The Replacement, Jason realizes with more than a little dread, is hot.

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.

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

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.

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

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.

Surprisingly enough, Ivy didn't like getting fruit baskets as thank yous. Jason'd have to find something else to send her.

Gotham doesn't know what to be more shocked by. The revelation that four masked vigilantes are in custody in Arkham, or their real names going into public record with the mugshots.

There's something different about the weight of these eyes. Something that makes Jason sit up and take notice.

Sometimes, announcing something can be done without any words being spoken.

Tim's got a lot of revenge to plan for this.

Tim knows his taste in music is a little eclectic.

Gotham can be finicky about some things.

Jason's not sure why he's the only one who can see the kid in the worn hoodie holding a camera.

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.

Flowers have meaning and, sometimes, not knowing them can be beneficial.

"It's awkward and confusing all over, because he's not sure he should find something attractive in the way the soft light of the tavern softens Krem's cheeks. That a few dark drops of wine on his lower lip should be worth of study, or that Cullen can perfectly recall the crooked angle of his smirk when the Chargers are away. "

He's not sure why people think him above desire. Cullen's a man and as weak to it as any other man in the world. He's just much worse at expressing it than others.

There's nothing wrong with a little online flirting. Cullen hardly ever expects it to go anywhere even if he really does like the man he's been chatting with for over a month.

"You make me feel like I'm not good enough."