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Written for @dicktimweek 2023

Day 7: Batman!Dick and Robin!Tim | Incest Kink | Mutual Pining

Words Count: 1708

Title: The loss

Pairing: Dick Grayson & Tim Drake| Dick Grayson/Tim Drake

Warnings: Murder| Character Death| Dick Grayson adopts Tim Drake| Blood and Gore| Underage| Platonic Yandere| Implied Age Regression

Part 3/3

Dick liked when Tim had nightmares at night he would tuck in to his room with the plush toy they got after he was adopted in his hand

A tiny body, slightly flushed around his blue eyes, wiping his nose on the sleeves of his sweater, would enter by lowering the handle of the door and put his head towards the point where Dick's chest was

Usually, before approaching the room, the squeak of his slippers would be heard in the old mansion, and this would be a harbinger for Dick that his little baby was approaching him. Sometimes he would open his eyes, which had just begun to fall asleep, to the boy who was trying to get up with his little fingers moved on his chest, to this image that made his heart feel warm

Either way, Dick would take a stroll through the silky hair, while his lips would drop little kisses on every spot he found. Tim gradually began to calm down with the feeling of security provided by his touch, and after a while Dick would let out a slight giggle at the trail of saliva flowing down on his T-shirt because of him

A few months after the adoption of his little baby, he began to call him dad, causing him to become overwhelmed with excessive love. Tim was so innocent, and him giving Dick the strength to take care of him with this way of calling was like completing a missing part in his soul

Everything felt so right, and Dick would watch Robin's back when they were on patrol at night, and when he was injured, he would dress his little baby's sore spots, hold him in his arms and show his love with soft touches on his back

He also knew that Tim especially enjoyed Dick's treating him like the child he already was, his biological parents had deprived him of this right, so sometimes Dick could see him as younger than the age he was

This could sometimes lead to babyish movements that started with a slight blurring of Tim's eyes, which Dick was definitely not bothered about helping his increasingly defenseless little one

They continued to live in this order a few years, however, as always, at one of the moments when he felt that everything was falling into place in his life, everything got mixed up

Joker, who has not been able to get out of his cell where he has been locked up in Arkham since Bruce's death, Dick had made certain expenses from the Wayne inheritance that he now has to make this situation permanent, he escaped by taking advantage of a problem that occurred during the security exchange

Since Dick received the news, he has been doing laps around his room at the manor, sometimes taking slightly wavy tufts of his hair on his hands out of anger and pulling hard

He couldn't bear to go through the same thing. He could not allow one of the family paintings that colored the pale walls to be painted with a blood-colored crimson again

He took a deep breath and tried to calm down. He should have spoken to Tim and stated that he would not be on patrol while these events were happening

There shouldn't have been a flight he didn't know about, like with Jason. Dick should have had the opportunity to install the safety net

He put his decision into practice. A few days before Tim's twelveth birthday, and nearly two years after adding his own surname to him, Dick put the still small body on his knees and told the story of the first Batman and Robin after himself, whom Tim did not remember

And he wanted only one thing after that conversation, Tim would stay safe while the Joker set the streets of Gotham on fire once again

During the first three days, that promise worked really good. When Dick returned to the cave, Tim had a first aid kit in his hand and a smile that he knew would comfort him, even though he was so nervous, he tried to dress his wounds and sometimes gave directions over the coms

As time progressed, his distress was increasing and his desire not to stand still was surging, but he was still doing everything in his power to keep his word

But right now he grabbed his oldest friend by the collar and moved her wheelchair, hitting the wall, forcing himself to open his lips, wanting to vomit poison, even though his eyes were full of tears

How would she did this to him, Dick stated that he would only cooperate with the police or the other heroes if necessary to catch the Joker, and said very precisely that Robin would not be in the field

That was a fact, Tim liked to disobey Batman's orders like every Robin before him did at least for once. Especially if he believed that the outcome would be better in his all-thinking brain, sometimes he wouldn't even feel the need to warn Dick

But Batman wasn't the one who banned Robin from the field. Dick Grayson-Wayne had asked his adopted son Timothy Grayson-Wayne to stay at home and be safe

Tim was not a boy who rejected what his father said. Sometimes he even understood what he wanted from the body movements without even waiting for the young man to say anything and tried to help with everything he could

Tim would listen to the words, while Robin would dive into danger

Barbara decided on her own and woke up Robin, who Dick had put to sleep before leaving for that case, and sent him into the middle of danger saying Dick needed help

And now his little baby was dead

Just like what happened to Bruce and, in a sense, Jason, a single psychopath took away his entire family, and now he was trying to spread his celebratory music around the city

He let go of the hand on Barbara's collar he had placed and started walking towards the exit without a word

He ignored the shouts coming from behind telling him not to be like him and the red-haired woman asking for help, possibly by calling the police

It was too late for everything...

If the Joker wanted to laugh so much, he would draw a new smile on his body for the sake of the years they spent together

He broke all the traffic rules whether he knew it or not, squeezing the steering wheel of the Batmobile until the knuckles in his hands turned white and driving towards the cathedral building where he knew the Joker was found

If he didn't manage to arrive before the police, it would be very difficult for him to take revenge, so he had to be fast

For a moment, even though he heard Bruce's voice in his head telling him that killing wouldn't do anything, he kept stepping on the gas. He fulfilled his wish for his death and was never became the reason why the psychopathic clown took his last breath

The point to which these words brought him had resulted in another desire for revenge...

He angrily closed the door of the car he got out of with a firmness that caused the windows to shake, and took a deep breath outward over the empty street view

Then he started walking with fast steps, not caring about one of the Joker's employees who invited him in

For a moment, he wanted to think that Tim had left his life between his fingers, at least without suffering and tears, with a death that he had not expected Dick's help for in the previous hours

But now when he saw the body holding Robin's torn costume in his hands with the cut smile under the eyes covered by the green hair, he clenched his fist without uttering a single warning sound and passed it to the face that continued to grin

The booming sound of each fist made Dick laugh. The body that started to fight for his life after a while under was bringing a question to his mind 'Was it really so easy?'

If it was something he could have done before, why had he lost so many people?

He started to put his fists harder. No, he was refusing to have an easy death for him. He would physically reflect every single one of the pain he had caused himself to him

Although after a while he felt that he began to completely lose the perception of time, he refused to stop and continued his process until he was distracted by thin fingers touching his arm and then his ears started hearing again

'Dad, dad, please stop now...'

His baby boy, who was wearing nothing but a singlet and a mask, was holding the end of his upper clothing and sobbing, trying to stop the tears flowing from his blue eyes

His body was shaking and he was looking at Dick as if he was afraid of him

With quick movements, Dick threw the pieces washed with Joker's blood over and lowered the cowl from his face, knelt down, then began to wait for his tiny baby to arrive to him with open arms

Seeing this scene again, which they did in the first days after the adoption, will have ignited something in his emotions, because Tim quickly curled up to his chest and squeezed his T-shirt, starting to cry

Dick muttered something to calm him down, dropped little kisses on the places where he could touch without disturbing him and tried to prevent his own fast-beating heart and the curling of his lips

He knew that just a one-time acceptance was not the solution to everything. Tim was probably afraid that Dick would return to being someone like his biological parents because he killed, but they would find a way to deal with it somehow too

Because now there was nothing left to make him afraid of losing...

