"You haven’t been traumatized until you’ve been hit on by a male doctor while stealing records dressed as a female intern." "I thought I was the only one bothered." "everyone who made me uncomfortable before I turned 18."
you want me to start wording all the shit that's ever bothered me like it's a joke and see how long it takes before you start getting pissed about it?
you know, i can't really relate to the whole getting hit on by a male doctor thinking i was an intern bit given i'm pretty sure i spent most of being sixteen on the streets of gotham right under bruce's nose without anyone fucking finding me or you know getting thrown into a lazarus pit, macked on by talia al ghul, then thrown into the goddamn ocean really depends on the timing, fuck if i can remember must be the brain damage
guess you could technically count bruce dropping me off at a boys home meant to use kids as cannon fodder as a fun undercover mission i ever mention the salt guns?
But I’ll never get the lid back on if I take it off. And I don’t know how to talk about singular instances because they've congealed and I’m not dragging other people down with me.
Internalizing isn’t downplaying. I’m doing the best that I can with an entire carnival of issues that I don’t have answers or armor for. You can’t fix that. I can’t fix that. They’re going to happen again, and the only consolation is that I won’t remember now.
( he's not saying tim has a point because jason'd argue he--doesn't. turning shit into jokes is a crappy coping method, even if it's one jason utilizes often. he never said he had good ones, he's just. you know. discouraging tim from having equally shitty ones.
Please don’t break into the Belfry. We already had an unexpected friendly infiltration and I think Dick will fire me as tech guy if someone else busts in.
( sucks to be tim, because jason is pulling out zero weapons. he does pull out the training mat and puts it in the middle of the living area he generally reserves for throwing people around. sign enough he does intend to spar even without all the pokey sticks and shiny sharp objects, even if jason - doesn't really.
it's a trap but only half of one, because it's not like jason's really planning on fucking tim over anyway. instead, he's leaning up against the wall, water bottle in hand, and waits for tim to show up. )
[ Precisely at 20 minutes, Tim enters through the front door with a duffel bag. The time was mostly to get himself together, but he had to fill the extra time. So he packed - his bo, a baseball bat he keeps under his bed at the Belfry, throwing darts - and changed into what passes for workout gear on the street.
He expected to see an entire rack of knives. Faced with only a mat, Tim’s hand tightens on the strap of the duffel and forces a bemused expression that gets nowhere near his eyes. ]
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"I thought I was the only one bothered."
"everyone who made me uncomfortable before I turned 18."
you want me to start wording all the shit that's ever bothered me like it's a joke and see how long it takes before you start getting pissed about it?
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If you want to help, give Tim the talk with a double helping of consent and agency. That accomplishes something, maybe.
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and redirecting me elsewhere because it's fine when it's you, but it's apparently not fine when it's you but several years younger
i may not be tim drake, boy genius, but i'm not a fucking idiot
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I’m staying at the Belfry for awhile. But you knew that.
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given i'm pretty sure i spent most of being sixteen on the streets of gotham right under bruce's nose without anyone fucking finding me
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getting thrown into a lazarus pit, macked on by talia al ghul, then thrown into the goddamn ocean
really depends on the timing, fuck if i can remember
must be the brain damage
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probably helps that i only had a couple years as opposed to your, what, twice over that?
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i ever mention the salt guns?
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but you don't get to downplay your own bullshit if i don't get to downplay mine
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( he's not saying tim has a point because jason'd argue he--doesn't. turning shit into jokes is a crappy coping method, even if it's one jason utilizes often. he never said he had good ones, he's just. you know. discouraging tim from having equally shitty ones.
violence is clearly better. )
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Yeah.
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I’ll come there.
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it's a trap but only half of one, because it's not like jason's really planning on fucking tim over anyway. instead, he's leaning up against the wall, water bottle in hand, and waits for tim to show up. )
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He expected to see an entire rack of knives. Faced with only a mat, Tim’s hand tightens on the strap of the duffel and forces a bemused expression that gets nowhere near his eyes. ]
Is this where you tell me that you’re the weapon?
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