Shippy Tumblr Ficlets
So, here we go: collection of fics inspired by Tumblr prompts. Have fun, guys.
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Title: Become the Mask
Rating: PG
Word Count: 156
Prompt: Tim/Lynx. Hostile takeover of the League of Assassins.
She looks at him expectantly, approaching him like the feline she was named for-graceful, lithe, and half likely to rip him to shreds as they stand over the ruin of what was once the greatest conglomerate of killers in either hemisphere… the now-slaughtered bane of his existence.
Tim inhales and shudders, recalling all the pieces of his life they have cut away one by one: his company, his colleagues, his friends, Tam, Bruce, Dick… even his morals.
One blink, and Lynx is in front of him, attempting to draw him back into her orbit-licking at the blood on his hands in a way that would look crude on anyone else-as she allows a question to appear in her eyes… the first sign of uncertainty she’s shown since they’ve met, and with a small dip of his neck, Tim leans into a bruising kiss that never stops… not until the last sliver of innocence is scratched away.
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Title: Effective Resolutions
Rating: PG
Word Count: 191
Prompt: Tim/Tam. Bad grades and a kiss.
When they made up a month ago, Tam promised to never take out her anger over her father’s faked death on Tim every again; by the same token, he swore to complete honesty with her on anything actually relevant to her life.
Meaning, unfortunately, that if she became incredibly ill-tempered over something else, she owed him an explanation so he wouldn’t think it was an old grudge resurfacing… even if the explanation was something as mundane and non-ninja, non-assassin, and non-psycho-related as a terrible grade on the ten-page National Linguistics and Culture paper that she’d been slaving over all week.
But when the truth finally came out, and she hung her head in shame, Tim gently touched her shoulder and raised her eyes to his, with an expression that could only be the sympathy of a fellow over-achiever understanding the frustration of failing to overachieve… and ten seconds later, when their breaths were mingling and his tongue tentatively flicked against her lip, she finally ceased to care, and they left the paper behind, along with all the anger, all the guilt, and the acknowledgment that her NLC professor was an idiot.
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Title: Audible Preferences
Rating: G
Word Count: 253
Prompt: Tim/Cassie. One likes Lady Gaga. Another likes Breaking Benjamin.
Once she puts her mind to it, Cassie figures out quickly enough that Tim isn’t tight-lipped about his music preferences because he’s trying to be mysterious, it just never occurs to him that the topic of music-one of those mundane things he’ll chatter about endlessly to his civilian friends in a thorough attempt to appear the epitome of normal-is something that his real loved ones might be curious about too.
But as Tim flips the radio dial from “Bad Romance” to “Diary of Jane”, Cassie can’t help but feel the need to just act (poke, jar, play), and as she reaches over and flips the dial back, she mock-serenades him, declaring her desire for his love and revenge; it’s not shocking that Tim would prefer music as moody as he is-as Gotham is-but Cassie swears she once heard “Only Time” blaring from his room in the tower, and she can’t help but wonder if his silence on the matter comes from not knowing what will garner teasing and what won’t.
As he reaches once more for the tower’s pool-side radio, he also grabs her wrist, flipping her into the deep end, and she grabs back mid-flip and drags him down with her into chlorine-scented water; silence reigns there, and Cassie can only hear the light pressure of the air pocket as she watches Tim try not to laugh as he holds his breath… and she can’t help but notice now that the smile looks good at him, more satisfying than the catchiest tune.
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Title: Kiss Da Tamaranian
Rating: G
Word Count: 136
Prompt: Dick/Kory as a classic Disney film.
The lights were low-galactic nebula-filled starlight tended to be low-and all of the strange but friendly six-eyed and eight-legged creatures seemed to keep their chatter down to a musical sort of hum as Dick stared at Princess Kory from across the Tamaranian two-person aquatic transportation vehicle.
She looked at him with those endlessly beautiful green eyes, and her entire body seemed alight with anticipation as she smiled at him.
He leaned forward for the long-awaited union of their lips when an Ogdarian pirate skiff blasted them out of the water, forcing him to flip himself upright in mid-air; Kory caught him and held him close, and though he was disappointed at not getting his kiss, he had to shrug and grin because fighting space-knaves while leaping from her strong arms was probably the next best thing.
