I'll be home for Christmas
Noah Sebastian x Reader
I recently saw some interview where Noah said he doesn't really go home for the holidays, so I decided to insert myself into that lol.
Warnings: Tooth rotting fluff, Noah smokes a cig (cause I saw a picture of him doing that at some point and decided to include it), tell me if there's more!
Also this was written months ago but I just didn't think a Christmas fic in September was really that fitting lol
Snow was falling outside your window as you listened to Noah streaming. It was an old stream, but he was in a plane on the way back home from Europe, so you couldn't talk to him. Anxiety filled your chest thinking about not talking to him. It's not like you were completely lost without him, you just didn't want him to die in a plane crash. You used to track his flight on an app on your phone, but after all these years of being friends with him (and having a huge crush on him) and him touring you learned to not get too caught up in your anxiety. Almost.
His voice from the old stream playing on your laptop, him laughing brought you back to reality and you realised it was 1 am. You decided you might as well go to sleep since he wouldn't be landing until 7 am the next day. You were flying out to LA in a couple of days, meaning the 24th of December, and you couldn't wait to see him. He didn't know you were coming, you had made sure of that, getting the rest of the band to make sure he knew absolute nothing about it.
He wasn't going back home, he had decided to just stay in LA and work on the music while the rest of the guys went home to their families. You felt bad for Noah, not having anyone to go home to. You had offered months ago to let him come to your house but he, in his words, 'don't wanna intrude'. So you folded and planned out your surprise for him.
You got up, went to your bathroom and washed the make up off your face. As you dried your face you looked at your reflection and sighed. The anxiety wouldn't leave your body and you just knew sleep would be hard to come by tonight. You brushed your teeth and exited the bathroom, turning off the lights on the way out. Walking back into your room you paused the stream and closed your laptop and set it on the floor beside your bed, getting under the covers.
As you suspected, you wouldn't sleep for the next 2 hours, finger hovering over the app icon for the flight tracker app on the last page on your Home Screen. You decided against it, and chose to doom scroll Reddit instead, falling asleep reading about someones asshole mother in law.
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You woke up to the sound of your phone ringing on your glass nightstand, the vibrations your phone making the glass ring loudly in your ear. You grumbled and protested the sound, but to no avail, so you gave up and grabbed the phone. Looking at the screen you saw Noah's happy face smiling back at you. He was FaceTime-ing you and you accepted the call, his face showing up shortly after.
"What do you wanttttt" You said grumpily. His face was really close up to the camera and he looked goofy as hell. He pulled the phone from his face to smile at you.
"Just wanted to ease your anxiety, I know you don't do well with that." He said and you couldn't help but smile at that.
"Well I was sleeping so I wasn't anxious was i." You said in a teasing tone. He chuckled lightly.
"Should I go then? So you can sleep?" He asked, softening his voice.
"No I won't be able to sleep anymore. I'll probably sleep in an hour though." You said, pulling yourself up in a sitting position.
"Good morning sunshine!" He said and you chuckled a little.
"Had a nice flight?" You asked, rubbing your eyes to get rid of the sleep.
"it was alright, slept most of it though. Jolly went home to Sweden so he's been home for hours, wish that was me." He said laughing a little.
"What about the others, did they fly with you?" You asked, resting your head on your hand.
"No they went straight home to Virginia so I was all alone." He said. You could sense some sadness in his voice, but you knew if you mentioned it he would just deny it so you let it be.
"Well good thing you woke me up then, I can keep you company. And you me, while I make pancakes." You joked as you pulled the covers off of you and went into your kitchen.
"Oh yay." He deadpanned and you both laughed.
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"Do you think I would look good with a neck tattoo?" You asked and Noah snorted.
"Why would you want that?" He asked.
"You have one! Multiple!" You said incredulously.
"I'm also in a metal band! and have tattoos everywhere else! You hav like, 6 tattoos and they're all stick and poke" He said and you looked at him. He had a point.
"Well just you wait until I get my hands on a tattoo machine, I'll have more tattoos than you before you even know what hit ya!" You said turning your attention back to the drawing you were working on. You heard his chuckle through the phone and it brought a smile to your face.