And if it would happen, Dick will do everything necessary so that him and his baby can be together forever

#dicktim #batcest #dicktimweek #dicktimweek2023

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Written for @dicktimweek 2023

Day 7: Batman!Dick and Robin!Tim | Incest Kink | Mutual Pining

Words Count: 1542

Title: The loss

Pairing: Dick Grayson & Tim Drake| Dick Grayson/Tim Drake

Warnings: Character Death| Dick Grayson adopts Tim Drake| Age Reverse With Damian and Tim| Court of Owls Members Janet and Jack Drake| Some Blood and Gore| Baby Stalker Tim Drake

Part 2/3

Timothy Jackson Drake was born as a talented child

This had nothing to do with his ability to form meaningful sentences consisting of words that most adults do not know before some babies say a word or his intelligence that was able to solve university-level problems before he reached the age of four

No, Tim was talented because even though there were immortal super soldiers following him, he was able to dodge them to track and take photos of the city's vigilante at night in the dark streets of Gotham without being noticed

In fact, it all started with the decisions of his parents even before his birth

While the Drake family has been crowned as important members of the Court of Owls for centuries, each generation has followed a method in which successful family members who have passed a small test have joined the organization

Janet, who knew that being an owl passes for a good intelligence with the ability to plan, as well as being able to make a decision to kill despite all the feelings for the other side when necessary, had done her own participation test by designing the perfect murder of her own parents

Maybe Jack was being a little dimmer about it, but as one of Gotham's oldest moneylenders, the budget of their operations was usually revolted by his all-accounting eyes

This man agreed to take his wife's last name because of the advantages that being more established by the Drakes in their organization would bring, even if the two of them never wanted to, they even agreed to bring a child into the world

Since new generations are an issue of extra importance for the Court of Owls, Talons belonging to them were sometimes sent to babysit the babies of important family members

Children never notice the beings who normally follow their steps through the shadows in this practice, which has been done for centuries, and even if there was a case of seeing immortal soldiers, it would be considered imaginary by overly confused minds

Timothy, on the other hand, would fix his ice-blue eyes on the yellow irises and wait with judging glances for the Talons to find better hiding places for themselves

In fact, he was so good at it that after a while the organization soldiers were told to do their training on this subject according to the state of little Drake's awareness

So although he did not realize it, he had gathered all the attention by doing that...

After a certain period, the times when Batman's presence attracted his attention and he went up to the roofs at night and tried to take photos of the vigilante began

His first attempts ended with him being taken home by the neck and listening to his mother's scoldings that he had no time for such nonsense, that he should continue his studies without slowing down in order to receive their inheritance

But Tim didn't stop trying, and Batman's act on a night when he was alone, where there was very little crime on the streets, changed his life

He knew that his parents had gone to a circus years before his birth. Two acrobats had fallen to their deaths that day when the ropes that enabled them to fly were cut at the leisure centre, where there was important people for the Court

Grayson...

Didn't the organization want to include these surnamed people among themselves?

He listened to old video recordings and the circus owner's talk about only three people in the world can do this movement

He could feel that his eyes were wide open like a fortune stone from astonishment. Was Batman really their next-door neighbor now?

But Batman has been in Gotham longer than Dick Grayson's age

So, as no one noticed, another man had worn the same costume a certain time ago

Then he remembered that his father had told him about the test that would be administered a few weeks later, and he squeezed the computer mouse in his hand

Batman would have helped him, wouldn't he?

There was no other choice...

He took out photocopies of all the important documents he could get his hands on and filed them away. Then he locked the door behind him and started running towards the mansion located next to his house

What's the worst that could have happened?

By the presence of the young man, who painted himself in his old colors, Tim realized that he had made the right decision...

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Dick Grayson was unlike any other human being Tim had ever known. When he made a mistake or stumbled on information that he believed he should know, he did not look at himself with disgusted and questioning eyes, but rather continued to patiently explain the matter to him, smiling while playing with the strands of hair that went down to the end of his neck

Or if Tim sometimes wanted to talk about a topic that interested him at that moment, Dick would listen to Tim's sentences without getting bored or asking him to cut it short, with a head angle indicating that he was listening by placing his small body on one of the chairs in front of the table while preparing dinner, and the comments he made every now and then, without getting bored or asking him to decapitate

Sometimes he couldn't remember too much about how they had overthrown the organization his biological parents were in, even if he was in the same place at that moment. There was a lot of blood, and none of it was their own work, because the Owls had gone down the path of killing each other with treason crimes in general. Members who were not inside the secret bunker were judged for a lot of crimes that would prevent them from leaving, and were left to rot in prisons

His mother had killed dozens of people around him with a small rusty knife that she could catch at that moment, and then bled to death because of a stick-style tool that was passed down to her throat

His father, on the other hand, had to pay for all the crimes that the company had committed for centuries, including tax evasion, by passing between the gray and cold walls of his prison

Tim knew that they both knew that the real culprit was their own children, but it was interesting that they didn't give him up anyway

Talons were a little more complicated issue, but Dick had set up an alteration center saying he would take care of it and tried to make sure that these immortal soldiers could live a normal life

While Tim was happy for every moment the two of them spent together, he couldn't help thinking that he wished every second could pass like this

And now, as he watched Dick add a new wall-length frame next to the family portrait from a few years ago, Tim didn't know exactly how he should feel

As the little boy with ice-blue eyes was preparing to return to the days when he would be confined to his own mind between silent walls after a few weeks in which all the effects of the organization that the two of them had destroyed were controlled, the young man told him that he wanted to adopt him and that he would have as much time as he wanted to think about it but still he wanted him to stay at the mansion for all time

After this conversation, Tim knew that Dick had passed under the law as his temporary family. It was to prevent him from going to an orphanage or one of the child care centers

Actually, Tim had a lot of questions in his head about that situation but all he knew was that Dick didn't want him because he was Robin, which it was nice that someone didn't see him as a need

He had left the adoption application paper between Dick's hands during breakfast in order to show that he had accepted the offer given at the end of about a year

The smile he received in return was worth everything...

He came out of the corner where he was hiding and stepped towards his new stepfather. The young man, who had probably known for a long time that he was there, was studying his work at the same time, waiting for him to approach without making any movements and not emitting a menacing aura

Tim slightly shyly extended his fingers towards the worn sweater and grabbed it by the end. Then he put his head close to the abdominal area and took a deep breath

Along with the fingers stroking her hair, the warmth curled even more towards the radiating body

Timothy Grayson-Wayne...

Tim really liked this situation very much

In the frame, which had just been hung next to the family painting from previous years, there was a young man smiling with a won expression in a courtroom and a big smiling child with flushed cheeks, whom this person took in his lap and lifted into the air

It was time for a new beginning...

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Written for @dicktimweek 2023

Day 7: Batman!Dick and Robin!Tim | Incest Kink | Mutual Pining

Words Count: 1585

Title: The loss

Pairing: Dick Grayson & Tim Drake| Dick Grayson/Tim Drake

Warnings: Implied Murder| Character Death| Age Reverse With Damian and Tim| Implied Court of Owls Members Janet and Jack Drake| Implied Baby Stalker Tim Drake

Part 1/3

Loneliness is sometimes more than not having bodies ready to spend time with you. That feeling would take over your heart and bury its seeds in it, even when you were listening to someone you loved talking and you were sitting next to them and intervening when necessary, and then the vines that formed would wrap around your heart and squeeze it as much as possible

Some people liked this feeling because after a certain time flowers would bloom on their vines depending on their wishes about this situation and pleasant smells would take the place of pain

It's called healing

Dick was a person who was forcibly accustomed to loneliness by life

Considering that he opened his eyes in a circus where the sounds of laughter and applause constantly rose, the light never went out, all kinds of people spent time with him there and taught him new things, maybe he had met more people in the first years of life than most people have met in their entire lives, but he lost everything in just one night because of wild animals that got into their cage, which was a place where they could spread their wings and fly freely

The smiling faces, the curled-up lips that asked how his day was going, every touch that stroked his hair or played with them by taking the slightly wavy strands between their hands disappeared

His soul was torn to pieces and it was gifted to the cold and damp existence of the earth together with his parents

His heart was trying to cut the vines that were trying to cling with their sharp edges, and maybe this was an even worse scenario

Because getting used to it meant not trying anything to fix it...

When he first started staying with Bruce after the death of his family, he slowly realized how he could feel lonely even though he was around people. The huge manor had become unable to afford to do anything but carry the souls of the ancients, and had adopted the structure of its owner who continued to suffer

It didn't want anyone new, maybe it wasn't firing him with its words and behavior like a socialite does, but it does not fail to show to his eye of the pale walls and empty rooms

The manor was trying to remind Dick of everything he had lost...

