#future shenanigans

Pairing: Tim Drake/Reader

Summary: When you and Tim break up for what seems to be the last time, but the timestream has other plans.

Author's Note: This is Batman Tim from knight fight or just Batman Tim.

Author's Note 2: This is part of the Brain Itch Series. Where the fics are very broken and have no start or end but stories that I just wanted out of my system.

When things finally settled, there was a calm. A calm you hadn't known for a few years. No staying up, waiting for him to come home. No waiting for calls, waiting to know whether he'd come to your apartment or go to the Cave. No more standing by the phone, waiting to see if he was alive or not.

Just ... calm. Silence.

But then the notes started appearing.

On the cabinets, in your lunch, in your fridge, in your bag. Everywhere you'd go, there would a sticky note. It was Tim's handwriting- The messy quick scribble but you just knew it wasn't him. He never did anything like this when you were together, so why in the world would he start now? Right?

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-Both are incognito at a masquerade and can't blow their cover

-Handcuffed together and forced to survive

-They fall in a hole and need each other to get out

-They both try to steal the same dinosaur

Anywhizzle, have been seeing all the AUs wherein F!Leo is dragged into the past with Casey Jr, and thought what if it's the other way around instead?

Like, due to mystic shenanigans the teens (post movie) get yeeted into the apocalypse timeline, at about when the boys are still in their early 30s and Casey is still a tiny child. Donnie is still alive, but Splinter, Raph and Cassandra are dead. (Cass being the most recent death.)

The present boys just kinda appear in Future Donnie's lab and he's just like: "Wut?" Followed swiftly by an intense interrogation on the who's, whys and hows.

And like, the kids are shook coz y'know, there is future version of Donnie in front of them, also adding in that this is the bad future they barely managed to avert. And then F!Donnie just kinda unfolds from his chair and holy cow he is a Tol! That kind of tall and thin with long limbs, easily taller than Raph. But then:

Teen Teetlez: "WHERE ARE YOUR LEGS!?"

F!Donnie: "They're right here!?" *gestures to his prosthetics

That is of course when Future Leo (who is about as tall as F!Donnie, just less lanky and a little more muscular) casually walks in, an arrow lodge in his shoulder and a smol sobbing child Casey clinging to his other arm; "Hey Don can you-" Sees younger version of himself and his brothers. "What the heck!? Don what did you do?"

Which sparks an argument between Future disaster twins (one that keeps getting interrupted as they try to address the arrow still lodged in F!Leo's shoulder only to get repeatedly sidetracked), while the kids are trying to process everything they just learned about F!Donnie as well as all this new information. Raph especially cannot get over the idea that at least 2 of his baby bros are taller than him.

Then Future Mikey bursts in: "Donnie! I just felt this massive mystic disturbance- oh."

Raph is relieved to note that at least Mikey is still smaller than him (he's not actually that smol, at about average height for a human male tho he looks tiny next to his bros), while the others are freaking out over the fact that Mikey has hair!?

Have to say it outright, but this is pretty much canon.

Brie is slated to have much trial and error with battles as she finds her place in the League Challenge, but she is still the one person who can give Leon a fucking run for his money despite it all.

Honestly, it's what he likes about her...that, and he often ends up running into her the most when he's lost. So she's effectively a nice anchor when he's bumbling the fuck around, while Raihan is going through the laborious process of having what is effectively a prototype of the Rotom phone (a Rotom decided it wanted to stay in his phone, and he just lets it because he can't be assed to move his photos onto a different device without risking them, even with online storage - who the fuck knows with Rotom around lmaooo).

But yeah, Leon is honestly terrified of Brie when she's in a tizzy, but god help you if you manage to threaten her when he's around. He is not always nice, after all.

As for Sonia, she just wants out because she can only handle the cluster of chaos her friend group gives her because Raihan is slowly amassing what appears to be the makings of a (possible) future polycule, while Nessa is scrambling to come to terms with her conflicting feelings for Milo that go between rivalry...and then some (a lot like Sonia with Leon, if I'm to be completely honest).

Piers is doing his own thing, scaring the crap out of Brie when he stumbles across her campsite at ass o'clock hours, because his sleep schedule is nonexistent. And Gordie is chilling, trying to ignore how people say his mom is hot and the fact that he spends too much of his cash on fashion - no, he will not change his habits, fuck off.

My my, how lively Opal finds Brie's friend group. Mama Bayonetta might not be happy, but she'll tolerate them...to an extent.

Hopefully this is sort of what you’re looking for…

Viktor stopped skating when his phone notification went off and skated over to the barrier ignoring Yakov’s yell.  The only time that particular chime went off was a social media update regarding Yuuri.  Yakov huffed and turned away from Viktor and started yelling at Mila who had the other half of the ice that morning.