"Are you sure I shouldn't ask Nick if he could give you some tips? Help you start? You know he would love it, he could be your mentor!" Noah asked, eyes wide as if he had come up with the cure for cancer. You had thought about it, but you never felt like you were good enough to be an apprentice.
"No it's okay Noah. I'm not even sure if I'm good enough for that." You said, the drawing on your iPad taking shape. Without noticing you had drawn Noah from memory (and with some reference to the picture on your phone screen), and it was turning out really good.
"Of course you are! I've seen your drawings, they're really good! Better than most tattoo artists let me tell you that." He said and you both chuckled.
"Yeah well I'm still not sure." You said and he made a little 'hmpf' noise that you of course mocked. Silence fell between you as you concentrated on your drawing and he his computerscreen which had Logic booted up. He was working on new music when you had called and he told you it was good you called, since he hadn't drank any water or went to the bathroom in a few hours.
You started on his hair, the way it swooped across the top of his forehead and how it waved. Then his eyebrows, and how perfectly shaped they were with so little effort. His stubble, which was showing through right now as he sat staring at his own screen, the light from it illuminating his face with a soft glow. He was wearing glasses, so the screen was mirrored in the reflection on them. You always liked his glasses, they were very round and kind of feminine but they suited his face well. You were lost in your train of thought when a loud noise erupted from your phone and Noah was gone.
"What happened? Noah?" You asked, concern lacing your voice.
"I'm okay! Just fell off my chair." He said laughing. You started laughing too.
"This is why I tell you to not tilt on your chair!" You said between laughs.
"I know I know, I just get distracted sometimes." He said. "It really hurt though" He said, but a smile was very present on his face.
"Want me to blow on it? Kiss it better?" You said teasingly, shaking your head.
"That actually would be very nice," He said softly.
"Shame I'm so far away though." You said, knowing full well you'd see him the day after.
"Can you like, fly out here?" He asked, an expression on his face you very rarely seen. Only on occasions where he was talking about his wildest dreams had you seen such a look. It made your heart soar.
"'Fraid I can't sweet, gonna go see the family." You said, trying to keep your face as normal as possible.
"That sucks...I mean, not for you, you get to see family, but I don't get to see you." He said, looking down at his keyboard.
"Maybe if you make a Christmas wish it'll come true." You said, smiling lightly.
"Alright, cringe." He scoffed and you both laughed.
"Anyway I gotta go to bed. Hope the song turns out good." You said, smiling at him.
"Yeah yeah I won't keep you. Safe flight and text me when you land okay?" He said, reaching for the end call button.
"Yeah of course." You said. He smiled a small smile and ended the call. You felt a little bad lying to him, but you knew you'd see him in about 10 hours, even if he didn't know that. You just hoped he went to bed before that. You decided to text him to go to bed just in case he forgot.
Go to bed btw. Before you get square eyes from staring at that screen.
You put your phone down and packed the last of your stuff. After a few moments you got a text back.
Excuse me m'am but I am already in bed.
You laughed as he sent the picture and liked it.
Good boy.
You put your phone down and went to get to bed before leaving for Los Angeles in the morning.
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"This is the final boarding call for flight 372A to Los Angeles departing from Gate 3"
You hurried along the long walkway down to your gate. You tucked your carry-on along after you and had your boarding pass in the other hand with a panicked expression on your face. You were gonna make it, your anxiety just wanted you to believe different.
"Hi I'm here I'm here!" You called as the last few passengers were boarding and the lady at the doors smiled tightly at you. You handed her your boarding pass and she looked at it and scanned it. It was 6:45 in the morning and you were so tired you had fallen asleep in an airport café and woke up to someone shaking you for your seat. You had looked at your watch and shoved the rest of your croissant in your mouth before grabbing your stuff and speeding off to catch your flight.
