#sumitiper

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Batman - All Media Types Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Jim Gordon & Bruce Wayne, Barbara Gordon & Jim Gordon, Barbara Gordon & Bruce Wayne Characters: Bruce Wayne, Jim Gordon (DCU), Barbara Gordon, Alfred Pennyworth, Joker (DCU) Additional Tags: Batman: The Killing Joke, Bruce Wayne is Batman, Bruce Wayne-centric, Bruce Wayne Whump, Bruce Wayne Has a Bad Time, Jim Gordon-centric (DCU), Jim Gordon Kills Joker (DCU), Dead Joker (DCU), Mentioned Jason Todd, Dead Jason Todd, Hurt No Comfort, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, English Is Not The Author's First Language, Not Beta Read Summary:

Alfred appeared beside his chair, carrying a tray with coffee, a sandwich and a bottle of wine, he spoke after Bruce refused to take his gaze away from the computer. “Do not tell me that you have forgotten sir.”

Bruce stopped and looked at Alfred. He searched within his mind for anything of note this day, but he failed to remember. “Forgotten what?”

The butler raised an eyebrow as he put the bottle of wine in Bruce’s hands. “Today, mister Gordon celebrates 20 years with the GCPD, sir. It would be appropriate for you to give your congratulations.”

Bruce mumbled. “I’ll send him a letter.” Alfred stiffened and took a harsh tone to Bruce’s response. “Oh, no, no, no young sir. You have moped long enough. It would be very good for you to see a friend in person.”

Shocked at the outburst, Bruce frowned. “I can’t, Alfred. The Joker’s running around somewhere and I can’t predict what he’s about to do.” He slammed one of his hands against the table, nearly dropping the bottle held on the other. “I can’t let him walk free after killing my son.”

Chapters: 1/26 Fandom: Batman - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Catherine Todd & Jason Todd, Catherine Todd/Willis Todd Characters: Jason Todd, Catherine Todd, Willis Todd, Minor Original Characters - Character Additional Tags: Jason Todd-centric, Implied/Referenced Drug Use, Drug Addiction, Overdose, Catherine Todd Tries to Be a Good Parent, Catherine Todd is Ill, Catherine Todd is an Addict, Poverty, Kid Jason Todd, Hurt Jason Todd, Mediocre Parent Willis Todd, Character Death, Hurt No Comfort, English Is Not The Author's First Language, Not Beta Read Summary:

The name's Sumitiper and welcome to my blog.

I'm an amateur writer who mostly writes fanfiction in a language that is not my mother tongue. Also a huge Mother Series fan and Mother 1 fan in particular. Other interests may come and go but Mother 1 is my one constant.

On top of that you'll find posts on my blog about media literacy, media consumption, fanfiction and fandom as well as writing (advice, opinions and showcases).

Lover of pixel art, known to enjoy horror content and cyberpunk fiction.

Still figuring out the whole social media thing. Sorry if I'm bad at it.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Batman - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Tim Drake & Alfred Pennyworth Characters: Tim Drake (DCU), Alfred Pennyworth Additional Tags: Tim Drake-centric (DCU), Young Tim Drake (DCU), Tim Drake is Not Robin (DCU), Tim Drake is Not Red Robin (DCU), Stalker Tim Drake (DCU), Alfred Pennyworth has the patience of a saint, pre-brucequest, Tim Drake Joins the Batfamily Late (DCU), In a way, Mediocre Parents Jack Drake and Janet Drake, Mentioned Bruce Wayne, English Is Not The Author's First Language Summary:

In the elevator. Tim stayed quiet while, no doubt, being evaluated by Alfred. This was the most delicate moment. It would either make or break his case. He only hoped that at least he would be given the time of day and not unceremoniously kicked out of the building.

“Stay here while I fetch a towel.” Alfred said while going further into the apartment.

Tim carefully unraveled the paper. The photos of the fossil stood side by side with the photos of a Batarang.

“Here you go. What was it that you wanted to show me?” Alfred looked at Tim after handing him a towel. “In the newspaper, was it?”

Tim carefully picked up the photos to show them. “Mr. Pennyworth. I need you to understand that I don’t bring this up intending to hurt you, but this discovery has unnerved me to the point of losing sleep.”

A carefully constructed neutral expression stayed on the old man’s face.

Tim gulped. “My parents. They’re archeologists and they brought a particularly odd object back home. They couldn’t identify it, but I did.”