Grabbing his phone, Viktor swiped it open and opened Instagram.  And there is was a new Instagram video starring Yuuri.  God Bless Phichit Chulanont.

Viktor stuck in an earbud and pressed play, once again ignoring Yakov’s yell that if he wasn’t back on the ice in under five minutes that he was going to pull him out of every competition for the season.  Viktor didn’t care.  He would, in five minutes, but right then the need to watch a video of Yuuri was much more important.

The music was some pop ballad that Viktor didn’t recognize, but he was very familiar with the moves that Yuuri was doing.  Floor work for ballet.  Yet all the ballet terminology fled his mind because Yuuri was dancing in a crop top.  Not just any crop top either.  He had been wearing a full men’s ballet leotard, but the top was pulled down and his stomach was showing.  The black cotton brushed the skin over his belly button as he turned and the metallic design in silver blurred as Yuuri went into a turn.

Viktor knew then that he had died.  He was dead.  Breath would no longer fill his lungs because it had all been stolen by that too beautiful man.  Fuck.

“VIKTOR!”

With a last glance at the looping video, Viktor closed his phone and set it down.  He only stumbled on his spins three times the rest of the day, each time because he couldn’t get the sight of Yuuri Katsuki turning in a crop top and leotard bottoms out of his head.  Fuck.

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“Chris.  I need help.  Send me a nude or something.”

“WHAT?!”  Chris coughed and Viktor switched his phone to the other ear while Chris worked on not choking.  Viktor really did have rather impeccable timing when it came to making Chris choke on whatever he was eating or drinking.  "Are you insane?  I am not sending you a nude.  Why do you want one anyway?“

Viktor sighed.  "Did you see what that friend of Yuuri’s posted today?  Did you?  Because I did and it almost killed my spins.  I can’t handle it.”

“Hold on a minute.”

Viktor waited while Chris probably checked his Instagram.  He tapped his fingers on the tabletop and Makkachin came running.  His girl always knew when Viktor was agitated and he dug his fingers into her curls and rubbed her head.  "Good pup.“

Chris’s low whistle signalled his return to the conversation.  "Do you need a cardiologist, Viktor?”

“I need a distraction.  Send nudes.”

“No.  You need to book a flight to visit that boy.  Did you see the yoga video?”

Viktor swallowed, his heart starting to beat faster.  "Yoga?“

"Yuuri apparently is a master at Downward Dog.”

“Fuck.”  Viktor turned to his computer and hit his bookmark for Instagram and there it was, posted just minutes prior.  Yuuri doing yoga.  No leotard this time, he was in sweatpants and a different top.  It might have been a crop top, might not have been.  All Viktor knew was that the sweatpants were resting low on his hips, his hipbones jutting out and the shirt had fallen down around his neck, and the expanse of lightly tanned chest could be seen.  "Seriously, fuck.“

Chris took a breath.  "You know you’ll be disappointed with any nudes that are not of Yuuri, so either call the boy or watch those videos on repeat.  Or you could always pull out the video of his bondage skate…”

Viktor inhaled sharply.  "Why are you my friend?“

"Because I give great advice and drink with you when you ignore it?”

First F!Leo tucks little Casey in (which they all thought was really sweet), but then it goes a bit like the Parenthood scene from Lion King 3. Casey wakes up several times during the night, always going to F!Leo.

He needs to use the bathroom, he's thirsty ("You know this means you'll be up again in a few hours right?"), he had a bad dream. F!Leo is progressively more tired every time he walks passed the teen's room. They learn the next morning that Casey almost always ends up sleeping in F!Leo's room. On the nights when F!Leo's not in his room Casey will just go find him wherever he is in the base.

F!Leo holding a sleepy Casey, while continuing on with whatever he was doing uninterrupted, has gotten to be a fairly common sight around the base.

If F!Leo isn't available (away on a mission) then Casey usually goes to F!Donnie. Simply coz he is the most readily available given that he pretty much never leaves his lab, while F!Mikey is away a lot on missions and rarely stays in one place. F!Leo moves around a lot between bases too, but he will often just take Casey with him, so long as he feels it's safe.

And the only reason it was addressed at all was because Casey was getting very upset that no one was doing anything about it. Sensei was bleeding and it was all Casey's fault ("It was just an accident Case-") and what if loses his arm or dies! ("No, really Casey I'm fine!")

Except he's so worked up that all that comes out is loud sobbing punctuated by angry/distressed turtle noises. So of course the adults have to pause everything to comfort the poor baby. When Mikey tries to pick up Casey so Donnie has more room to work, Casey just clings tighter and starts hissing and screaming incoherently, looking very much like his mum at her most feral.