"There you are miss. Safe flight." The lady said and you muttered a quick 'thanks' in her general direction before hurrying into the plane. It was surprisingly empty for the 24th of December, but you still sat in your own seat in the middle of the plane by the window. It was still dark, but you couldn't wait to see the high up view of New York as your flight sailed through the sky to sunny LA. You enjoyed the view as long as you could but eventually you started yawning twice in a minute so you put in your AirPods and wrapped your blanket around you and tried to fall asleep to a Christmas jazz playlist you had downloaded. It didn't take long for you to fall asleep to the soft piano playing in your ears and before you knew it you were awoken by the flight attendant telling you that the plane was landing soon.
You packed your things again and waited until the plane was safely on the ground to turn off airplane mode and see three texts from Noah.
When were you landing again? I forgot.
I miss talking to you seriously. I'm just gonna go to bed again until you land.
Okay seriously wtf why is your plane so slow?
You chuckled at the last one and locked your phone so you could exit the plane. You decided not to answer him, deciding that knocking on his door would be the best way to tell him you landed safely.
Even though the plane was pretty empty it didn't mean the airport was. It took you easily 40 minutes to get your luggage but you decided to just be happy it was there and went to get a Christmas drink from Starbucks.
Exiting the airport you were affronted by the heat compared to New York. You took off your sweater and booked an Uber on your phone to Noahs house. Soon after, it arrived and you got into the backseat after putting your luggage in the back. You said hi to the driver and asked him if you could play some Christmas music. He smiled and obliged, wishing you a merry Christmas, which you returned with a smile. It took about 45 minuted to get to Noahs house so now it was 11:45 and you hoped Noah would wake up soon.
You arrived at the address you had given the driver, and tipped him extra for the inconvenience of driving on Christmas Eve and he thanked you profusely while emptying the trunk from your luggage. He drove off and you turned your head towards the door to Noahs house and smiled. You walked up to the door, took a deep breath and rung the doorbell.
Nothing.
You tried again.
Still nothing. Was he not home?
You tried ringing it five times in a row and soon you heard heavy footsteps trotting to the front door, Noah grumbling before opening the door.
"what in the hell- Y/N." He said, first angry but his expression softened when he saw it was you.
"Merry Christmas!" You said, smiling widely. He still didn't react.
"I'm sorry, am I still asleep and this is a dream?" He asked, rubbing his eyes.
"Nope, I just lied a little, but I thought it was worth it." You said, hands behind your back and turning slightly to the left anf right. He started to smile, and then, before you could realise what happened, he ran out the door and grabbed you around your thighs to lift you up and swing you around.
"How did you get here? you should have told me, I would have picked you up? Oh my god I'm so happy to see you!" He said, putting you down and hugging you so tight you barely could breathe.
"Oh I can take an Uber, if it means I can get a hug like that." You said, removing some of your hair from your face. He looked down at you in adoration and you felt a tiny burst of butterflies in you stomach.
"Well what about your family?" He asked and you rolled your eyes.
"You're the only family I need." You said and he smiled even brighter. He took your luggage from your hand and then took your hand, dragging you inside the house. Harper came running to you, eager to say hi and you fell to your knees to give her a proper rub behind her ears.
"I'm not the only one who missed you." Noah said and you smiled up at him. He had this expression on his face that you hadn't seen before. It was like some sort of clarity or realisation.
"You okay?" You asked as you stood up and he nodded.
"Yeah I'm just really happy to see you. Did you have breakfast?" He asked and turned around and only now did you realise he wasn't wearing anything but underwear. You cleared your throat and sat yourself at the kitchen island.
"No I didn't wanna eat airplane food at 7 am." You said chuckling.
"Well good, cause I was gonna make pancakes." He said smiling back at you. You looked around the living room and noticed there wasn't a tree anywhere.
"Where's your tree?" You asked and he glanced back at you with a guilty expression.
"Noah Sebastian where is your goddamn tree?" You said, and he turned around.
"Look I didn't see the point in getting one when it was just gone a be me and Harper!" He said, hands up in defence.
"That's it, after we devour these pancakes, you're gonna get changed and we're gonna have a Christmas Day together." You said, slamming your hand on the marble countertop.
"Okay, and what does that entail?" He asked, pouring batter onto a pan.
