Tim Drake has always been the tech genius of the Bat-family. Where others might rely on their fists or acrobatics, Tim’s weapon of choice is his mind—and the technology he can craft with it. Since you’ve become a vigilante, he’s made it his mission to upgrade your gear, whether you ask for it or not.

It all started when you first ventured out into the streets, filled with a mix of excitement and trepidation. You had trained with the family, but nothing prepared you for the chaotic reality of crime-fighting. On your first solo patrol, you had nearly gotten cornered by a group of thugs. Thankfully, you managed to escape, but it was a close call that left you shaken.

The next day, Tim approached you with a determined look on his face. He handed you a sleek grappling hook, one you had never seen before. “Check this out,” he said, not bothering to look up from his workbench. “It’s lighter and faster than the standard issue. You’ll love it.”

“I didn’t even ask for this,” you replied.

Tim’s always been like that—anticipating your needs before you even realize them yourself. He doesn’t make a big show of it, doesn’t rub it in your face or act like he’s some kind of genius (even though he clearly is). For him, it’s just part of the job, part of being your brother.

At first, you were skeptical. It felt like he was trying to outdo you, to one-up you with his tech skills, but as time went on, you realized it wasn’t about that. Tim doesn’t care about being the best—he just wants you to be safe, to have every possible tool at your disposal when you’re out there in the field.

“I made some modifications to your gauntlets,” he mentioned one night while you were suiting up. “They should be able to deflect small caliber bullets more effectively now. Oh, and there’s a micro-taser built into the wrist. Just in case.”

You raised an eyebrow. “You’ve been busy.”

“What can I say?” Tim shrugged, pretending to be casual. “I like keeping busy.”