DCU Fanfic: Always In A Dress
Aug. 8th, 2009 01:11 pmTitle: Always In A Dress
Fandom: DCU
Character(s): Jason, Tim, mentions of Dick, Steph, and Damian
Pairing(s): pre-Jason/Tim
Word Count: 321
Genre: general/humor
Rating: PG/K+
Notes: Oh noes, another
comment_fic binge. Ah well. Prompt: "Author's choice, author's choice, crossdressing." Apparently, Tim has to crossdress for the beginning of these binges? XD Out of all the Robins, Tim ends up in a dress the most now...
Link: comment_fic
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Out of all of the Robins, he was usually the one that ended up in a dress, and that was counting Steph! This made Tim decisively not happy. After getting all the Robins to work together again, which had been a tough task with all the bad blood (and spilled blood), Tim still didn't understand why Steph couldn't just be the girl. Hell, Damian was still small. They could totally crossdress him.
But, no. Dick may have been Robin, but he was Batman now, so he gave the orders (even though they got ignored a good chunk of the time). Dick said Tim was the only one who could pull off the look who had the most experience.
Sadly, Tim couldn't argue that. Steph never went undercover, and trusting Damian with this as his first undercover mission wouldn't work. Tim sighed as he straightened out his wig, smoothed silky black dress, and double checked his make up in the mirror before opening his door to leave, only to run into someone.
Tim glared up; even in heels he was still short in comparison to Jason. “Go away,” Tim growled. They may have mended fences, but Tim held grudges, especially when someone has tried to kill him as many times as Jason as tried.
Jason chuckled, and it was just then Tim noticed the suit Jason was wearing. “No can do, baby bird,” he said with a grin. “Dickie made me your escort for the night since he has to keep training the brat and patrol.”
Tim tried not to grit his teeth. “Fine, let's get this over with,” he snapped as he pushed past Jason, heel clacking angrily as Tim left the building.
With a grin, Jason followed. Tim always looked good when he was angry, and that was doubly so when he was in a dress, apparently. Jason knew it was going to be a fun night.
Fandom: DCU
Character(s): Jason, Tim, mentions of Dick, Steph, and Damian
Pairing(s): pre-Jason/Tim
Word Count: 321
Genre: general/humor
Rating: PG/K+
Notes: Oh noes, another
Link: comment_fic
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Out of all of the Robins, he was usually the one that ended up in a dress, and that was counting Steph! This made Tim decisively not happy. After getting all the Robins to work together again, which had been a tough task with all the bad blood (and spilled blood), Tim still didn't understand why Steph couldn't just be the girl. Hell, Damian was still small. They could totally crossdress him.
But, no. Dick may have been Robin, but he was Batman now, so he gave the orders (even though they got ignored a good chunk of the time). Dick said Tim was the only one who could pull off the look who had the most experience.
Sadly, Tim couldn't argue that. Steph never went undercover, and trusting Damian with this as his first undercover mission wouldn't work. Tim sighed as he straightened out his wig, smoothed silky black dress, and double checked his make up in the mirror before opening his door to leave, only to run into someone.
Tim glared up; even in heels he was still short in comparison to Jason. “Go away,” Tim growled. They may have mended fences, but Tim held grudges, especially when someone has tried to kill him as many times as Jason as tried.
Jason chuckled, and it was just then Tim noticed the suit Jason was wearing. “No can do, baby bird,” he said with a grin. “Dickie made me your escort for the night since he has to keep training the brat and patrol.”
Tim tried not to grit his teeth. “Fine, let's get this over with,” he snapped as he pushed past Jason, heel clacking angrily as Tim left the building.
With a grin, Jason followed. Tim always looked good when he was angry, and that was doubly so when he was in a dress, apparently. Jason knew it was going to be a fun night.
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Date: 2009-08-08 05:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-08-08 05:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-08-08 06:32 pm (UTC)*miss too lazy too log out of RP journal*
Date: 2009-08-08 06:36 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2009-08-08 06:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-08-10 10:27 am (UTC)(And I have the same problem with plot bunnies and Muses. Is thier a training school for them out there, so that they work for us not the other way around?)
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Date: 2009-08-13 05:04 am (UTC)(God, I wish I could train the bunnies and muses. They own me hard.)
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Date: 2009-08-20 12:26 am (UTC)Oh, Timmy, deal with it! XD wonderful :D
*late reply is late*
Date: 2009-10-03 09:49 pm (UTC)