Bashful_Bee
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when doves cry by Scarlet_Ribbons for SilverSkiesAtMidnight
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types
04 Jan 2023
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Tim is grateful Hood leaves promptly, in any case, because that means he doesn’t see Tim crawl the last few feet into his house.
[Jack and Janet die uneventfully— at the hands of a home intruder, at 3:41 in the morning on a Thursday. Two gunshots. Tim’s entire world comes to a screeching halt at 3:44, when he finds their bodies.]
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12 Jun 2026
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"Hey," Jason says, poking his head in through the door, making sure his body is angled so that there's no way the boy inside will be able to see Bruce.
That's as far as he gets before he falters.
The boy inside the dim-lit cell is tucked as far back into the corner of the cot as he can get, scrawny limbs wrapped around himself like the curled husk of a spider. His teal eyes are locked on Jason, but he doesn't move — not even a flinch.
He's as perfectly frozen as a bird in the brush as a hound sniffs closer.
Jason swallows, his throat abruptly so tight it's hard to breath. He's not sure either of them are.
The boy's eyes flick just a fraction past him, to the open cave beyond. One of them is surrounded by a dark bruise.
Jason steps cautiously into the cell, closing the door behind him, and watches his own eyes dim as his escape route closes.
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25 Mar 2026
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They find Jason's trackers on the rooftop of the apartment building - every single one, carefully and efficiently cut from his clothes, except for the ones in his shoes.
Those garments have been abandoned wholesale.
Analysis of these trackers back at the cave will later reveal them to have been fried by an electric current - a direct hit, not merely an EMP, from which their trackers are largely shielded.
They find, too, Jason’s personal taser, the little red one that Bruce had gifted to him to carry at all times in his civilian identity.
The tracker contained in the device is the only surviving one, the one that brought them to this rooftop.
It had last moved a mere seven minutes before Damian had arrived on the scene. An entire seven minutes before Damian had arrived.
They do not find Jason.
They don’t find any evidence of where or how he was taken, no trails they can follow.
It’s like he was simply cut out of their universe, nothing but his shoes and his weapon left behind.
And Damian is horribly, terribly aware that the last time a boy vanished like this, he never came home again.
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- Part 1 of HSB Mini Bingo
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25 Mar 2026
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Timothy Drake-Wayne, and learning how to be a big brother—even when your little brother is a pompous little shit sometimes.
Or: Tim and Damian, through the years.
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24 Mar 2026
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Tim wakes up inexplicably in his two-year-old body. Which: odd. But just think, how many people would kill to have an opportunity to redo their life! And Tim has so much he wants to change, so much he wants. He wants to feel important to Bruce. He wants to be Dick's favorite. He wants Jason (his childhood hero) to think he's cool. He wants Damian to need him. And really, is it manipulation if his family benefits from it?
Or: He was halfway through the second trash can, when a startled “Good lord” caught him off guard. Tim glanced up, the rhythmic sucking of his pacifier coming to a still at the sight of a black Rolls Royce idling at the side road that lead to Wayne Manor. Alfred was staring at him from the over the car top, aghast. “Master Bruce, it’s not a raccoon.”
From the back seat, Bruce Wayne stared at him. Tim stared back.
Or: Tim is side tracked by his actual childish needs and wants, gets a whole bunch of his nannies fired, terrorizes his parents with a series of petty revenges, is an honest employer of one (1) newly minted murderer for hire, endears himself to – and thoroughly weirds out – the Waynes, and is generally just a petty, manipulative, vindictive, smol boy.