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#Tim Drake Is So Done
undertheredhood · 6 months
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au in which the real reason why tim drake is still seventeen years old is because he was turned into a vampire and he’s really bad at hiding it.
surprisingly, his family who are the supposed ‘greatest detectives’ have not caught on yet even though tim has slipped up in front of them many times.
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luckyfox3000 · 7 months
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DC X DP PROMT #9
Hello my fellow wonderful readers! I present to you a new promt!
Tim knew somthing strange was happening in Gotham.
He didn't know how, but he knew. He felt it. Slowly, ever so slowly, the city was changing.
Ever since he was a child, something about Gotham just resonated with him. It felt right to protect it. Like it was his duty.
Sometimes, and it was kind if silly, but, sometimes, it felt like Gotham would speak to him.
A whisper in the wind when he was a child, sliding down a roof pipe, following batman and robin across rooftops, and, as he grew older, voices in his head that weren't his own.
So.
Tim knew somthing strange in Gotham was going on. The voice had become quieter. Nearly faded into the background.
He has no one to understand, no one he could tell without them thinking him crazy.
I mean, remember what happened last time???
Batman, robin, the league of assassins, losing everything.
So yeah.
Tim was gonna have to do this on his own.
Feel free to add on or use!
Ps. I am so sorry for the late post! Classes have started so I'm kinda busy. But! I bring to you this new promt! Also reminder, for anyone who uses my prompts, please tag me, I would LOVE to read them!
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principledstarfish · 5 months
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Tim Drake: When I'm stressed, I like to think of all the things in my life that are biodegradable. Uh, me, for example. I break down very easily
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lulurhythm · 5 months
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Shhhhhhh. He’s THINKING.
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ressaart · 3 months
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streets of gotham
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archeronlochan · 11 months
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poor Jason for knowing exactly what Tim and Dick are capable of and absolutely no one believing him when he tries to point it out
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“Tim has literally blown up the League, he REGULARLY LIES TO BATMAN”
“Jason, please. Tim would never”
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“Jay we just don’t understand why you think Dick is ‘a menace to society’…”
“Have you met him?!!!”
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The only person who would have any idea is Babs and I firmly believe she elects to ignore it or, even more likely, finds immense joy in watching this play out
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Had this Headcannon that when Multi-Lingual Dick and Jason get drunk they start singing Ballads in Spanish. Yeah some classical shit like Vicente Fernandez but also the most wild Selena you've ever heard.
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My take on stalker!Tim:
Robin!Jason gets distracted during a patrol and doesn’t meet up with Batman, who panics is mildly concerned. Jason doesn’t want to reveal the real reason he got distracted (could be something he was working on for Bruce or just him being a cute baby nerd) so he makes something up the spot. A kid! He saw a kid. It was definitely child shaped. And. Uh. Photography! That’s right, he saw a kid taking photos and made sure he got home safe.
Batman: Photography?
Robin!Jason: Yeah, uh, nighttime photography.
Batman: At midnight?
Robin: I mean, it’s not a school night.
Batman: What were they taking pictures of?
Robin, panicking and going to the first thing he can think of ch just so happens to be last Sunday when Dick called Bruce an emotionally repressed furry: Uh, wildlife?
Bruce is skeptical but honestly he’s seen weirder things even tonight so as long as the kid got home safe…
Jason proceeds to use this same excuse a few more times.
Batman: Don’t tell me, it was the kid again.
Robin!Jason: You just missed him.
Batman, who isn’t feeling strong parental feelings at all: Hrn.
Okay so then fast forward a few years. Jason is on his little murder training gap year and Tim has shown up to the manor trying to fix the disaster that is currently Bruce Batman Wayne. Dick, trying to bond with the kid now that it’s apparent he’s not going anywhere, asks what Tim’s interests are.
Tim: Well, I like photography, and…
Dick, putting two and two together and getting forty-seven: Ohmygosh you’re the kid.
Tim: The what now?
Dick: The kid with the wildlife photography.
Tim, thinking about that one competition he entered a year ago: Uh, I guess?
Dick thinks that’s how Tim figured out all their identities. He thinks he has it all figured out. He does not. Bruce now thinks he has it figured out too. He does not. Tim is unaware there was something to be figured out. Jason is off learning the finer points of poisoning or something idk.
So skip forward some more and Jason is back, minus some murder attempts or whatever because this is crack, and Dick is now trying to get his two brothers comfortable with each other. It is not working. Finally, Dick remembers they’ve definitely met before.
Dick: So, do you remember meeting Tim before?
