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Fanfic: Shattered

sinnabird:

Title: Shattered

Rating: T

Pairing: TimKon 

Summary: A simple caress is enough to tell Tim everything. And enough to break his heart.

Author’s Note: I’m sorry. It broke my heart to write this.

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It hits suddenly.

He’s in midair, carrying two children – a girl and a boy - on his back as he swings out of the way of a collapsing building. The feeling knocks all the air out of him, and he nearly drops one of the children. But he’s too well trained. Even a bullet to the heart wouldn’t stop him until after he’d landed safely.

The second he does land, however, he drops to his knees and lets the children spill out of his grasp.

The tiny girl looks up at him in confusion and the slightly older boy – her brother- wraps his arms protectively around her.

“Are you okay, Mr. Robin?” he asks.

Not trusting his voice, Tim nods. He wishes it had been a bullet in his chest that had knocked the air out of his lungs.

Instead, it was something much worse. A soft caress on his cheek, just barely there. A soft familiar caress.

“Kon,” he breathes.

He turns his communicator to Kon’s frequency.

“Kon?! Kon!!”

Background noise begins to come through from the other end. The sound reception is shaky, but still there. Tim breathes a tiny sigh of relief. Maybe, if Kon’s communicator is still working, then he’s okay. Maybe Tim just imagined those ghostly fingers.

Isn’t it cool?” Kon whispers, and it breaks Tim’s heart.

Kon sounds weak, and maybe even a little frightened. Tim has heard Kon angry, and sad, and even scared out of his mind, but he has never heard Kon like this.

“No,” he whispers. “No!”

But Kon remains silent. Tim can faintly hear Cassie screaming and sobbing in the background.

Suddenly, the world is grey, and blurred, and Tim wonders vaguely if he’s about to faint. He notices, as if from a distance, that his eyes are dry.

He’s imagined Kon’s… death, sometimes, when he’d been in an especially dark mood, but he’s never imagined it like this. He’s always imagined he’d be there. He’s sometimes even imagined that he’d finally get the nerve to tell Kon about his feelings.

He’d never imagined that Kon would somehow manage to send his tactile telekinesis halfway across the world, just to say goodbye.

A gentle tug on his cape turns his attention back to to the two children. Right.

He fixes an emotionless mask on his face and picks them up again.

“Sorry about that,” he says. “Let’s get you two to safety.”

He hopes they can’t hear the emptiness in his voice.

By Any Other Name »

The base is compromised and Superboy needs a place to stay. Lois Lane steps up to the plate. Lessons about the fine art of journalism (and breaking and entering for justice) ensue.

This is an adorable little gen fic, set sometime before season two. I had a big dopey smile on my face by the end.

Perennial »

When he was nine years old, young Timothy Drake’s family decided to move to a small town in Kansas…

I feel like a lot of people have read this already. I’ve read this already, but it was awhile ago. Guh, I don’t even know what to say. It’s an AU, and it’s so freaking wonderful. Just read it.

Clarification

meeya87:

Title: Clarification

Recipient: timdarling

Verse: Young Justice

Notes: Anon Ask Box Fic’s War fic (7/18). aishdo;aihsd I keep forgetting to edit these notes OTL I LIKE this fic. er. kinda…parts of it…some of it………/slides away

It’s been bugged him for a while now. This odd urge to do…something. That something is missing or out of place or just wrong. There’s a constant sense that he needs to do something but Conner can’t figure out what it is exactly. Sitting by himself in the common room, Conner had hoped that perhaps some introspection could help him reach an answer.

Soft footsteps broke him out of his train thought. Conner slowly turned his face up to look at the skinny boy standing before him. The reason for his current headache looked down at him in a mixture of curiosity and worry, hands by his sides, cape pushed back.

“You okay?” The new Robin asked him, head tilted slightly to the side.

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Set Up »

“You might want to wipe your chin, Robin. You’ve got a little drool there.”

Freaking adorable YJ fic where Dick sets Tim up with Conner.