shh this isn’t super late, shhh it hasn’t been almost exactly a year since I last posted fic, shhhhhh I’ve been here all along
life hit me really hard, sorry! I hope everyone is well and enjoys this little bit of fic while I try to get back in the groove ♡
“This is a kidnapping.”
Tim doesn’t look up from his lunch. “No, this is a sandwich.”
His would-be kidnapper plainly watches way too many movies, because the slow, trying-to-be-menacing way he cocks his gun is straight out of every Western Tim’s ever (reluctantly) seen.
“Mr. Drake,” his kidnapper says with emphasis. “This is a kidnapping.”
One half of his (honestly incredible) sandwich finished, Tim does glance up…but only to confirm what he already knows.
“Please don’t get blood on the rug,” he requests politely. Then he attends to his (homemade!) potato chips while the idiot at the other end of the dining table splutters.
“I—I won’t get blood anywhere if you co—”
“Hey, dumbass,” Tim’s new bodyguard says, looming up behind the man like something out of a nightmare. “He wasn’t talking to you.”
Tim will admit to a bit of sympathy for the fool who came here looking to kidnap him. Jason Todd subdues him so quickly and easily, it’s hard to think of the idiot as any kind of potential threat. Sure, it’s annoying that he thought he could just waltz in here and abduct Tim, as if Tim weren’t smart enough to hire security, but…it’s like being mad at a dog for barking at the mirror.
It may get on your nerves, but the little guy’s too dumb to hold a grudge against.
By the time Tim finishes the second half of his sandwich, the whole matter is settled, and Jason Todd has returned to his guard position by the door, unruffled as always.
“Thank you for lunch,” Tim says to him and, caught in raptures over how damn good that meal was, only belatedly remembers to add, “And for dealing with the whole…kidnapping thing.”
Jason Todd shrugs it off. “It’s my job.”
“Protecting me is your job,” Tim corrects. “Making me lunch—”
“—is just protecting you from your own bad habits,” Jason Todd says, desert-dry. He’d been very unamused to discover, his first day on the job, that Tim usually only ate a granola bar for lunch. And sometimes breakfast. “Speaking of which, a little more concern when some asshole points a gun at you might not go amiss.”
“I didn’t see any reason for concern,” Tim says honestly. “I have you, after all.”
Jason Todd’s classic Bland Bodyguard™ expression flickers. Tim, being only human, can’t help but enjoy the way those broad shoulders shift in the equally classic Bland Bodyguard Suit™.
“I appreciate the faith,” Jason Todd says after the briefest pause, “but you’ve only known me a week.”
Ah, well, that’s…technically true. Tim has indeed only known Jason Todd for a week, since the man came on board as his newest bodyguard after Mike Takeda received an unexpected inheritance and quit.
“True,” Tim admits. “Still, I’ve got a good feeling about you. It’s hard to be worried with you in my corner.”
After all, Tim has known of Jason Todd since they were both kids—since he was watching Robin soar over Gotham every night. They’ve both grown up since then (and Jason Todd in particular has grown up very, very well), but even with him wearing a different cape these days, Tim doesn’t think anything will ever shake his faith in Jason Todd.
“…Thanks,” Jason Todd says.
“Again, thank you,” Tim says in return, then finally, reluctantly abandons his empty plate. “Now, I really need to get back to work. Join me in my office?”
“Of course, Mr. Drake,” Jason Todd says. He falls into step behind Tim without another word.
Jason Todd looms over Tim just like he did Tim’s would-be kidnapper, but the shiver that runs down Tim’s spine has nothing to do with nightmares. Quite the opposite, in fact.
He doesn’t know what’s motivated the Red Hood to take an undercover role as his bodyguard, of all things, but he intends to enjoy it while it lasts.
(And hopefully, with enough exposure, he might collect himself enough to get his inner twelve-year-old back under control. Really, at this rate, it’s only a matter of time before he calls ‘Pete Davis’ Jason Todd to his face, and then he’ll really have problems.)
I do still have my list of prompts and a bunch of them in my inbox, in case you were wondering! Prompt #37 was kidnapping, and it was also requested by an anon and @frozenbrimstone. I hope you all enjoyed ♡♡♡
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currently watching: I just watched AKOTSK last weekend, and I'm chipping away at Frieren here and there
current obsession: Still FFXIV lol
currently reading: Dracula Daily - I'm behind but I'm trying to break out of my reading dry spell
currently working on: Various oneshot fics, as well as psyching myself up to do a NG+ along with filling out Drakyr's story/character
currently wearing: Long light skirt and t-shirt.
last google search: "ffxiv dominiac won't play triple triad -ai" I'm also chipping away at the Triple Triad collection and I couldn't understand why the guy you get the Deepeye card from wasn't open for playing. Turns out you have to do a bunch of side quests to unlock him first. And I always add "-ai" so it doesn't give me AI bullshit. 😄
favorite flower: Water lilies! They smell like licorice. Honourable mention to honeysuckle (also for the smell) and arnica (for it's medicinal properties).
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Ohtori Academy was finally falling apart for good.
Ever since a certain girl left and the Chairman lost the power he used to have, the Academy had been steadily haemorrhaging students as they'd been transferring to other schools one after the other to seek better things for themselves. With this world gradually losing so many of its foundations, it was only a matter of time until it ultimately collapsed altogether -- and that time had come at last.
All of Ohtori's remaining students had safely left the campus grounds, and many of them were waiting on hillsides and other vantage points just long enough to bear witness to the school's final downfall.
Juri and Shiori were among those remaining students, watching from under a large tree on a hill they happened to have to themselves.
Before them, the buildings that made up the Academy crumbled bit by bit, the darkening sky above cracked like a glass ceiling, and before long the oversized tower that the Chairman once resided in toppled over as well, breaking in two as it fell and sending up enormous clouds of dust as it came crashing down. To anyone who didn't know better, it might have appeared as a scene straight out of the apocalypse itself.
The two girls did know better, of course, and so they simply watched the spectacle with calm smiles.
Shiori drew up close to Juri's side and quietly slipped her hand into hers. "Thank you for waiting for me, Juri-san," she whispered.
Juri held Shiori's hand back, giving it a small squeeze. "I wasn't going to leave without you."
They then turned to face one another, gazing into each other's eyes with the breaking sky above Ohtori reflected in them. Shiori looked up at Juri while parting her lips slightly and tilting her head a little to one side -- wanting, yet still somewhat hesitant.
In response, Juri leaned her face closer to Shiori's -- also wanting, yet also still hesitant. So much had changed between them in the year or so since their involvement in that game -- no more cold distance from Juri, no more bitter venom from Shiori -- yet certain steps were still proving more difficult for them to take than either of them had anticipated.
Even so, this particular step did not remain unsurmountable for them for much longer. As another mighty crash from the Academy's destruction sounded in the distance and sunlight from the outside world filtered in from the cracks in Ohtori's sky, the girls closed the remaining distance between them and brought their lips together into a kiss that carried the sweet taste of mutual victory.
The world they once knew was ending, but what waited for them from here was not any kind of oblivion, but the beginning of a new world -- a better world, and one that they were going to face together.
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Black Widow wasn’t your favorite character before the MCU
True!
actually technically Black Widow isn't my favorite character even now, since Steve is my favorite. IDK if this is favorite characters in general (my OG favorite characters are Odysseus, Simba, and Korak) or favorite Marvel characters, but my pre-2021 relationship with Marvel has always been on-and-off. pre-2008/MCU my favorite Marvel characters were Scott Summers and Johnny Storm, via a combination of comics and live action films. (I was never into animated superhero shows/films.)