Being Robin helped in a way. It was preventing him forgetting of his parents with constant remembering about their memories, and increasing the small touches that given into his body from Bruce and Alfred, that is, from his new guardians, and the conversations that could pass between them

The fact that it created an area where he could float in the sky again was also another reason, of course

Only once, during one of the fights that occurred early in his relationship with Bruce, did he try to escape to the Haley's Circus, which he knew was coming to Gotham for a few days

He was not even allowed in the door and he was told that he could not perform his show alone and that it was impossible for them to take care of him because he was too small

This was not actually a situation caused by the circus people not wanting him, but they were unlikely to take the child without the permission of his foster family before he was old enough to make his own decisions. But this was not a situation that Dick knew at the age of 11, so another one of the pieces in his heart has been torn off with betrayal...

When he returned to the mansion that night, he put his head on Bruce's chest and swore that he would never leave again

And he kept his promise...

When a few young heroes close to his own age started forming their own teams and going on missions, Dick's own cage began to feel so comfortable to him that he refused to go out and Bruce's sentences saying that he could join if he wanted to

A few days after Jason tried to steal parts of the Batmobile and Bruce being brought him home, he gave Robin to the boy he considered his younger brother

He started to build a small family for himself...

Everything disappeared from his hands during the days when they were looking for Jason's real mother and gradually turned into dust

Batman was trapped inside the exploding building while trying to save Robin from the Joker

Alfred had a heart attack upon this news, and after a few days in the hospital, his heartbeat became a straight line on the machine

After Jason's wounds healed, he disappeared while trying to get revenge by acting without Dick's knowledge, and he was never heard from again

And Dick suddenly became the sole owner of the mansion, which did not welcome him on his first arrival...

Talia came to visit only once with a little boy behind her. She checked the condition of Bruce's body and disappeared again, wishing her condolences

After this visit, Dick also mourned about a younger brother he would probably never have known

As the years passed, the light in his eyes became dimmer and dimmer. He became Batman in order to fulfill people's last wishes, even though he accepted Barbara's help for him, he began to turn into a callous person who worked alone and kicked even Bruce's old friends out of the city when they tried to help

This situation was solved by an incident in which Batman found every Robin

A small person and some coincidence...

Timothy Jackson Drake knocked on the door of the mansion the morning after the night Dick turned 24 years old. He shed tears remembering his old ones with a drink bottle in his hand alone in his birthday

When Dick first opened the door because he was hungover, he looked around with straight eyes and when he couldn't see anything, he was about to get ready to go in, then he paused at the sound of 'Mr. Grayson-Wayne' coming from underneath. After that he had to bend his neck slightly and look down

He was one of the tiniest children he had ever seen in his life. A small boy with a thick collection of files that he was clearly having trouble carrying in his arms and a bag with the Batman logo on his back was shaking his head from side to side because his straight hair constantly fell in front of him, and this made Dick smile

How old was this kid, like, four? Dick knew that he was tall for the average, but he couldn't help feeling like a giant in front of this tiny baby, who was now just above the level of his kneecap

And where were his parents, especially in a place like Gotham, it would be dangerous for him to walk around alone

Something could have happened to him...

With a protective instinct that flared up inside him, he took his belongings from the boy and opened the door of the mansion a little more and pointed inside with his head

The ice-blue but still full of life eyes sparkled a little more upon his movement, and a smile appeared that tended to destroy Dick's heart of loveliness due to the lack of a teeth in front

Of course, after a certain point, his heart reached the level of extinction due to stress but that was a separate matter

The little baby who introduced himself as Tim mentioned that he followed Dick at nights, realized that he was Batman after a few investigations with flight videos of the Graysons that came across to him, and that his own parents were important members of a group called the Court of Owls, which they were trying to get him involved in this as well

Dick had heard of the organization called the Court of Owls before. One of the case files Bruce left before he died contained opinions stating that they were dangerous in just a few sentences, and now this little boy was presenting him with documents containing a lot of information, including secret hiding places

However, the main thing that stuck in his head was how he didn't notice a tiny shadow walking behind him every night. Was he had forgotten about being watched by someone? Had all his memories disappeared along with the demonstrative spirit that had been his nature since he was born?

He watched Tim playing with his fingers in front of him for a few seconds. He used to remember that one of the nights when Bruce thought Dick had fallen asleep, had said that Robin was the best thing that had ever happened to Batman

'Do you want to help me catch them?'

The little baby's ice blue eyes opened in surprise and his head was tilted towards his shoulder like a puppy dog

Right, Gotham didn't talk about her Robins, and Tim was too young to remember

He smiled slightly and took the hand that could not cover half of his palm with his thin fingers and led the way to the cave

He wonder if he should have added trousers while improving the costume a little

The 9-year-old boy, who was watching the whole place with excitement grimaced when he noticed the shorts and with that Dick smiled at himself

He had gotten his answer...

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Written for @dicktimweek 2023

Day 6: Time Travel | Slade’s apprentice meets Ra’s’ heir | Hero/Civilian AU

Words Count: 2136

Title: Hourglass

Pairing: Dick Grayson/Tim Drake

Warnings: Alternative Universe-Dimension Travel-Royalty Setting| Implied Talon Dick| Implied Memory Loss| Non-Consensual Drug Use| Character Death| Some Blood and Gore| Body Swap| Implied Grooming

Tim had no idea where he was

One second he was in the watchtower waiting for Bruce to finish his work and go home, the other second he was trying to hold down the antique-looking magic item coming towards him at top speed to prevent from breaking

Now he was standing in the middle of one of the open bazaar from bygone eras with shabby clothes, greasy hair that had obviously not seen water for a long time, and a coal-black soiled face

The surroundings were too colorful to be a normal day, and the front of people's doors were covered with different items that could be dedicated as food and offerings

Tim wanted to be able to stop one of the hundreds of people passing by for a moment and ask at what time or exactly where he was, but because there was a possibility of distorting the perception of time, he kept his mouth shut from telling everyone and continued walking without knowing where he was, while at the same time checking his body

Under all that mud and dust, he was himself again. The same eye color, the same hair structure, even this body had a stabbing mark where the spleen should have been

He sighed deeply and ran his fingers over his face to remove the blackness from his face. He wonder if there was any chance that he could find water or something from somewhere, he felt really dirty

And then he realized how wrong what he had done was because from the moment his thin hands returned to their normal points, the gaze of every person in the bazaar turned to him in a confused, excited, but mostly scared way

Okay, this was starting to get weird. He frowned slightly and opened his lips to speak

But before he had the opportunity to do so, a young woman grabbed him by the arm and ran into the nearest apartment building

After the woman locked the door behind her, she started looking at Tim with her irises full of tears and started wiping the dirt on his body with a napkin that she dipped into a bucket that she filled with water

'My poor prince, you have forgotten again, have you not? It happens like this every time. You manage to make it to the end of the town, but your mind goes crazy before you can reach the person who will save you. My prince, what are they doing to you in that palace?'

At the sight of Tim's uncomprehending gaze, the woman sighed again, and after pouring the blackened water down the window, she took a small pigeon in her hand. The pigeon had a bell-like item on its foot and would probably make a noise that would spread around every second it flew

The woman, on the other hand, let the animal free without caring and after watching it fly for a few seconds, took him to a room with only a bed in it and locked the door behind it

Before hanging up, she also mentioned that she apologized for everything and did not want to do this

Tim took his head between his hands and banged it against the wall in anger. He should have thought about it a little more before doing something

But right now Tim had to combine the information he had. If what the woman just said is true, the body he is in right now belonged to the prince of this country, so in addition to being in a parallel universe, he probably also traveled through time because the kingdom regimes have taken off from validity at least 100 years ago in his own time period

He took the tip of his thumb nail between his lips and began to hit his teeth with anger while thinking at the same time

The other thing he knew was that the woman looked like she was afraid for his health. She said he had forgotten, so the owner of the body must being given drugs inside the palace or a medicine that caused memory problems, so he was not safe

But these were all results that were found if he accepted that the woman was reliable, so there was no possibility of saying much

And what was the reason why she apologized to him at the last moment? No, something was going wrong, and if Tim wanted to come back, he had to find a solution

He needed to start making plans but there were screaming sounds coming from outside...

