Jackdrake Stories

Tim just wants to get through high school without wanting completely loose it every second. Sadly yeah the world's not a fan of that. Tim's parents are back in town so he's stuck back at this horror show of tears, pain, mask. Only three weeks. Warning - self harm, brief thoughts of suicidal, abuse, cursing I do not own Batman or cover

"Not even bothered to take the rope off, Tim pushed himself off the queen-sized bed, his hands finding home on Talon's neck. The laughter continued, like a soundtrack for how hilarious the whole ordeal was. Timothy Jackson Drake, brawling with the Talon of Gotham and winning." [Whumptober 2021: Day Two]

The cold will chip at your skin and bones and mind until you are nothing but the cracked shell of a young boy who had a performance at a circus dedicated to him. - This is a vent fic. It is written with the express purpose of coping with & expressing my own feelings, thoughts, and experience through the outside lense of a fictional character. There are mentions of derealization and disassociating. There are mentions of severe neglect, some hints and implications of abuse. Vauge mentions of suicidal thoughts or self harm may be present or picked up by some readers. Read with caution and care. This is not the story to read when you find yourself in certain headspaces.