✨HEY YOU BEAUTIFUL LITTLE BOOK GREMLINS✨
(yes, I’m talking to you, don’t look behind you, I see you scrolling )
So. Um. Quick question. A tiny question. A little baby question.
Would anyone… hypothetically… possibly… be interested in reading a Jason Todd x Tim Drake fic if I, your local unhinged raccoon , decided to write one?
Like. I’m talking full chaos, angst, sexual tension you could cut with a Batarang, soft tender moments of “I hate you but I’d die for you,” Jason being a stubborn, angry feral cat of a man, and Tim being a sarcastic emotionally constipated gremlin with too many brain cells and absolutely no self-preservation.
Because listen. LISTEN. I have a problem.
A Jason Todd problem.
Like. I know way too much about this man.
Like “if you quiz me on every panel he’s ever been in I will pass with flying colours while crying” levels of obsession.
Like I know the exact pitch his voice would be if he whispered “I’m not good for you, Drake” after bleeding out in Tim’s bathroom at 2am.
Do I have other books to update? YES.
Do I have stitches in my face right now because I made a spontaneous life decision? ALSO YES.
Do I chug coffee like it’s holy water and pretend I have a consistent upload schedule? YES MA’AM.
BUT WOULD I DROP EVERYTHING FOR REDHOOD BOYFRIENDS???
ABSOLUTELY.
So pls comment below:
Would you read a JayTim fic written by me?
Would you trust me to serve you emotional trauma, spicy bits, and plot so twisted it ties your brain in a knot?
Let me know.
Your sleep-deprived raccoon,
☕✨