Tim stuck his head up in the air with a speed that hurt his neck and started banging on the door. There wasn't even a window in the damn room, so the only way out was this piece of wood, but no matter how much he hit it, it didn't do anything but hurt his hands

In order to put strength on his shoulder, he went to the far end of the room several times and ran towards the door. When he finally succeeded, he felt his stomach lift because of the scene he was facing

This image was too much even for him, who had seen too many murders, so he could not say anything to the fact that the woman he thought had just helped him was gagging at the far end of the wall and crying

There were five bodies lying on the ground, if he hadn't counted wrong. Most of them had their internal organs chopped up and dumped at different points in the house. One of them had his upper and lower body separated from each other, his eyes were open, looking towards Tim

In the middle of everything, there was a man wearing an owl mask and holding a double sword in his hands

As soon as the man saw him coming, he left the soldier's body that he continued to torture and took his small body between his arms, ignoring the bloodstains that covered his own entire body

For a moment Tim could not decide what he should do. He wasn't sure if the body he was in knew how to fight, and he couldn't have focused more attention on himself, and it wasn't clear if this man would have left the crying woman alive if he ran away

In short, he had to be kidnapped...

Damn it...

From the moment they left the door, if you threw an injection just half an hour ago it wouldn't fall out and right now there wasn't even a single person in the bazaar, Tim felt the feeling of tension in his stomach grow even greater, and he turned his eyes to the man who continued to carry him without saying a single word

He was looking too calm for someone who had just put five people through a coffin

And he was exuding a familiar aura...

Tim puckered his lips and did the only thing he could do at that moment, quickly threw his hand towards the mask that hid the face

He could tell from the instantly stiffening body that the young man had guessed his movement, but after receiving no reaction, he put the item down and was confronted with a face from which he understood where the feeling of familiarity came from

Dick was the same in every sense, except that his eyes, which were normally blue, were yellow. There was even a scratch mark starting from under his lip and extending to the tip of his nose that he received on the last mission, and this brought to Tim's mind the hypothesis of bodies with the same characteristics

Of course, yellow eyes spoiled the job a lot, but the story about the Court of Owls in Bruce's time and the weapons they created, called Talons, was not so surprising as the result

So the Dick Grayson of this universe must be a Talon

The question is, what was the task of the Court of Owls in this universe?

Since he was squinting and not pulling his suspicious gaze away, the fingers on his body have been getting tighter and tighter, reminding him again of the fact that Tim had to say something

Dick seemed to be in control, so it might have been wrong to call him Talon, while the name Richard had never attracted him, and he didn't think he wanted to be called that right now

Wait, in this universe, was his name even Tim?

He started gritting his teeth, his nerves were starting to break down

Why was the summary of his life story impossible to decipher before traveling between universes?

His luckiest bet would be to call out like he always does, so he opened his lips and asked while praying for everything to go normally and to get some more answers from inside

'Dick, what's going on?'

None of the things he wanted happened. Hearing his own name, his older brother frowned and then took Tim into one of the alleyways, hitting him to the wall. Due to the effect of the impact, before he was even allowed to hold his back, a sword was held to his throat

Well, it must be the wrong decision to say Dick and right now he was going to be killed here

He was the only one who did not join this caravan on his family anyway so Tim did not feel betrayed and he knows this is not a good thing...

He looked around and tried to find something to help him defend himself, but the place was so deserted that he could even see the flying dust wheel

He took a deep breath and looked into Dick's yellow eyes

Tim hope that he wouldn't upset the Dick of his time too much with being dead

Well, who was he kidding, if anything happened to Tim, Dick would make life hell for everyone and tried to come here to take his revenge

In the battle of glances between the two, the big body opposite him must had seen something that, the sharp tool was slowly lowered and inserted into the scabbard

'You're not my Timmy, but you also are in a way?'

Although he didn't know how he understood, he shook his head up and down to get rid of this situation and felt his own eyes begin to fill up on the sad looks he received

Dick has always had a structure that destroys his walls, and Tim would not feel the need to hide his feelings next to him

A hand was extended to him, and Tim took a deep breath, looking at the joined fingers

Although it goes against everything he was taught, he chose to trust Dick

Because no matter what, Dick was the center of his life and Dick had never let down his trust

But it wasn't his own Dick he was facing...

With the needle-style tool pressed against his neck, he felt a tremor that instantly entered his body and a decrease in the ability to move in his legs. Just before he fell, arms were wrapped around his waist and his head was pressed to the point where the non-beating heart was located

Tim realized that tears were forming from the salt water coming towards his lips, and although he wanted to talk, he couldn't, so he made a little whimpering sound

The body holding him stroked his hair and started to walk back the way they had just passed

He saw that the woman, who he thought was helping him for only a few seconds, took a bag of gold from Dick and retreated

'Long live our king'

Oh would you look at that...

The real owner of the body was trying to escape from Dick himself...

Nightwing was in the watchtower, cradled and held the Tim, who was having difficulty controlling himself. He stroked the body to calm him down and then he fixed his eyes on the magic item in front of him with frowning eyebrows

The person standing close to sleeping on his chest right now was not his own Timmy. Although everyone diagnosed it as stupor under the influence of magic and went back to work, Dick knew much better

And Tim couldn't go back to his own body, just as it was done to the body in front of him, so someone in the place where he is now tried to cut off the wings of his little bird

He made a sound like a snarl between his lips. For years, he had tried to get his little baby into his cage voluntarily, and now, when he was so close to his request, someone was poking at his work

This meant war...

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Written for @dicktimweek 2023

Day 5: First Crush/Love | Dick learns Tim is his soulmate after Damian Gains Robin | BAMF Tim Drake

Words Count: 1649

Title: Black Dahlia

Pairing: Dick Grayson/Tim Drake

Warnings: Implied Character Death| Implied Reverse Robins AU| Implied Joker Junior AU

Dick was a naturally gifted master of performance

Perhaps the fact that he opened his eyes in a show where the led lamps illuminating the interior of the tent gave the feeling of the soft shadow of the moon and the noise of applause served as a lullaby was one of the reasons why he had this habit

Even when he was a baby bird that was too small to carry his parents in the sky with his own wings, he invited people to the show of their lives with his bright smile on his face, enjoyed the smell of excitement spreading around with pleasure

But every art had an inspiration, like that his father and mother had painted their canvas, before they met which was a blank piece of white brick, using the colors of the rainbow they had collected while floating

Dick, on the other hand, has his own in the blue eyes of an older boy he met by chance one day

A boy with a huge camera that looks big on tiny but obviously very painful calloused hands and a small but strong shining smile like a star

Timothy Drake...

It all started on a summer day when he turned 5 and it was going to be determined whether he would start accompanying his parents to their shows

That's why it wasn't a strange situation when everyone was running around with celebration supplies from a month ago, or talking about the childhood of the acrobat who made the sun jealous with their excited tones to each other

For Dick, on the other hand everything was a mess because he still hadn't figured out how to do his family's special move

Even if he felt his muscles crying with pain every day, he worked late into the night and even sometimes gave up sleeping and continued his training, nothing he did was working

He could see that his parents were looking at him with sadness so he was starting to get scared now

What if he fails and his parents start denying Dick's existence? What was he going to do then, he didn't have another family

He didn't want to be alone...

As a result, although he knew that everyone was waiting for him, he decamped through the caravans and started running towards the wooded area next to where the circus decided to stay

He had no strength left to endure this expectation any longer...

He also did not believe that anyone would try to find him, which is perhaps why the thin fingers touching his shoulder caused him to scream

Ice blue eyes that would melt with warmth nevertheless complement the body dressed in red clothes and looked at it with such sincerity that Dick believed for a moment that he was an extremely important person

'Why are you crying, are you hurt?'

