinda random things? For the story. uvu
I hope you enjoy.
(Sorry to the two of you who liked the first post. I meant it to be private for Ran before I made it public)
Verse: from Rahndom’s Child of Fae story
Pairings/Characters: Batfamily/Tim implied, Tim Drake, Jason Todd, Cassandra Cain, mentions of others
Rating: Uh, T?
Warnings: Ambiguous pairings, angsty Timmers
Tim remembers his childhood.
DO YOU KNOW THE SONG “TWO BLACK CADILLACS” BY THE AMAZING CARRIE UNDERWOOD?
If no, then shame on you. Go listen to it/see the lyrics here.
Have you watched it?
Okay, so here’s the idea:
Bruce Wayne is a player. He’s married to either Tim Drake or Jason Todd and then is having an affair with the other. Neither of them know this until the spouse calls up the number and they talk for the first time.
They decide that they’re not gonna let this go.
I think you get where this is going. ;)
So have them hook up afterwards or just go their separate ways. Either is fine, though I prefer the former.
THIS IS OPEN FOR ALL
I MIGHT WRITE IT MYSELF BUT I WOULDN’T COUNT ON IT. BECAUSE I’M A FAIL.
EDIT: *sighs* Looking back at it now I wonder if I was too enthusiastic. :’( Thank you to Ari for liking it, though…
Pairings: Gen, DickTim, BruTim, DamiTim, JayTim
Notes: HAPPY BIRTHDAY AVA!!! I hope you’ll have a wonderful day
and that you’ll like this even if just a bit. I haven’t written barely any kisses before so this was a real challenge! Also this is my first BruTim =///= and the JayTim got out of hand a bitEnjoy!!
(Also thanks to Winterysomnium, Brokenseal, Phyrebird and Tronkon for their help <3)
THIS IS PERFECT I LOVE IT SO MUCH THANK YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOU!!!!!!
*squees in happiness and rolls around* ♥♥♥♥♥
EVERYONE READ THIS
I’m having a Halloween party tomorrow. And one of the things I’m going to do is carve two pumpkins.
A large one and a small one.
I’m going to carve the Bat symbol into the large one and the Robin symbol into the little one. And it will be adorable and amazing. ovo
Well. I was cleaning the counter tonight. And I accidentally hit the little one.
…And it rolled.
Until it fell off the counter.
And I nearly collapsed in sudden and inexplicable Jason feels.
My mom gave me really weird looks and then rolled her eyes at me.
He’s It’s okay, though. And now happily sitting next to the big one and waiting to be carved into tomorrow.
I hate everything.
This is dedicated to the anon who was super adorable and said:
Ava…Ava….Ava! I like how you write. No. I love how you write. And I do have a request (//w//) With your wonderful ability to put your imagination to words maybe a drunk fic of Tim. But Tim is not angsty or not just giggly but a cuddlekittententaclearmswillnotletyougonononoiwon’t and gives a kiss on the victims face before falling asleep. And he still won’t let go.
So adorable. omg. You’re too kind anon. ;v;
Anyway, I hope you enjoy this!!!
Title: Drunk on More than Love
Character(s): Tim Drake, Dick Grayson, Bruce Wayne, Jason Todd, Damian Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth
Pairing: none (but can be Batboys/Tim or A Specific Batboy/Tim)
Summary: Tim is an interesting drunk. The men of the Batfamily learn this in different ways.
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