Bruce really had no one else to blame but himself for allowing them to go to Vegas. What else was he expecting them to do?

Tim doesn't encourage the public, they do it themselves.

Good morning, Gotham! Do I ever have some juicy gossip to share with you today! You will never believe what the Waynes have been up to now!

Tim sleeps in the attic every Christmas Eve. It doesn't really mean much, it's just habit by now.

He teams up with Red Hood Tuesday nights for patrol, and while it's not quite the date Tim could want it's what he'll take.

Nothing good has ever come from Steph and Dick plotting together. Nothing.

The request for help was coded enough that it was understood exactly how deep Tim and Cassandra were undercover. Dick's still surprised by how far under they are.

Jason had thought that putting Tim in a dress and forcing him into the public would be a good show. He's right. Just not in the way he'd thought.

Tim doesn't expect his time in the hospital to be very eventful.

Tim never was one for sharing his plans with others.

Tim, apparently, really likes peppermint. Much to the detriment of others around him when he gets his hands on some.

Jason's gone and Tim finds that he's the only one who thinks it wasn't on purpose.

Jason tilts his head and stares at the innocuous post it notes on his fridge.

It's not until after he's pulled the whole thing off that Jason realizes what a stupid move it was.

Tim's worked at a different haunted house every year since he was nine. He's seen everything from charities to con fronts in his time and isn't really impressed by it anymore. The Bat Cave is on a whole other level though.

Drabbles inspired by the Texts From Last Night website.

Follows this chapter but isn't actually a text so I don't feel right putting it with that work.

Jason has opinions about both Hamlet and bullying, and is willing to express those opinions with words. Or his fists. Whichever is the best weapon at the time. It's all the same in the end to him.

It's the hazards of having so many omegas in close proximity for so long. They tend to synch up.

It's easy to be brave when you're not alone, and the hardest part of going into school the next day for Cullen is when Harper leaves to go to her own classes.

"Hey, Birdboy, what're you wearing?"

There's a lot of different ways this summary could go, like: Patrick Kane gets more than a gold medal in Sochi. Or, the classic: It's too late to pull out now. Or: Patrick Kane continues to thrive in high pressure situations. Or: Patrick Kane gets knocked up, goes to White Castle, and finds love, not necessarily in that order. But, ultimately, all that really matters is this: Patrick Kane is keeping his baby.

"Thirteen year old Pat Kane has short hair and a shorter temper, stands at five foot nothing and wants you to know about it. He plays hockey like he'll die if he can't, and if you have a problem with him, you have a problem with his whole team. That's the way he's always wanted it."

Missing scenes from the movie. Spoilers!

It's not a gender identity crisis if you've known all along what the problem is. If you've been purposely trying to ignore it since you were old enough to consciously make that choice. But what happens after that, when you finally learn how to let go?

They've sort of been dating. Maybe. A little. And Kanji has something important to say.

Quality time. With Rise.

He has always known who he is; it just took him a while to figure it out. (An AU take on how Tony Stark became Tony Stark.)

It started with a box of women's clothing that the last occupants of their apartment had left behind. Bucky remembered picking up a pair of panties and throwing them at Steve and saying, "Go on, Rogers, these look about your size."

Five Times Jonny Noticed Kaner and One Time Kaner Noticed Her Back “I mean it, Tazer baby. We’re gonna show those boys how it’s done.” And Jonny looked her up and down one more time, before reaching out to tug a few curls into place, flicking her on the nose once for good measure. “We always do,” she said, and her gaze was locked on Kaner’s and Kaner felt like she could take over the entire world.

"Actually, you know, I get it. Rogers would be an excellent MARRY choice. You know that he'd never leave the toilet seat up, would never drink the last of the milk, and would clean the rain gutters without prompting," Darcy says. She's never really considered Steve as anything other than Captain America who is impossibly unapproachable; weirdly enough, the things she finds intimidating about him as a person oddly work for her in a domestic setting. "Ugh, plus you just KNOW Barton would be the type of fucker that would eat the last oreo and then shove the empty box back into the cupboard." "So what's your list then, Darcy?" Jane asks, turning back to look at the mold, which has done exactly fuck all in the last half-hour. "Don't rush me! I need to make an informed, calculated choice." Darcy looks down at her pad, then back up at Natasha. She purses her lips in thought. "You've fucked Barnes, right? How dexterous is that metal hand?" -- The ladies of SHIELD play a mass game of MARRY FUCK KILL, Avengers edition. Wherein everyone marries Steve, kills Tony, Jane betrays science and Darcy hypothetically turns Thor into a llama.

Stiles is wandering the corridors of Stargate Command in search of caffeine and calories when he meets Major Ford.

Ranger Mori and Ranger Ackerman are drift compatible, but outside the Jaeger they rarely exchange words.

Scott said, "Here, catch," and Isaac looked up to see a glass arcing through the air, aimed at his head.

“I don’t know what you’ve heard but I’m really not into bondage on a first date,” Clint sneered. “You could at least buy me dinner or something.” He grinned, baring his teeth like a snarl. The smiley ones didn’t really like it when he was a smart ass, and maybe he could provoke the guy into making a mistake. The suit didn’t react beyond a twitch at the corner of his mouth. He shut the door behind him and approached, setting the stack of files down on the table.

“Won’t you tell me what’s wrong, Gizheurann?” Mom asks when she finds you sobbing beneath the apple tree. The sound of your name only makes you cry harder. You hate it, like you hate everything about yourself, right now. Stiles has always thought he was under a curse. Fortunately or unfortunately, he's not the only one. Originally written for Mating Games challenge #5.

“The mage's spell seems to have changed your sex.” Derek inhales raggedly, then slowly looks down at his chest—at his breasts.

“What are you trying to do?” Lydia asks finally. “Fix Derek,” Stiles says, not bothering to dissemble – Lydia's been lied to enough. “You know, before someone or something else tries to use him.

Kuranosuke keeps a small lifetime in a handful of bottles on his dresser.

"Merida makes a friend."

Five times someone assumed Lydia was straight and one time someone assumed she was gay.

Batman is very happy with the way that Robin has picked up his training, his methods and his habits. Generally. But his protege showing up at the Batcave with two small children, Tim and Jason, clinging to him proves he's adopted one trait Batman would have rather he hadn't. It seems the batfamily has an incurable penchant for picking up strays, and Tim and Jason are only the beginning.

Kon has a crisis. Tim wears pajamas.

"On the bright side," Dick says as he shimmies down the building, "You didn't raise a group of homicidal, raging, vengeful killers and sociopaths so much as you raised a group of emotionally-volatile, obsessive, spiteful vigilantes and paper pushers."

"This is why you didn't tell me, isn't it," John said.

Krypto likes to take care of Kon as much as Kon likes to take care of Krypto. When Kon is hungry, Krypto fetches him food. When Kon is sleepy, Krypto fetches him blankets. And when Kon is horny, Krypto fetches him Tim. Which leaves Kon the not-so-fun job of awkwardly explaining to Red Robin why he's been dragged to Smallville in the middle of the night by a well-meaning superdog.

Tim Drake has lost everything. His father, his best friend, his mentor, and his mantle. He loses himself, until help comes in the form of a woman with a soft spot for Strays.

Sam folded his arms and glared at him. “Okay, you know what, now I’m starting to think you’re not even trying.”

Tim's never regretted his decision to go to Barbara Gordon when Batman began to fall apart after Robin's death. He does reserve the right to complain when strange men in masks begin to use him as an intermediary for Oracle though. Series

Clint and Natasha ruin Christmas.