He touched his hand to the point where his eyelids were, and when he felt the wetness, he made a surprised sound towards the air because he was not even aware that the tears had regained their freedom

The boy began to speak as if he had never removed the question he was asking from his thin lips while Dick was trying to wipe the wetness off his face, and the other was trying to ignore them after a caress with the hand he placed on his knee

Also Dick was having new thoughts about the beauty of the being in front of him every passing second

The more Timmy talked, I told you to call me Tim why are you already trying to find a nickname when I have one, Dick was starting to calm down a little more. Two of them even started bouncing stones in the lake opposite where they were sitting

At the end of about an hour, the younger boy began to explain what the situation that was bothering him was

In fact, he was just waiting for a conversation consisting of sentences indicating how upset they were or that such a thing would definitely not happen

It happened to everyone else like this

So the response he received in return was the last thing he expected

'Do you want me to teach you?'

In response to his incredulous looks, the teenager with straight black hair said that he really had a great teacher and that he was trying to learn all the movements that attracted his interest after his training with him

And even before his sentence was finished, he presented a perfect work of art

A special show for only certain people, like a bird flying at night

He was so lucky...

Timmy gave him tips to perfect the movement for a while, and Dick felt that after a long time he was really ready to fly

Dick wanted to give something on top of that, but what could it be?

For a few seconds, his eye was caught on the camera, which Tim did not let go of for a long time. With the idea that came to his mind, he tried to find a suitable angle by taking the machine left by the tree in his hand

When he got the position he wanted, he quickly sat Tim down and settled into his lap

'Smile Timmy!'

The young boy complied with the request and also joined their cheeks and planted a small kiss on Dick's one at a moment when he was sure that the machine had caught

After both sides got their photos in their hands, the sounds of footsteps began to approach before Dick had a chance to say anything else

'Timothy, if you're done, let's go now. Don't keep father waiting any longer'

After the sound heard from a grown man, Dick, who saw that the young boy had provided his head and slowly began to advance his body, shouted in alarm

He didn't want it to end, he didn't want to leave Timmy's side!

'Watch me before you go!'

Tim's eyebrows rose into the air with a pleasant curl, and although Dick knew even from this that his cheeks were starting to blush, he did not disturb his determined posture

Upon these words, he became possessed of that image that did not come out of his dreams. The normally air-stitched hair scattered by the summer breeze closed the ice-blue eyes for a moment, the hand that did not hold the camera threw a few tufts behind the ear, and an angelic smile that pinched the sides of his face decorated the pink lips

Ah... He didn't want him go because he had fallen in love

He forgot about the fingers touching the top of his head, the arm dragging him towards the tent or the other boy he saw just for a second who called Timmy, and he wasn't fully himself until he reached his parents' side or even presented the Grayson family's special move

If Tim is able to do the Quadruple Somersault, wouldn't that make him a Grayson?

He was awakened from his thoughts by the kiss that his mother placed on his cheeks and greeted them gently in response to the sounds of applause

'My little Robin... We always knew you would make us proud'

He could look into his mother's smiling eyes and feel that he was starting to laugh through his aching cheeks, or he could relive how full of confidence his father's peaceful embrace was

Turning his head, he turned to Tim, who was standing at the end of the tent door. The young boy was waiting like being the most beautiful being he had ever seen, and he was kind of sending his congratulations by raising his thumb to him

And then he was gone before Dick could talk to him again

So Dick squeezed the photo he put in his pocket with all his might

The one which Tim kissed him...

Would he ever see him again, he wonder

This question continued to haunt his brain until the death show of his family. Every year, he would examine the people inside the tent before going on stage and would give Tim his art along with every beautiful feeling from his heart

Now the top of his canvas was covered with blood, a storm had broken in the sky he was flying

He closed his eyes and tried to eliminate the pain, but he just didn't know what to do

And then Dick felt startled by the hand placed on his shoulder as he cried, knowing that his parents' broken wings would never heal again and that their bodies, captured by wild animals, would be buried in the ground

Nevertheless, he raised his head, ignoring the drops floating from the tears that filled the blues

Opposite him was a young man whose hair reached to his shoulders. Although the hood was tightly covered, the green wires decorating the ends could be noticed

But the really noticeable part was perhaps the scars that turned the sides of his mouth into a horror movie scene. It's like someone put a knife through the tip of his lip and went to the last point he could go

As if this situation would prevent Dick from recognizing him...

'Timmy?'

The blue-green eyes opened in surprise and the decayed hands buried in his hair paused for a few seconds

Then the head area moved towards the shoulder with a slight curve. As if he didn't know what he was talking about

Dick remembered a news story he had read in one of the newspapers called the Joker attack in Gotham and what happened as a result, and realized that the stones had fallen into place

So while he was even more upset that everyone he loved had to suffer, he cried once again for all of the childhood he had lost

He was cursed...

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Written for @dicktimweek 2023

Day 4: Body Swap | Dick having a revelation | AOB

Words Count: 1916

Title: Turn off the lights

Pairing: Dick Grayson/Tim Drake

Warnings: Rape/Non-Con| Non-Consensual Drug Use| No Sex

Dick was not in the refrigerated bed that he complained to Bruce about the heat a few months ago and had him bought it to his room at the manor

Or on the mattress in his makeshift apartment in Bludhaven

And he also wasn't alone, as he realized when he stretched out his arm and tried to figure out what was going on around him without opening his eyes

This wouldn't be such a strange situation under normal circumstances, but Dick didn't think he would spend a night with the alpha next to him when he hated their smell so much from the second he woke up

This would mean two things: Either he had drunk so much that he had flirted with the first person who came across him, or the body he was in now did not belong to him

As a result, although he spent a little more time trying to get the sleep out of his eyes, he finally turned on his blues and began to examine the surroundings

Judging by the items around and the smell in the room, Dick was currently in a brothel used especially by the omegas

When he finished examining his surroundings, he got up from the bed and started trying to find a mirror, at the same time examining the body he was in

It was smooth, completely free of hair. He was so thin that he could have completely grasped his waist if he had been in his own body. He had a short height compared to the average and had scars all over his body

There was also a stab mark at the point where his spleen was...

For a moment Dick was filled with a desire to snarl. He might be in an omega body with a small dick and a semen-covered pussy right now, but his instincts still belonged to an alpha

The idea that his beloved baby omega, his very dear little brother Timmy, had sex with someone Dick didn't allow made him crazy

No one except Dick dared to touch his baby brother's body, he had clearly taught this rule to all the idiots on the heroes committee who are chasing the innocence of his little Timmy

And while he was sucking on Tim's lips, which were red from being bitten, in front of the mirror and trying to taste them, Dick became aware of something

He had warned everyone except Tim...

His little baby had preferred a stranger he had never met instead of coming to his older brother's arms

Dick had been waiting for Tim to come to him and ask him to help with his heat since the moment he turned into an omega along with the most beautiful smells in the world on a very normal day inside the mansion

The first time, Dick entered the novice-made nest, smothered every part of the baby omega's body with kisses, collected liquids flowing like an open tap from his nether region with his mouth, which he closed over his small hole, without losing even a drop

But after that time, he never had such a chance again

Tim ran away from Dick for a few days after the transformation heat as if they had done something wrong, and the next time he locked himself behind locked doors

His little baby didn't believe that anyone would want him, and it was ridiculous

How could he didn't realize that Dick would do anything for him? Maybe he was a little weak about showing his love. After all, Tim was having trouble with this unless emotions were shot in his face

He should have helped him more in moments of aggravation by ignoring Tim's refusals. Maybe that way his omega would know how much alpha wanted him, that Dick dreamed of impregnating him with his offspring by filling his little pussy with ejaculation

Or if he tried harder maybe Tim would have no doubt that he would leave a bite mark on the mating glands in the middle of his neck with his teeth that would never disappear without blinking

He was momentarily startled by a snoring sound behind him that disturbed his thoughts. That's right, he was still in this ridiculous place. He rolled his eyes slowly and started walking around the room to check if there was anything belonging to Tim in the room

First of all, he had to get out of this place and go home. He probably had a few hours before Tim realized that he wasn't in his own body and made everything right by contacting one of the magic users

He refused to be like children who were sucking their fingers waiting for their parents to arrive anymore. Tim belonged to him, and the last person who didn't notice it anymore should have been informed

Tim's body would never be polluted by someone else's touch again

Never...

