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  1. Public Bookmark 59

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    Bruce calls it monitoring.

    Jason calls it a leash.

    Tim calls it a bad idea approximately twelve minutes before Red Hood finds the first tracker and sends him a photo of it drowned in diner cola.

    Assigned to keep Jason Todd from escalating a weapons-trafficking case into a body count, Tim expects resistance. He expects threats, broken surveillance equipment, encrypted insults, and Jason being exactly as infuriating as every report says he is.

    He does not expect Jason to be careful with scared kids. He does not expect Jason to trust him with dead drops, safehouses, and secrets Bruce does not get to know. He definitely does not expect to end up in Jason’s lap at five in the morning, grinding against him while case files slide off the couch.

    When a corrupt Gotham councilman puts a bounty on Red Hood and targets Tim as his handler, the case turns into a trap built around everything Jason is afraid to want and everything Tim is too tired to hide.

    Jason Todd does not need a leash.

    Tim Drake might need to stop pretending he only follows him for the case.

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    19 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 47

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    Jason Todd comes from a future where Tim died.

    Tim Drake comes from a present where he has been lying to himself for years.

    They have 72 hours, one safehouse, lots and lots of grief, and nowhere near enough restraint.

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    19 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 77

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    He saw no one—and then Robby muttered under his breath, “Sounds to me like you are stressed, brother,” and Jack shot him a look, especially when his friend added, “Maybe you need to borrow my stress ball for a while.”
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    Jack blinked…and then managed to coherently say, “You…you’re on night shift? Since when?”

    Whitaker looked up at him with those wide, bluer-beyond-blue eyes of his and quipped, “As of right now, it looks like. I mean, I got the shift change notification a little over a week ago. They gave me the last six days off to adjust my sleep schedule, and now I’m here…” His voice trailed off a bit as he stood and adjusted his scrubs, which looked to be slightly big on him.

    “…that’s not gonna be a problem, is it? …Dr. Abbot?”

    (aka the fic where Robby lends Jack his favorite intern for the night shift when it becomes obvious that Jack needs some stress relief...but it turns into something that Jack never expected)

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    08 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 35

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    a Sabbatical drabble

    A few weeks into his time off, Robby's friends and co-workers start sending him pics of Dennis Whitaker.

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    06 Jun 2026

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    “There is no way in hell I’m dressing up as a woman,” Merlin huffed, crossing his arms stubbornly as his breath fogged up in the cold air. 

    “Come on, you have to!” Gwaine pleaded, pulling his best puppy eyes.

    “Why? So that Arthur can call me a girl some more?”

    The prince made a face. “First of all, calling you a girl has nothing to do with your feminine figure and everything to do with how you’re an absolute pansy!” Percival laughed, earning a threatening glare from Merlin. “Second of all, you’re not doing this for me, you’re doing this for the good of all of us.” 

    “Hear that, Merlin?” Gwaine piped up. “All of us. This is the future of Camelot we’re talking about! We’re going to catch our deaths out here if you don’t do it!”

    “Gwaine,” Leon sighed, dragging a hand down his face. “Please stop.”

    Merlin grinned “Thank you Leon—"

    “You’re not going to convince him by pressuring him or taunting him.” The red headed knight turned to Merlin, a pleading expression on his face. “We request this of you humbly, Merlin. Please dress up as a woman.” 

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    21 May 2026