"We'll get a Christmas tree, get decorations, get mulled wine-"
"I hate mulled wine"
"We're gonna get mulled wine and we're gonna get some presents to put under the tree so it'll actually feel like Christmas." You said, and he could hear from your tone that he didn't have much of a choice.
"Alright fine. But I'm not putting on a Christmas sweater." He said.
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A few hour later you were heading out of the door, Noah and you wearing a Christmas sweater each. Noah went to open the door for you and you said a short 'why thank you sir' and it took him just a second too long to start walking to his own side of the car after he closed the door for you. You shrugged it off as nothing though.
You were driving to the nearest Christmas tree market after you got some hot chocolates. You got out of the car and Noah cam around the car to wrap his arm around your shoulder as you walked Amon the tree trying to find a good one.
"What about this one? You asked Noah. It was a beautiful 6'6" tree that was full and green.
"I can't have a tree taller than me, that's embarrassing. Also do you know how much decoration we would need to buy to fill up that tree?" He said, pointing at the tree with his hot chocolate in his hand. He took a sip and continued. "Can't have that, we gotta find something smaller." You sighed and kept walking.
"This one however," He said, walking over to a smaller but still as full tree as the one before. "This one is perfect. 6 feet even probably, that's way better." He said smiling.
"Told you you needed a tree, look how happy you are!" You said grabbing his arm. You noticed it had gotten bigger since you last saw him a few months ago.
"Well I didn't say I didn't need one, just that I didn't see a point when it was just me." he said
"And Harper." You added.
"And Harper. We need to get her a present too." He said as he waved over the guy who cuts down the trees. "We'll take this one!" He said gleefully.
"As you wish sir!" The guy said and happily took the tree to get it packaged. "This your first Christmas together?" he asked Noah.
"Yes, is it that obvious?" Noah asked laughing as he swung his arm around your shoulders again.
"Well the Christmas spirit is wild this year, so many new couples have their first Christmas together." He said laughing heartily. You blushed thinking he thought you were a couple but neither you nor Noah said anything. You held Noah cup as him and the guy got the tree fastened to the top of his car and you drove back home to drop it off before going shopping.
"Okay let's give each other 30 minutes and whatever we find in those 30 minutes are presents to each other. Then we'll find a present for Harper together." Noah said and you nodded. You went your separate ways and started hunting for presents. You decided to head to a music store, and find some new strings for Noahs guitars, some picks and a kazoo, just for fun. You then went to a few clothing stores and picked up a few pieces you knew he would love. You then wen't and got some Liquid Deaths from the kiosk. You had 5 minutes left so you decided to go to the bathroom before you had to meet Noah again.
While you were there you overheard some girls talking outside the stalls.
"Oh my god I can't believe we met Noah! Fucking Noah Sebastian." said one of them.
"Yeah! Oh my god he's so hot I can't believe it." The other said. You chuckled quietly at that.
"Like I'm actually gonna cry the day he gets married, did you see what he was buying? He definitely wasn't buying that for himself." The first one said. You wondered what he was buying that clearly was not for himself.
"Oh he for sure has a girl. She's so lucky. Just glad we didn't catch him in Victoria's Secret, my heart wouldn't have handled it." The second one said and they laughed as they exited the bathroom. You couldn't stop smiling as you washed your hands and grabbed the bag full of his presents. You felt your phone vibrate as you got out of the bathroom.
Hey you done soon? I've been waiting ages!
You laughed and sent back a text.
Alright calm your tits, I was just in the bathroom. Where are you?
You walked slowly as you waited for him to respond.
By the entrance, come on we have to get to target too.
You smiled big at that, he knew you loved Target more than any other store. You skipped along until you reached the entrance and Noah waiting just outside, smoking a cigarette. You didn't like to admit that you found it kinda hot when he did that.
"Hey, ready to go?" You asked as you came outside.
"Yeah, let's go!" He said, putting out his cigarette and throwing the bud in the trash.
You walked to his car and you noticed two girls staring at you. You smiled to yourself and wrapped an arm around Noahs waist, his arm automatically wrapping around your shoulder. You felt so safe in his arms.
