Jason Todd X Tim Drake - Tumblr Posts

Okay but genuinely... Who do you think gives Tim the best 🥵😈 of his life? They all have their own talents, sure, yet someone has to be the best!

JeanTim: **happens**

Jason: "Jilted for a holier-than-thou hermit? How does Tim dare to refuse me? Is this a sick game meant to torture my heart?"

Dick: "... I think Tim just likes them religiously traumatized, tbh"

Jason, Damian and Jean-Paul dressed up as Batman running into each other on their way to Tim's room in the middle of the night:

(Context/fic idea:

Tim, needy omega, decided to call his three current alpha crushes and invite them to his room. He sent a picture where he's wearing a naughty Robin costume and joked about needing a Batman.

Tim didn't expect any of them to show up. He opens the door to three big, offended and rough alphas who look at him as if they were going to devour Tim.

The result is way better than sleeping.)

Tim thought that sex with Jason would be angry, or rough, or rushed in an alley after a fight. 

He didn’t think it would this. He didn’t think it would be soft and careful. He didn’t think it would be soft kisses and tender touches. 

He didn’t think it could be like this with Jason. Jason, who’s words had cut Tim like a knife before and who’s knives had cut him like, well like a knife.

But it was soft, it was tender, it was intimate. 

When they finished, Jason traced the scars on Tim’s back, asking where each one was from. The entire experience was so tender that the next day Tim wasn’t sure that he hadn’t dreamt the whole thing. 

He hadn’t dreamt it. 

Two days later, Jason shoved Tim against a wall in an alley, his helmet no where in sight, just a domino covering his eyes. That time is was rushed, it was rough, but it wasn’t angry. 

Afterward, Tim smelled like Jason’s cigarettes and his cheap aftershave.  Afterward, Jason bit Tim’s jaw and told him to come to his safe house after his patrol.

Tim never thought that sex with Jason could turn into something more, but it did. 

It turned into waffles at Jason’s, into movie nights at Tim’s, into patrols together, into something more. And sometimes they were angry, sometimes Jason held Tim while he shook though a nightmare, sometimes Tim did the same for Jason. 

It wasn’t perfect, it wasn’t what Tim expected, but it was them.