Which if he wanted to take someone's cock in his baby pussy this much, Dick would always be there for him

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As soon as Tim managed to return to his own body with the help of Zatanna, which took a long time because there were also different cases scattered to certain points of the world because an amateur magician lost control in one of his experience shots and failed to get it back before something happen, he realized that he had reached his own apartment, unlike where he was last night

He was in a nest made with soft blankets found in his closet, where he was lying down, and he had satin pajamas on. All the wetness and semen residue in the area of his pussy had been cleaned, which he was ashamed of himself for forcing Dick to do such a thing and he tried not to think about the transformation heat of himself in order to eliminate the redness from his cheeks, and all of his belongings he had was left in the right spots in his room

He felt his smile faintly, and he remembered how lucky he had been to have Dick. Although his older brother must be in a daze because of the situation he found himself in he thought about the well-being of Tim

At the same time, thinking that he should call Dick and thank him, he heard rattling sounds coming from the kitchen while he was rummaging through the collection of suits in his closet, knowing that he should get up and go to the company

He put his weapon in his hand, descended the stairs with silent steps and started walking towards the kitchen. Just as he was preparing to enter interrogation mode, the body, which was standing with its back turned in front of the counter, began to look at Tim with big blue eyes

Tim went to New York to find Zatanna with Dick's body and then made no move to return to Gotham

So what was he to do with Dick Grayson, who was now preparing breakfast in his kitchen?

Reading that complex thoughts were passing through his face, his brother left the plate in his hand on the table, took his face between his hands and planted a soft kiss on the middle of his forehead and returned to his work

Tim accepted the fact that he must had overslept, knowing that his phone was upstairs and he didn't have another device to check the time at the moment sat down on one of the chairs in defeat

It was fun talking to Dick. Recently, both of them had to postpone their regular weekly meetings due to their obligations to participate in different tasks, and Tim was sure that he had not spoken to alpha for at least a month outside of their vigilante business

He missed it, Dick was always set up in the most important part of Tim's world, and he was also one of the rare people who Tim felt missing when he wasn't there for him, so he tried to enjoy every second

But this situation would perhaps be easier if it weren't for the problem of his body temperature, which has gradually started to increase since he got up

Was it about time for his heat? This was not normal, and when Tim saw his lips that were getting drier every second with his trembling hands and how he was trying to take the airborne alpha pheremones into his body, there was no longer a question mark in his head anymore

One of Ivy's mixtures took over his body and created an artificial heat on him...

But how come, Ivy's mixtures weren't the kind that waited in the body for a long time and then took effect, so it couldn't have been a case of dating back to his previous patrols, and during other hours, Dick had control of Tim's body

Just as he was about to lift his head from the table where he was staring and ask Dick if there was a problem when he was in control, he felt boiling water pouring down his head due to the syringe that his older brother was spinning between his thin fingers

He wanted to go back and get his weapon and lock himself in the safe area of his room, but he couldn't afford to make any movements except for the tears streaming from his eyes

Dick, who saw Tim's eyes flowing with hatred, only fixed his sad gaze on him and sighed as if he saw a child who was angry for ridiculous reasons

This sound should not have made Tim feel like a very bad person

'I noticed something when our bodies swapped, Timmy. Although my little baby omega has spent his transformation heat with me, he is trying to find pleasure in the others. You have no idea how bad this feels and how my instincts screaming to me about locking you up somewhere and how I should never let you go again'

Dick stopped talking for a while, took the tiny body in his arms and started walking towards the nest that he had made during the time period when Tim was in the dream realm because of the sleeping pill

He could feel the nails moving on his arms but still he didn't say anything because there was no strength in Tim's little fingers and he couldn't even manage to sink his nails in

In short, he needed him in everything, and this thought caused Dick's mouth to water and his cock to harden

When he saw that everything was ready, he began to put kisses on the pink lips

'We're all going to be together now, Timmy, isn't that a lovely thing?'

And while Tim was keening for the arrival of his pack in tears, he did not know what to do as a result of the comforting growl rising from the alpha in front of him

Because Dick is from his pack too...

As the small body became more and more submissive due to the drugs in his body, Dick made a decision. He wanted Tim to feel this and because of that without letting all of his little brother's thoughts be destroyed he stuck his teeth into Tim's mating gland and made the bond between them eternal

Just like how he told him in his heat of transformation

'You're mine now Tim and I'll never let you go'

'Alpha will take very good care of you'

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Written for @dicktimweek 2023

Day 3: Vampire King!Dick | Talon!Tim | Daemons AU

Words Count: 1668

Title: Delish

Pairing: Dick Grayson/Tim Drake

Warnings: Emotional Manipulation| Blood Drinking| Implied Hypnosis

Tim was sure that Dick had a problem

His older brother has been trying to stay away from the other people living in the mansion as much as possible for the last few days, usually preferring to spend his day in his room with closed curtains and a gloomy environment

And this was not a situation that he would ever identify with him

Tim could never claim that the young man had never been like that, of course, but if Dick had an incident that made him unhappy, he usually camped next to one of his younger brothers and watched their movements

Which often resulted in Tim finding himself between muscular arms that wanted to edge his entire body into and hide him from everything

Dick mentioned that the reason he visited Tim the most when he was feeling unhappy was because he was his little baby

He talked about how a voice from inside constantly whispers that he needs to protect his tiny body, and because there are moments when he refuses to fall asleep, that creates a desire to have a peaceful sleep in each other's warmth by holding him in his arms

Or even though he knows that Tim is capable enough to take care of himself, he said that he can't relax if he's not constantly ready to help

And although Tim blinked his nose that day and grumbled about being an adult, he didn't care much about being seen as younger and maybe a little more in need of help for most things than he was when he was listening to the older boy's laughter

Now, at the moment when he received a routine response from every person he asked that everything is good, Tim could not help being nervous

Because even though all of the people in the manor said there was nothing wrong, no one was letting him go near Dick

There must be a situation and everyone was hiding it from Tim

In short, he had to get to the bottom of the incident...

Although Dick refused to go out during the day, he mostly did not neglect to go out on patrol. However, he had told Alfred, who had left his breakfast on his doorstep in the morning, that he would not be going out for this evening

In short, if the young boy stated that he was ill and made a few movements indicating that he felt bad, no one would question why he did not go on patrol

After almost an hour had passed after everyone had gone down to the cave, he began to move towards Dick's room, knowing that no one could turn around and stop him anymore

He waited outside the door for a few seconds. He had a really bad feeling inside and that's why he could also feel his stomach starting to contract

But if Dick had a problem, Tim had to fix it

He would do anything for him...

He raised his hand, tapped the wood gently several times, and turned the knocker of the door. It was locked, another thing Dick wouldn't normally do

The young man never locked his door because he knew that Tim used to use his room after the nightmares he had when he was Robin. Tim, on the other hand, would use that situation to his advantage to get a more comfortable sleep in an environment where Dick's smell was widespread

The rapid breathing situations that continued to come from behind the wall suddenly stopped upon the forcing of the door. With the creaking of the bed and the sounds of broken wood coming from the floor, the body inside had stood up

'Dick, may I come in?'

There was silence again for a few seconds. Tim would start gnawing on the skin next to his fingertips from the tension

The door opened a little and only Dick's tangled hair and blue eyes appeared. His knuckles had whitened

'Can you promise me you won't be afraid of me if you come, Timmy? I can put up with anything but...'

The sentence was interrupted and a painful moaning sound was heard. Tim thereupon, without answering the sentence that was said, entered and took Dick's face between his hands, getting up on tiptoe

His older brother's face was white. Lips were torn apart from being bitten, irises were growing and shrinking erratically. At the same time, his thin fingers were constantly lifting up in the air as if he wanted to hold something, and then he was forcibly coming down

Tim began to gently stroke the face he was holding in his hands. Soft, the touch of the skin caused tears to fall from the blues

The only problem was that what was flowing was blood instead of water...

