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    Sequel to I'm Only Worth Losing Now detailing how Tim decides whether to stay with Team Phantom, or return to his home dimension.

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    My entries for the "Tim Drake is Robin Week 2025" Event. The link is here if you want to participate! Late entries are encouraged. [https://www.tumblr.com/timdrakeisrobinweek?source=share]

    Dec 1: Destiny -> Batman Needs Robin | Symbols | Gotham
    Dec 2: "[Blank] and Robin" | friends | teamwork
    Dec 3: "The hell I can't!" | defiance | perseverance
    Dec 4: "I hate lying to him" | keeping secrets | truth reveal
    Dec 5: "Made me feel wanted" | family | little brother
    Dec 6: "I couldn't save them" | fear | grief
    Dec 7: "Someone has to shine a light on all of these shadows" | hope | purpose

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    in which I scream about the real Dick Grayson vs the weird cardboard cutout that took his place in 2009…in which I scream about Tim and Damian being autistic freaks that could have been So Much…in which I scream about Tim’s fucked up little “Batman Needs A Robin” thing…

    …in which I scream about all the things Damian Needed More…Than Robin.

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    where I scream

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    Tim Drake had always been haunted—by Gotham’s endless cries, by the ghosts of his past, by his hunger from a love that he could not find anywhere. He was a ghost in his own family. A hungry spirit, yearning for something he couldn’t have.
    Until he couldn’t deal with it anymore.
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    Tim Drake's journey to find a home and his accidental K-Pop Career

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    Damian, Bruce, ch 3

    “I didn’t think you would care, father. You didn’t seem to care for him for a long time now.” For someone who used to say that he didn’t like his brother, Damian looked upset. “If you did care, you would have noticed that he hasn't even lived here since last year.”

    Bruce looked stunned as Damian got up from the table. Before leaving, he had one last thing to say.

    “Would you even notice if I was gone too?”

    Dick, Tim, ch 12

    “I—” Dick hesitated, rubbing a hand over his face. “I don’t know when this rift started. But I know I was the one who let it happen.” He swallowed hard. “At first, I didn’t even realize. I was too caught up in the mess after B—yeah.” His voice faltered, but he pushed through. “You’re always so good at making people believe you’re okay that I relied on it. Lied to myself that I didn’t need to worry, because you always seemed like you could handle anything.”

    Tae-min didn’t respond. He couldn’t.

    “But you weren’t okay,” Dick continued, his voice raw. “You were never okay. You didn’t have a choice.” He sighed, raking a hand through his hair. “You were just a kid—still are. And we put so much on you. We saw you as the one who could do no wrong, the one who helped everyone. And when you did something we didn’t expect… we punished you for it, like your parents did.” His voice cracked, but he kept going. “As if it wasn’t our fault. As if we hadn’t set you up to fail.”

    Tae-min clenched his fists.

    “We let you fend for yourself because it was easier to believe your lies than face the truth,” Dick whispered. “Easier to tell ourselves you just needed space, that you were fine. But you were right. We didn’t see you.”

    “I—” Tae-min’s voice wavered.

    “I left you first.” Dick’s voice was barely audible now. “You’re right. I left you. And I—” His breath hitched. “I don’t know how to fix that.”

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    “I was so angry,” Tae-min finally said, voice quiet but unwavering. “At you. At them. At myself. I felt like I didn’t matter anymore, if I ever did. Like I could disappear, and no one would care.”

    Dick flinched but didn’t look away. “That’s not true.”

    “But that’s how it felt,” Tae-min said simply. “And then Ra’s happened. And I waited for anyone to help, but– no one came.”

    Dick swallowed thickly. “I—I don’t know how to make up for that.”

    Tae-min let out a slow, tired sigh. “I don’t know if I can forgive you. But I’m tired of being angry.”

    Dick nodded slowly, his expression raw. “Maybe we can just… be here. For each other. I will prove to you that I can earn your love back.”

    Tae-min studied him for a long moment. Then, he remembered something Mrs. Lee had once told him.

    “That’s not how love works, Dick,” he said softly. “Love is given freely.”

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    “Right. I… I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately. About everything. And…” Jason breathes out, like the words are physically painful for him to say, “I feel really guilty about, um, how I’ve treated you–”

    “You mean about how you slit my throat? Or the way you act towards me in general?” Tim clarifies, tilting his head a little.

    “All of it. I, I wanted to ask if you could maybe forgive me for it. I feel really bad about it, Tim.”

    Tim can’t help it. He laughs, loud and cruel. “You feel bad about it, huh?”

    Jason looks at him warily and nods, slow and careful.

    “You feel bad. Wow. How the fuck do you think I feel about it, Jason?”

     

    Or: basically Tim crashing out at the batfam, with varying results.

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    Damian, Cass, ch 3

    “It was something he said to Richard. Drake said that when he was injured, he did not call for help because he did not think anyone would come. And when Richard brought up the time he caught him falling from that window, Drake said he never expected Richard would catch him.”

    Damian takes a breath and continues, “When I came here, and when I tried to kill Drake,” he suppresses a wince, “I thought he was the favourite. I thought he was my competition, that I would have to be better than him to be accepted. That I would have to kill him to show my value as an asset and because he was in the way of me being Robin. But when he said he thought nobody would help him, that made me realise I was wrong. Even in the League, we could trust that if we were injured, someone would come for us, because we were all assets. It would be a waste of our skill to let one of our own die when they could be saved. To hear Drake say that he did not think anyone would save him was a shock. He did not even trust that a family member would save him because of the value of his expertise, let alone save him because of his value as a person.”

    He finally drags his eyes back to Cassandra, “At first I was simply confused about how he could think that. Then I considered the way I have acted towards him. The murder attempts, the insults… I think I was too harsh on him. And I think the others should have corrected me and made sure Drake felt wanted. I think he has gotten too used to working alone over the time he spent searching for Father, and I want to change that. I would like to work with him more often. He has beaten Grandfather in wits and combat, and I think there is a lot I could learn from him.”

    Cassandra breaks into a grin and surges forward to hug him. “Good little brother,” she murmurs, ruffling his hair.

    Damian yells in outrage and attempts to bat her hand away, but it is more for his pride than anything else. He refuses to admit that he melts a little into her touch and the corners of his lips twitch upwards.

    Once Cassandra’s attack is over and she has returned to her own chair, the conversation turns serious again. “But how do I fix it? I tried to kill him more than once and I have only insulted him since our first meeting. How do I make it better?”
    “Apologise. He may not forgive you, but he may be able to move forward.”

    Damian’s brow furrows, “But if Drake does not forgive me, then what is the point? How could he still move past it all?”

    “Forgiveness is not necessary. He can remember how you hurt him, and still leave you room to grow and learn from your mistakes. Growth is the point, not forgiveness.”

    Damian’s mind clears. The snake in his stomach stills. “Thank you, Cassandra. This has been very helpful.”

    She smiles at him, and leaves the room.

    Something about what Cassandra said clicks in his brain, like it was the missing piece he needed. Damian cannot make Drake—no, Timothy—forgive him, but he can be better. He cannot control anything outside of his own growth.

    So he will grow.