CelestaeStarborn
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Tim is born sick. Premature with a weak heart and even weaker lungs. His mother turns her nose in disdain as she looks at his fragile, wrinkly body. The nurse asks her if she wants to hold him. She declines.
Tim spends his first weeks of life lying alone, hooked up to tubes and wires.
His mother holds him for twenty minutes when they are released, holding him on the car ride back to the manor.
That is the longest she will ever hold him.
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- Part 20 of impravidus's batman quick reads
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Like All the Prophets Of Times Long Past by Poetiicdissonance
Fandoms: Red Robin (Comics), DCU (Comics), Batman - All Media Types, Robin (Comics)
03 Mar 2019
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'You’re going to die, you know this, just as you known that your son is Robin, and that he’s the one you love most in the world.'
Janet Drake was born with the gift of prophecy, and she spends her life watching over her son.
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06 Feb 2026
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Graveyard mud, heavy and dark, clinging to a stained and torn suit. One shoe missing, a leg bent awkwardly and blood staining a bare foot.
Milk white skin beneath the mud, black hair hanging in muddy clumps around his ears. Blue eyes staring back at him, animal-bright and dilated in the brief moment before he flinches back from the light with a cry of pain that stabs through Jason to the soul.
His shaking hand closes around the flashlight before he can even think about it, cutting off the piercing beam and letting it spill out in shards between his fingers. For a petrifying moment as his eyes readjust, he’s sure that when he looks again, there will be nothing there.
“Tim?” he whispers.
The lean and ragged figure, tiny, god he’s so small, lowers his hands away from his face, away from his eyes wide and glittering almost silver in the moonlight.
Hands, mud-covered and torn. The red of his shredded fingernails is sickeningly dark in the broken light.
He’s vomiting before he even feels the bile making its way up his throat.
Day 30: DIGGING YOUR GRAVE
major character death | left for dead | ghostsSeries
- Part 11 of Whumptober 2021
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"This bond? This bond was what had been the main feature in Tim’s dreams. And he finally had it. But he had nothing that he wanted with it; not the affection of Dick or Jason nor their choice in giving him this opportunity. It was just a taunt."
___Or: Even in a world of Sentinels and Guides, Tim--in a utterly shocking turn of events--doesn't believe he's worth loving. And since you can't survive off of unrequited love, you might as well choose spite as the alternative.
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