That's when he realized that everything made sense. A dark room with no sunlight, Dick's attempt to stay away from everyone else was only to protect himself and those who remained

He brought to his mind Bruce's conversation about vampires being captured a few months ago, and his lips moved with an uneasy curl

There must be someone who had been overlooked, and he had caught Dick unprepared and condemned him to this state

When he noticed that his brother started crying more and more as the silence got longer, he tried to come to his senses by shaking his head from side to side. It wasn't him who was important right now

He needed to show Dick that he would love him in any way...

Holding the hands of the tall man, whom he could not move if the other side did not allow, he sat them both on the bed

He picked up one of the napkins that was on the nightstand and tried to wipe off the red spots smeared on the whiteness. Dick smiled slightly at this effort, put his thin fingers between his hair and began to decouple the tangled strands

They continued to work in silence, and as soon as Tim believed he was clean enough, he stood up straight and tried to show that he was ready for a conversation

Dick understood his purpose, as usual, put on a serious face himself, and began to explain

He talked about how one of the captured vampires escaped and met him by chance and bit him, turning him into a monster, and most importantly, how Bruce and the others now believe that he is a danger to everyone and must be imprisoned

Tim frowned nervously. So that's why they were trying to prevent him from learning. Because it was a universal truth that Tim would not believe that Dick would harm anyone

His anger towards his family became more and more inflamed. They had confined Dick to his room and deprived him of a normal life

Yes, maybe he could be a vampire right now but this would not indicate that his eldest brother should be considered as a killing machine

If they believe there is a danger, then why is he allowed to patrol?

No, that wasn't the important question, the main issue was that he must show Dick that he would always be there for him and Tim would always believe that he would never lose control

And how could he show it?

Tim's fingers rested on the buttons of his shirt for a few seconds. It would be a lie if he said he wasn't afraid because he was too nervous

It would even have been considered madness for him to allow Dick to drink from himself by opening his neck

But the ice-blue-eyed youth noticed that during the time they were not see each other, the young man was getting weaker and thiner, it seemed that he had never been fed, which was the result that Bruce and the others found him after transforming

Ignoring Dick's confused yell, he tore off the buttons as if to rip them off and grabbed him by the cervix and guided him to his neck

He knew that his brother was trying to escape, but he wasn't moving much because he wasn't sure of the size of his strength yet, and Tim used this to his advantage and began stroking the black wavy hair

'I trust you Dick, I know you won't hurt me if you can but you are suffering and it makes me very sad. Please let me help you'

After a short period of waiting, he felt a burning-like pain inside his neck and tried to pull his toes inward with a reflex

At the same time, his body was constantly trying to escape, but Dick's arms wrapped around his waist area were preventing him from leaving

And with every draw of his blood, Tim was starting to ferment. It's like a piece of your soul is being pulled out

He knew that for no extra reason his dick was planted right on Dick's stomach, but neither of them did anything to fix it

When the swallowing sounds that filled the room for a few minutes stopped, Tim opened his closed eyes and looked at the young man opposite. Along with the kisses placed on his forehead and the rest of his body, he also felt that his eyelids were getting heavier

The last thing he saw before going to sleep was his big brother's warm smile

He didn't notice that Dick was smiling a little bit more when he put Tim in a suitable position on the bed and covered him up with a blanket or how when he opened the curtains and let the sun come in which didn't burn him with a dangerous grin

He was just feeling happy because he had helped the person he loved the most

Besides, how could he have known that a vampire drinking blood from his real mate would become immune to sunlight with extra power, or that everyone in the manor was under Dick's control expect him?

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Written for @dicktimweek 2023

Day 2: Finger Stripes | Only One Bed | Shifter AU

Words Count: 1441

Title: Knife called lust

Pairing: Dick Grayson/Tim Drake

Warnings: Selfcest| Incubus AU| Dream-Unrealistic Sex| Tim Has a Pussy| Two Cocks In One Person

Tim could feel the warmth of hands exploring his body

Thin fingers that have started to hold a slight callus are momentarily circling the point where his lips are and waiting for permission to enter

The young boy was very sleepy and would normally try to escape from his lover's touch, but right now he was very horny, as if there was a temperature taking over his body

His nipples were hardened, the sensitive spot on the top of his neck seemed to be throbbing a little more every second, the wetness between his legs was increasing decently.

He felt so hot that he wanted to pull Dick's fingers out of his lips and put them directly into his pussy and get fucked hard after just a few seconds of preparation

He wished that Dick would adjust the walls of his little pussy to his own size and drown Tim in enough pleasure to make him drool from his mouth

Tim started whimpering without opening his eyes. Then he buried the fingers that were still on his lips in the warmth between two pieces of meat and let out the sucking sounds that filled the room

Above him he could hear Dick chuckling in a faint voice. His voice sounded a little thicker than usual, but Tim didn't care too much. His only thought at the moment was the fact that there was a cock that needed to be inserted into his burning pussy

That's why he opened his eyes and was confronted by red irises. Weren't Dick's eyes blue?

It didn't matter...

Tim was left with only his lacy underwear by taking off his pyjamas. Gently shaking his hip, he crawled on top of the sheet and nestled into Dick's lap and placed his pussy, which was still flowing, on top of the pants of his lover, who had not taken off his clothes

After Dick put his fingers on his ass and rubbed his body back and forth, he groaned in a nasal voice

He wanted more, it wasn't enough

Upon this thought, he paused for a few seconds on the extra hand that started touching his nipples and felt the need to turn around and check

He was caught between two muscular bodies that could wrap him from everything. They are both Dick's body, so the thing happening right now had to be a dream

He should have enjoyed it then, shouldn't he?..

He pressed his lips to Dick's, who began to use his chest like a stress ball, and began a passionate kiss

At the same time, because the other one opened his pants, Tim felt ejaculated when their bare skin touched each other. The wetness between his legs had increased much more

How many times can you orgasm in a dream?

It was time to find out...

Tim decided to give all his attention to one body and pulled his lips away from the tongue that was poking inside his mouth. Although this situation caused him to feel incomplete, he slowly started working to get Dick's dick between his walls decently.

But as soon as he felt that it was going to get into his pussy for no reason Dick's cock was growing one more level, becoming much bigger than he could take

He would need help to open his hole, so he looked at his dream lover opposite with a puppy dog stare

In normal times, Dick could not resist the looks of inability to do anything and would give himself what he wanted while whispering that he was an incompetent slut

And it happened what he was waiting, his little body was left hard on the bed again, and although Dick's talented mouth moved around his body for a while before moving to the point where his temperature was, he finally found his target and began to replace the orgasm fluids that continued to flow from Tim like a dehydrated person in the desert with his own saliva

While Tim was getting wider and wider accompanied by screams, tears and moans, after a while he noticed that the tongue was replaced by a thicker temperature

He sighed with joy and moved his hip to adjust a slightly more comfortable position and to get more of him into himself

And then he was starting to think about what kind of a dream Dick was having

He felt the smile growing more in his face, he should ask when he got up in the morning, maybe it would be a dream that could be done

But now Tim would continue to focus on this reality, which caused a pleasurable torment to his most sensitive point every time he moved back and forth

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Dick felt for a moment that he could not breathe. There were two Tims in his bed at the moment, and the duo were trying to enjoy rubbing their wet pussies against each other

It couldn't be said that they were very successful, because Dick could see that they were constantly getting close to orgasm and turning around its corner at the last second

They needed help...

Dick couldn't help making out one of those sounds that for little babies. Poor Tim, he couldn't even ejaculate without his help

Dick with quick hand movements unbuckled his belt and let his pants fall to the floor and began to walk to the side where the bed was

Although the smell of sex in the room made him dizzy, he stood in front of the duo and smiled

Two pairs of eyes, one red and the other blue, began to drool with pleasure, and when they parted their red lips and began to approach the point where Dick's boxer was, the young man knew that he had a long marathon ahead of him

The good thing is, he didn't remember being so horny for a long time, so he could have gone on all night

Wait, weren't Tim's eyes blue?

Who cares...

