For those who, like me, when they like a character they need to read every single comic the character appears in, I have compiled a list of all of Tim Drake’s appearances from his debut up to the 2011 Flashpoint reboot (not including New 52 continuity).
“It’s a FAT ZERO. HELLO!! A little LATE ADDITION to the numerical symbol chart brought to us from our friends in Arabia, a little bit of trivia that I happen to know about the history of numbers. That kind of little tidbit would serve me well in most trivia games, unless it had been RIGGED FROM THE BEGINNING!”
[ID: Image one is a Spotify playlist titled “i’ve only just begun to pull the thread on this sweater”. Its cover image shows Brennan Lee Mulligan on Game Changer saying “I know what’s going on here.” The following images are all the songs on the playlist. Together, they spell out his whole monologue for the “Brennan Cannot Win” game, as follows (with added punctuation):
“Friends, you would think in a game where there are only two possible correct choices, that one would stumble into the right answer every so often, wouldn’t you? In fact, the probability of never guessing right in the full game is a statistical wonder, and yet, here we are. Introduced at the top of the game as a champion, what do you think that means? Icarus, flying too close to the sun. But it seems Daedalus, our little master crafter over here, had some wax wings of his own, didn’t he? Wanted to see his son fall. Fall from the sky. Oh, how close to the sun he flew! Well I’m not having it. I solved your labyrinth, puzzle master! The minotaur‘s escaped and you’re gonna get the horns, buddy! I cannot win!” End ID]
[Caption transcript: “It’s a fat zero. Hello!! A little late addition to the numerical symbol chart brought to us from our friends in Arabia, a little bit of trivia that I happen to know about the history of numbers. That kind of little tidbit would serve me well in most trivia games, unless it had been rigged from the beginning!” End transcript]
oh. my god I was just writing a fic and I was about to say “he grimaced as if he’d bitten into a lemon” when it occurred to me, hang on, are there lemons in Star Wars? Or are they called something else? Despite the fact that it literally does not matter sksjs I went to google it and I typed in “Star Wars lemons” FORGETTING, in my brief naivety WHAT LEMONS USED TO MEAN
Dp x Dc AU: Not exactly a meet cute between Jazz and Jason.
Jason’s had a long night of beating the shit out of a gang that dared to sell in his territory, the last thing he needs is the Bats on his tail. He can always sense them when he leaves Crime Alley- they watch for him. Waiting for him to fail. It pisses him off.
So Jason shakes his tail, he’s pretty sure it’s the demon brat, parks his bike, removes his helm and heads into the loudest bar he can find, ditching his mask along the way. There are no camera’s and there was no one watching, so Jason just looks like any other angry frat guy at the bar. Well, he supposes that the Leather jacket might be a stand out.
He grabs a drink, and looks at the time. Jason just needs to wait out the chance that a baby bird saw his bike and hope that curfew kicks in before this has to be a ‘conversation’. Besides, the music is good and despite all the people, the crowd is pretty behaved.
“Hi! I’m so glad you’re here!” A woman approaches, he can tell she’s had a few drinks from her walk but her eyes scream sobriety and fear. She’s tall in her flats, her hair looks disheveled (from dancing maybe) and her outfit screams 'this is the one fun black top I own’. She’s beautiful and her approaching him might’ve been a wet teenage dream if his suspicions weren’t immediately raised.
“I certainly am here.” Jason replies, a smirk set into his features easily and as he straightens out his back he can see the three men watching the back of her head like predators. They’re wearing super lame white hoodies and coats, like they’re organized somehow.
“That’s why you’re my hero! Always ready to grab me at a moment’s notice! Any chance you’ll be good to leave after you finish that drink?” Her eyes are pleading but she keeps the same happy smile and joyful tone the whole time.
“Nah, no worries about the drink. It was cheap and I was just getting bored with it anyway. ” Jason explains, setting his glass down on the counter. He’s mentally photographed the three creeps, “Did any of your friends also need a ride home?”
“Nope! They all got in an uber… without me. So they’ll be just fine!” She explains and there is an anger in her eyes that clearly meant she was telling the truth. Her hands are straightening out his jacket collar, making it look like they’re more comfortable with each other than just strangers. She lays her hands flat on his chest once her task is completed and Jason feels his throat go dry.
“I’m always telling you to find better friends. Now c'mon, I parked out back.” he wraps an arm around her waist, though its not tight, and peers over his shoulder. These guys weren’t going to leave without a fight it seems, Dumb, Dumbie and Dumber are all watching her with evil in their eyes.
The two of them walk out and before she can even say thank you, the door swings back open and she’s sucker punched one of the assholes and Jason’s pulled his gun out for the other two.
“You gents are gunna go home, or you’re gonna end up in the dirt. Pick.” Jason growls. Not taking him seriously at first, he shoots one dudes foot and the last one standing looks like he might pass out. He picks up his fallen comrades and backs away into the bar.
“For ancients sake those dudes were trying to traffic the hell out of me.” She sighs, and Jason holsters his gun.
“Yeah no shit. You okay?” Jason inquires.
“I will be. I’m Jazz, thanks for saving me Hood.”
“I’m no-”
“You’re literally leaning comfortably on Red Hoods motorcycle that still has his helmet perched on it. No one would do that unless they were suicidal or him.” She challenges, but then a look changes in her eyes and she almost looks nervous “But still, do you uhm, wanna get out of here?”
He blinks. She was trying to pick him up? AFTER finding out he was a crime lord??
The answer is that yes, Hell Yes, Jason does want to get out of here. None of the Bats will bother him while he has a civilian, not at the diner he takes her too and certainly not while he’s taking her back to one of his safe houses.
Jason had expected one of his siblings to show up in the morning and cause a ruckus. He hadn’t planned for a dude to let himself into his kitchen screaming about government agencies tracking Jazz down that wasn’t related. Turns out it’s her brother and he’s floating and no he’s not going to explain why he’s there or how he found them.
Jazz has a lot to explain to the both of them and it starts with “So I can admit that I have a thing for motorcycle guys-”