Next stop was Target which took you at least another hour and a half to get through, but they had a lot of cute Christmas decorations that you had decided Noah absolutely couldn't live without. While you were there you found a cute plushie for Harper that she would no doubt devour within a week. As you got out of the store it was already getting pretty dark and you thanked yourself for buying food while you were there.
"I feel absolutely exhausted." You said as you buckled your seatbelt to drive home.
"You can just go take a bath when we get home while I get dinner ready." Noah said and smiled towards you. You nodded and smiled back at him, while putting on some music.
When you got home you tried to help Noah unpack, but he just shooed you away with your new bath soaps that he helped pick out. You started the water for the top as you went back to Noahs room to pick out the clothes you were gonna wear afterwards. You decided on a nice shirt, since it was Christmas Eve after all and long black skirt to go with it. And since you were feeling extra christmassy, that's what your underwear conveyed too.
You went back to the bathroom and turned on some music on your phone as you relaxed into the water. While you relaxed you thought about the amazing day you had with Noah and how happy you were to be here. Much better than being back home in Iowa, where your parents would have nothing else to talk abou than how boring your life was to them. You decided not to think about that, and Instead thought about how Noah would react to the presents you got him and what he might have gotten you.
You could feel yourself get happier and happier and decided to empty the bathtub and just shower normally, so you could go help Noah in the kitchen.
When you walked into the kitchen you watched as Noah hummed along to the music he had put on, while swaying his body in time with the rhythm.
"You need any help?" You asked and he yelped in shock. He turned around, clutching his heart.
"Jesus Y/N, you scared me! No I'm good, just sit your pretty butt down and I'll do the rest." He said shaking his head at you. Despite the fake-hard tone in his voice you blushed when he called you pretty.
Soon after, the dinner was ready and Noah joined you as he gave you your plate.
"Dig in, I hope it tastes good!" He said cheerfully and you obliged happily, being hungry from all the Christmas fun you'd had that day. The food was good and you sat and talked about the different things that had happened that day.
"And then I met these two girls that were fans of Bad Omens so that was cool." Noah said and you laughed a little. "What?" he asked and you finished chewing so you could tell him what happened in the bathroom.
"So now I'm really curious what you were buying that so obviously weren't for you!" You said and you both laughed.
"Well that will have to wait for tomorrow. You wanna decorate the tree now?" He asked and you nodded excitedly. He gathered your plates and yet again he waved you away when you tried to help. You decided instead to unbox all the decorations for the tree so you could start decorating. When he was done with the dishes he joined you and you put on the Christmas jazz playlist you had listened to on the way here.
"I didn't know jazz was your thing?" Noah asked and you shrugged.
"It has its good sides. Bringing Christmas vibes to a place where it doesn't snow is one of them." You said and he chuckled at that. After the tree was nicely decorated, you sat down with a beer each and admired your handiwork.
"Oh wait, forgot something." Noah said and got up. You knew what he meant when he showed you the star you had picked out earlier.
"Of course, how could we forget?" You asked as you got up as well.
"Do you wanna do it?" He asked.
"No we can do it together." You said, holding the star on the opposite side he was. You both smiled as you placed the star on the top branch. Neither of you were letting go, but your stare was directed at each other.
"Y/N, I think I have something to tell you." Noah said and you looked down at his lips. You had a feeling you knew where this was going. You decided to take a leap.
"Why don't you just show me?" You asked, looking back at his eyes. They were wide and hopeful, and you swore you could get lost in the darkness of them. He inched closer to you, so you did the same. You could feel his breath on your face and your own hitched, not sure if this was dream or reality. You lips touched and you melted into each other. You hands let go of the star in favour of holding each other, and in the glimmer of the string lights your hearts found each other at last, your lips moving together and the only thing except soft piano and the sound of your lips moving together was heard.
When you finally parted, you only moved so far apart that you could see each other.
"Was that clear enough of an answer?" You asked and you both started laughing in the glee of finally being truthful with each others feelings.
"Yeah I think that's pretty clear, but I might have to have you repeat it, just to be sure." He said and you kissed once more.
