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    Conner really, really enjoys sucking Tim off. Tim can't help but investigate the "why."

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    05 Jul 2026

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    Timothy Jackson Drake is a mimic—raised in a family that never lets him see the same face twice.

    No fixed identities. No consistent voices. No one to imitate long enough to matter. The rule is simple: a mimic who imprints becomes a copy; a mimic raised in absence becomes something original. So Tim grows up alone in a house full of strangers, surrounded by all the things needed to shape a proper Drake heir.

    It should have worked.

    But Tim finds his own constant.

    Grainy footage. Blurred images. A figure in black who never changes, no matter the angle, the night, the camera. Batman is the only stable thing Tim has ever seen—and Tim has never wanted anything more than to understand him.

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    Batman: *has identity*
    Tim: you mean /our/ identity, comrade?

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    04 Jul 2026

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    "Wish You Were Here"
    Jason celebrates his birthday now that he's finally back with his family. Well, mostly back.

    There's No Time Like The Present
    The Batfam rallies to make Jason's 18th(?) birthday as special as can be. That's kind of hard to do when Jason is struggling to even stay present.
    Alt. POVs + extra scenes for "Wish You Were Here!"

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    04 Jul 2026

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    Jason Todd’s first kill after resurrection is supposed to mean something.

    Damnation, maybe. Transformation. Proof that Bruce was right to fear the shape of him.

    Instead, there is only blood, Talia's approval, and a body cooling on the sand.

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    Maybe the line is not a cliff but a shore. Maybe one steps across and finds not damnation but wet sand, cold wind, the same body, the same hunger, the same dead boy waiting under the skin and asking whether this, finally, is enough to be changed.

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    03 Jul 2026

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    "So, uh . . ." Kon says, skeptically eyeing the softly glowing rock in his hand. Metallo, like, threw it at his head. He has no idea why. "Is this supposed to do something or . . . ?"

    "It's pink," Kara says leerily, staying very firmly back.

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    03 Jul 2026