The duo put their wet mouths on the spot where his boxer was and first of all they started touching his dick over the underwear

Then, the small hands touching his chest gently pushed his body towards the bed, and his mouth was closed with a small hole covered with orgasm fluid before he was given the opportunity to say a word

At the same time, for the first time from the other side, his underwear was literally pulled down, along with a tongue moving around, and he began to descend into a warm throat

Dick was filled with a throaty growl of desire. His eyes were closed for the moment because of the body sitting on his face, but this did not prevent him from using his imagination

It was a very nice image, and all Dick wanted to do right now was watch the two Tims give pleasure to each other, and after he was satisfied about it, he could fuck both of them at once

At the thought of this, he made a small noise full of surprise when he began to feel double pleasure in his lower region. Then he grabbed Tim, who continued to sit on him, by the waist and lifted him into the air and made a check for his lower area

The constantly shifting mouth trying to give pleasure to two different cocks caused Dick to get a little harder, while at the same time he definitely realized that he was in a dream

A dangerous grin formed on his lips. After leaving the body that he was still holding in the air who was whimpering on the sheets, he pulled his dick out of the hot throat, allowing both Tims bodies and their pussies to overlap each other

His little dolls, which he hadn't touched for a few minutes, had started playing with each other, and Dick was trying to hold both of his dicks with one hand so as not to ejaculate on this image

When he realized that he couldn't take it anymore, he pushed his dick towards to them

And while he was fucking them both at the same time, little moans of pleasure filled the room

Oh, he couldn't wait to tell all of this about to Tim...

While this is all happening an Incubus smiled with pleasure, it had really found an extremely satisfying couple...

And if the couple hasn't stopped having sex since a few hours before they woke up from their dream, after telling each other what they saw, it would mean that incubus would stay in the world a little longer just to watch a beautiful show

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Written for @dicktimweek 2023

Day 1: Soulmate AU | Nightwing!Tim | Time Loop Day

Words Count: 1508

Title: Day of the dead

Pairing: Dick Grayson/Tim Drake

Warnings: Major Character Death| Blood and Gore| Suicide| Emotional Instability| Self-harm Done Unwittingly

Tim was falling from the sky at an unhealthy speed

His eyes were closed, his body had become even weaker since he was last seen, there were wounds hidden by traces of blood at the points where his wings were

He wasn't making any kind of movement to fly. Dick thought once more, had Tim learned to float in the blue the moment he jumped out of the nest with a sense of betrayal?

Just a few more steps... Why don't you make an effort to catch?

If there was Tim instead of him, he would have handled this situation in one go

Dick dared not think about anything else as he looked at the corpse stuck in the middle of the street in a new costume unlike his childish Robin one

Which is the biggest thing that Tim forgot because he felt betrayed was that he would always be Dick's first Robin, and Dick always liked to see his soulmate in his own colors

Tim's tiny body was bent at an abnormal angle, his eyes inside the domino were left open by the impact of the collision

There was a pool of blood formed by the effect of the rain that started around, and most civilians were closing their eyes in pain and trying to go home

Because they knew that no one would get help from Batman today. Dick wasn't going anywhere, he wasn't going to leave Tim alone once again

Even if the one he loves will never notice again

Even though his black suit was dyed red, he sat on the floor without caring about the blood pond. He took the glove off over his thin fingers and began to touch the body, which began to fade slowly

He stood for a few seconds in the smiling pinkness. Shamefully giving his first kiss by pulling him into a corner at one of Bruce's parties, that beautiful lips were turning increasingly blue

Dick still remembered very clearly the taste of the soft piece of meat, how he wiped Tim's tears from his slightly brimming eyes and how they went back to the party while joking with each other

He could hear the other superheroes starting to gather around him, those who had known averted their eyes from Dick, while others questioned why Batman was so interested in a small runaway bird, but he still didn't get up

As soon as he was left alone, he joined his hands together and began to beg

One more time he said, please, just one more time...

It couldn't have ended like this, they had so many more plans

This should not have been the end

So the question is, how many more times did he have the strength to do this?..

Dick let out a scream that filled his throat, quickly opened his eyes and kicked the coverlet above him with a feeling of tightness. He knew that Damian was scribbling something on his art notebook he picked up on the opposite seat and was watching him with one eyebrow up when he reacted, but he didn't care

He just cursed towards the calendar, which sewed up his blueness and blinked in front of him, and then felt that he couldn't breathe with all the emotions that came with a tremor

He took his head between his hands and closed his mind to the tears decaying from his eyes and the ugly choking sounds

How many was that? Why every time Tim slipped through his fingers to turning into a dust?

He had tried every move he could think of. He caught Tim in time, but his little soulmate took his last breath before he even had a chance to get help from internal bleeding

Or he participate in the battle with Ra's with him but still did not manage to prevent his fall

Tim held out his hand for a moment and tried to get help. His angel still trusted him, which made Dick happy for a moment

The worst case scenario was when he found Tim without him entering Gotham and helped him make his plans which made Dick think he had achieved just a second

Everything went well for that one, he even prevented Tim from suffocating due to the air pressure because he was trying to fly high, but before he had time to celebrate, his baby was poisoned by a ninja

His non-existent spleen also weakened his normally strong immune system, taking away his chance of survival

He nervously pulled his hands from his head and threw them on top of each other. He ignored the noise that formed, such as his nails gaining strength or sounds coming out of sandpaper

It was so ridiculous, it didn't mean anything

What more could he have done to save Tim?

He should never have let him go. If necessary, he had to imprison the little body inside the mansion and ensure that his energy, born with a smile on his face, was protected at the risk of being destroyed and becoming a hollow shell

And now, because of Dick, who couldn't manage to use the chances he had properly, there was no chance that he would ever be more than that empty shell again

The scraping sounds increased a little more, although the inside of his nails slowly turned red, their speed increased even more

Damian got up from his chair, was his picture finished?

If he asked the boy, would he give him a picture of Tim as a gift?

A smell was beginning to come to his nose

Would Tim's hair have continued to smell of coffee as usual?

Pain, pain, pain...

He couldn't take it anymore...

'Richard, stop it!'

He woke up with a sudden start and shot a glance at Damian, who was calling to him

He was looking scared, Dick wonder if something had happened

Besides, why did his arms hurt so much?..

He stared at the blood flowing down his arm like a stream and realized that he was experiencing enlightenment in an instant

He was really a complete idiot

Between both of their relationships, Tim had always been the smarter one, and Dick was definitely proud of that

This time he began to laugh, not noticing the frightened gaze of Alfred, who came with Damian's fearful scream. Of course, why hadn't it occurred to him before?

It was always because of that little boy in his soul who believed that he could save everyone because he was a hero

No, Dick knew that death was necessary. And that there must be a reason for the rules that the gods set when creating soulmates

So it wasn't about Tim

It was about Dick...

That's why he didn't do any extra work that evening. He accepted Tim's words asking him to trust him, he even tried to refuse to trust him once in this endless loop to result in with Tim did not even let Dick catch him, he fought with the ninjas attacking them with Damian, listened to the sounds coming from Tim via the radio, and just as the cracking crackles of the glass began to fill his ears, he went up in the air

He let the wind blow his cloak for a few seconds

He wouldn't have a chance anymore, so he wanted to forget

They had come to the end, hadn't they?

He cut the rope that allowed him to glide with the help of a knife at the moment when Tim and his own body met. Although he knew that the young boy's eyes were looking around in surprise and he was trying to forcibly move their bodies away, he began to smile peacefully

Really why hadn't he thought of it before? There was no way he could have saved Tim on this same day, so they both had to die together

He ignored the screams, took the tiny hands that were nailing his arms decently between his own calloused hands and gave them a tiny kiss

Tears were beginning to flow from the eyes of his little baby, he was barely looking at his tool belt, looking for something to help them stay in the air at least for a while longer

Did it just occur to you that you know how to fly? Didn't I teach you, Tim, you need to flap your wings

Nothing would work, the two of them would integrate into the ground together, it would be impossible for them to separate

The gods give humans some people who will complete them in the creation of humanity

Maybe a grace maybe paying for a sin the bodies where two half-souls live would die in the same time period

Dick was cursed as usual, so for the last few times, his soulmate had tried to rise to eternity by leaving him behind

Never again... Never again...

This life and beyond...

They were always going to be together...

Gotham cried to its two guardian who fell in the next morning

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