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Something Special 1
A/N: I’m new to this whole fanfic writing thing so go easy on me. This may be an au depending on if you guys like it or not so lmk. I’m very open to feedback. Also be informed that I’m bad with getting my ideas onto paper but I’m even worse with grammar, so don’t eat me up on that lol.
Paring: Dark Beefy CEO!Wanda Maximoff x Reader
Warnings: 18+ all ageless bios with be blocked, non-con, Somnophilia, G!P Wanda Maximoff, legal age gap r is 21 Wanda is 38, dark!fic, stalking, lmk if I missed something
Summary: Y/N is falling on hard times but Wanda is there to pick up the pieces
Word Count: 635
Chap 2
You were going through a rough patch. You had recently lost your work and were struggling to make ends meet. You double-checked your bank account 10 times before leaving to ensure that you would be able to eat this month. So when your card was rejected, you nearly collapsed in the middle of the store. Right as you were about to start putting the food back, you felt a large hand on top of yours.
"Let me, hun," she grumbled, scanning her things and placing them in a separate cart. She finished by pulling out her black card and paying for everything.
"You didn't have to do that; thank you very much," you said quietly, your gaze fixed on the floor.
"Don't thank me, hon; you shouldn't have to go hungry." She says this as she begins to rub your back before effortlessly picking up both of your groceries.
You point her in the direction of your car as you exit the store. You move to remove your belongings from her while you're about halfway there.
"No, babygirl, please let me." You look at her, stunned.
You're already at your car by the time you've finished staring. You open the trunk and allow her to place all of your belongings inside, along with something else you didn't notice. When she's finished, you thank her once more before getting in your car and driving away.
She waits until she sees you driving away before getting into her car. She starts the engine and takes out her phone. As she begins to palm at the bulge in her tight jeans, she opens the tracker app.
“Soon, babygirl."
She waits for a few more minutes before she follows after you.
It's past midnight by the time you get back to your flat. You head up to take a shower as soon as you finish putting your groceries away. You're so weary that you don't even notice the eyes peering down the fire escape at you. Before entering the shower, you remove your clothing and place them in the hamper.
You collapse into bed, feeling the tension of the day wash over you. You were only lying there for a few minutes before collapsing from weariness.
Wanda opens the window cautiously before entering, making sure you're asleep.
Oh, babygirl," she says softly as she notices your hard nipples poking out from beneath the cover. "You need Daddy to take care of you, huh?"
She approaches you and slowly brackets your torso with her thighs, taking care not to place too much weight on you. As her cock hardens, she reaches forward and runs her thumbs in circles over your nipples.
"Fuck, babygirl, you make me so happy." She takes one hand off your breast in order to free her cock. She groans quietly as she starts to stroke herself.
Wanda gets up to remove the covers from you and moans when she finds you're naked beneath them. She slips in between your legs and licks the slick that has accumulated between your thighs. She kisses your clit, and your clit throbs at the attention.
"Sorry, babygirl, but you can’t cum yet. Daddy has some things to handle before I can make you mine." She moves to bring her cock towards your face.
As she opens your mouth to force her cock in, her balls contract towards her body. She immediately loses control and cums in your mouth. Before she pulls out, you moan and try to swallow around her cock.
"Yeah, you love Daddy’s cum? Don’t worry, you’ll get to have some more of Daddy’s treat soon, baby."
She gets up and rubs her cum-covered cock under your nose before making sure to fix everything the way it was and then leaving the way she came.
"See you soon, baby girl."
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wait wdym dc didn't stick with Red Robin for Tim [and the de-aging thing?] what are they calling him if not RR?
He's been Robin again since 2019 😬 it's a bit more complicated but that's the gist of it.
Okay so Tim became Red Robin in the 2009-2011 series of the same name, back in the post-Crisis timeline. He was supposedly 17 at the time, by official records, and I believe he was still supposed to be 17 when the universe was rebooted with Flashpoint in 2011? (Although this doesn't really make any sense with respect to jamming the huge number of events that happened while he was Robin into like four years, if he was supposed to have become Robin at 13; he should probably at least be 18 if not 19-20).