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Title: Become the Mask
Rating: PG
Word Count: 156
Prompt: Tim/Lynx. Hostile takeover of the League of Assassins.
She looks at him expectantly, approaching him like the feline she was named for-graceful, lithe, and half likely to rip him to shreds as they stand over the ruin of what was once the greatest conglomerate of killers in either hemisphere… the now-slaughtered bane of his existence.
Tim inhales and shudders, recalling all the pieces of his life they have cut away one by one: his company, his colleagues, his friends, Tam, Bruce, Dick… even his morals.
One blink, and Lynx is in front of him, attempting to draw him back into her orbit-licking at the blood on his hands in a way that would look crude on anyone else-as she allows a question to appear in her eyes… the first sign of uncertainty she’s shown since they’ve met, and with a small dip of his neck, Tim leans into a bruising kiss that never stops… not until the last sliver of innocence is scratched away.
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Title: Effective Resolutions
Rating: PG
Word Count: 191
Prompt: Tim/Tam. Bad grades and a kiss.
When they made up a month ago, Tam promised to never take out her anger over her father’s faked death on Tim every again; by the same token, he swore to complete honesty with her on anything actually relevant to her life.
Meaning, unfortunately, that if she became incredibly ill-tempered over something else, she owed him an explanation so he wouldn’t think it was an old grudge resurfacing… even if the explanation was something as mundane and non-ninja, non-assassin, and non-psycho-related as a terrible grade on the ten-page National Linguistics and Culture paper that she’d been slaving over all week.
But when the truth finally came out, and she hung her head in shame, Tim gently touched her shoulder and raised her eyes to his, with an expression that could only be the sympathy of a fellow over-achiever understanding the frustration of failing to overachieve… and ten seconds later, when their breaths were mingling and his tongue tentatively flicked against her lip, she finally ceased to care, and they left the paper behind, along with all the anger, all the guilt, and the acknowledgment that her NLC professor was an idiot.
❀
Title: Audible Preferences
Rating: G
Word Count: 253
Prompt: Tim/Cassie. One likes Lady Gaga. Another likes Breaking Benjamin.
Once she puts her mind to it, Cassie figures out quickly enough that Tim isn’t tight-lipped about his music preferences because he’s trying to be mysterious, it just never occurs to him that the topic of music-one of those mundane things he’ll chatter about endlessly to his civilian friends in a thorough attempt to appear the epitome of normal-is something that his real loved ones might be curious about too.
But as Tim flips the radio dial from “Bad Romance” to “Diary of Jane”, Cassie can’t help but feel the need to just act (poke, jar, play), and as she reaches over and flips the dial back, she mock-serenades him, declaring her desire for his love and revenge; it’s not shocking that Tim would prefer music as moody as he is-as Gotham is-but Cassie swears she once heard “Only Time” blaring from his room in the tower, and she can’t help but wonder if his silence on the matter comes from not knowing what will garner teasing and what won’t.
As he reaches once more for the tower’s pool-side radio, he also grabs her wrist, flipping her into the deep end, and she grabs back mid-flip and drags him down with her into chlorine-scented water; silence reigns there, and Cassie can only hear the light pressure of the air pocket as she watches Tim try not to laugh as he holds his breath… and she can’t help but notice now that the smile looks good at him, more satisfying than the catchiest tune.
❀
Title: Kiss Da Tamaranian
Rating: G
Word Count: 136
Prompt: Dick/Kory as a classic Disney film.
The lights were low-galactic nebula-filled starlight tended to be low-and all of the strange but friendly six-eyed and eight-legged creatures seemed to keep their chatter down to a musical sort of hum as Dick stared at Princess Kory from across the Tamaranian two-person aquatic transportation vehicle.
She looked at him with those endlessly beautiful green eyes, and her entire body seemed alight with anticipation as she smiled at him.
He leaned forward for the long-awaited union of their lips when an Ogdarian pirate skiff blasted them out of the water, forcing him to flip himself upright in mid-air; Kory caught him and held him close, and though he was disappointed at not getting his kiss, he had to shrug and grin because fighting space-knaves while leaping from her strong arms was probably the next best thing.
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