The Flashpoint reboot took us into the New 52 (much beloathed), where nearly everyone was de-aged to some extent to keep Bruce Wayne and his generation from getting ~too old~, and also Tim Drake was mangled into a completely different character who had never been "Robin"; he'd been "Red Robin" right from the start of his vigilante career. He was de-aged to 16 for the New 52 Teen Titans series.
Teen Titans (2011) #0; as you can see, this version of Red Robin kept a version of the bandoliers and gave Tim a fancy new functional wing cape that he could fly around with.
Next, Rebirth in 2016 was a partial reboot that brought back some aspects of the post-Crisis timeline; tbh I'm not an expert on this period. What I do know is that Tim mainly appears in James Tynion IV's run of Detective Comics that ran from 2016 to 2018. During this period Tim was still called Red Robin, but he'd basically reverted to a Robin costume, with only the silly doubled "RR" symbol identifying him as not ~actually~ Robin winkwink nudgenudge, and as I understand it he was mostly back to functioning as Bruce's partner.
Tynion's run ends in Detective Comics #981 with Tim telling Bruce that he's going off to Ivy University. (He's totally lying, as Tim Drake does; Alfred notices that his tracker is going off in the opposite direction of the university, but Bruce is like "I trust him" and turns the tracker off. Yay, I guess?)
Anyway the important bit is this revealing that Tim is 'going-off-to-college' age. Which could still reasonably be anywhere from 17-19, and DC being DC, they ~refuse to confirm~
Tim as Red Robin on the cover of Detective Comics #934 (2016); as you can see, he's pretty much Robin again lol
Detective Comics #968 (2018); another shot of his "basically Robin" Red Robin costume
In 2019 we got the actual return of Tim as Robin (no "Red") in Brian Michael Bendis's Young Justice run, re-uniting the Core Four from YJ 1998.
Young Justice (2019) #1
As you can see, he no longer has the doubled 'RR', and he confirms that he's Robin - "Well, one of them!" I think he's supposed to be filling in as the Gotham Robin while Damian is running around the world having adventures and presumably getting into trouble, as Robins do? idk.
Tim also chases down his erased post-Crisis past at the beginning of this arc, having Zatanna magically restore (most of) his memories of the previous timeline, and, crucially, his forgotten best friend Kon, kickstarting some plot.
Tim, and all of the Young Justice crew, are notably young-looking for almost the entirety of this run. It varies based on the artist, but uh, yeah for the most part they are really damn baby-faced. This is a trend that continues with Tim and his generation of friends from this point onward, so fans have basically thrown up their hands like "is he 17 forever???? is he Edward Cullen from Twilight???? is he aging backward????"
We Just Don't Know
In any case, Bendis makes DC's next attempt to give Tim his own identity in short order, giving us the hilarious, ill-fated, and rightfully short-lived "Drake" identity.
Young Justice (2019) #10
He's back to being Robin by issue #18, hilariously switching costumes from one page to the next, although some time has apparently passed during the scene transition.
Young Justice (2019) #18; Jinny: "Is Drake back to being Robin?" Kon: "I think Batman and Spoiler made him go back to Robin. Don't bring it up. And say thank you because we didn't have to have the Drake intervention we were planning."
And as of the current date (July 13, 2023), Tim is still in the Robin identity, sharing it with Damian ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ God knows how old he's supposed to be right now. I certainly don't.
Batman (2016) #136; the most recent issue out to date, with Tim suiting up as Robin while filling Bruce in after diving into a bunch of parallel dimensions to bring Bruce home.
As you can see, it's a Mess. The Tim Drake's Vigilante Identity question is of course a hotbed of wank and infighting, as people are torn between (a) wanting him to continue as Robin and (b) wanting him to move on and "grow up" into his own identity again (and, importantly, leave Damian as the sole Robin again, lol).
It feels like most people are for option (b), but then nobody can agree on what his next identity and costume should be. Red Robin again?? Some other bird-based identity that doesn't share a name with a major restaurant chain?? Something else entirely??
God only knows what DC is going to come up with, especially after the Drake fiasco.
And there you have it, Anon! Hope that was helpful.
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