Jason, whose memory resembles Swiss cheese but is fairly certain he never met Tim before now: Uh…
Dick: He’s the kid! The one with the wildlife photography!
Jason, suddenly remembering the excuse he used several times as Robin: The what now?
Tim, knowing full well that Jason was very dead at the time he submitted anything in a wildlife category: The what now?
Jason pulls Tim into a hall closet to interrogate him about this.
Tim: There’s like five rooms right here that no one has stepped in in a month. Why are we in a closet?
Jason: What, exactly, did Dick mean by you were the one with the wildlife photography, because I’m pretty sure that was just an excuse I made up but now I don’t know.
They figure it out. They also agree to just let that belief be. Jason doesn’t want to admit he made that all up. Tim doesn’t want to admit he thought Dick had gone to his art competition thing before they even officially met. Tim also doesn’t want to explain how he actually figured out their identities because this sounds way cooler. So they decide to just roll with it.
Damian shows up and tries to hunt down Tim’s early photos of Batman. Tim and Jason get really into making it look like he just keeps missing it. Barbara knew about all of this the entire time but no one asked her so she didn’t bother to fill them in.
Everyone else that joins the family after that point and hears the story of Jason and Tim supposedly meeting while Jason was Robin has the exact same response: “Oh, ‘cause Batman’s a furry. Right.”
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wondersinwaynemanor · 3 months
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Red Hood and Red Robin greeting each other seriously during patrol so that RR can give the coordinates of a homeless child somewhere in Crime Alley. as if they weren't talking about explosives the other night and Jason didn't teach Tim to bake the coffee cupcakes he loves so much.
Later in a few
Red Hood, crushes the bags of stimulants on his hand and throws them on the sewers: Get a fucking new hobby. These things are disgusting.
Goon, runs: Fuck you, Hood!
Red Hood, sighs: What an idiot- The fuck. Where's my other gu-
Red Hood sighs again.
Red Hood, speaks to the rest of the family through the comms before chasing the goon: The kid's got my weapon again.
Nightwing: Robin, what -
Robin: Negative. It's not me.
Batman, pinches the bridge of his nose as he sits on a gargoyle somewhere in Gotham and thinks, "Here we go again."
Somewhere at a rooftop in Metropolis
Kon: Um Tim, I know you have plans of destruction, but-
Tim puts the weapon at the back of his suit. and Kon wonders how do the Bats even have places for weapons on their suits?
Tim: Nah, this is a comeback for him stealing one of the cupcakes you like at my apartment.
Kon: I already told you I'm over it!
Red Hood, hears the conversation through the comms and screams: Like the boy said, he's over it! Give that back to me!
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groovyace · 3 months
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NEW BATFAM FANART??? FROM ME??? It's a crazy, crazy world. Anyways, WIP of some post-patrol "friendly competition".
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cardinalcheerio · 3 months
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Bruce: Why didn't you tell me about Damian!
Jay: Cause you dress your kids like traffic lights and send them to fight crime!
Bruce: And Talia teaches hers to kill people!
Jay *master Gaslighter*: So we're not your kids anymore? Wow bruce. Just wow.
Bruce: *sigh™️ *
Damian: tt
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litta-jpg · 4 months
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he's her purse dog
based on THE photo:
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ambriel-angstwitch · 1 month
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Jason: Rules are made to be broken.
Bruce: They were made to be followed. Nothing is made to be broken.
Stephanie: Uh, piñatas.
Duke: Glow sticks.
Tim: Karate boards.
Dick: Spaghetti when you have a small pot.
Damian: Rules.
Bruce:
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lulurhythm · 6 months
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Inktober 22nd: “Scratchy”
Dick made it for him as a Christmas gift. Tim just wants to go back to bed.
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ew-selfish-art · 7 months
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Dp x DC AU: Danny didn't want to rely on his rogues, but Tucker's computer skills only got them so far and if the media black out continues... Danny knows it's not going to be pretty for them. Nightmares begin to plague the Justice League.
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Danny gets back from a shitty conversation with Clockwork and in his frustration, accidentally sets off one of the new GIW sensors that his parents allowed to be installed in the lab. Their collaboration seemed to be going no where but when Danny had new holes blasted through him... it must be going somewhere. Damn it.
The commotion is loud enough that Jazz hears it from her room above the lab (he knows she listens to more than just the lab... it's cause she cares, even if it is a bit invasive.) and rushes in to play the distraction while Danny gets away. This time it works- the Drs. Fenton might have the worst aim in the city but they demand all shots cease if a civilian is nearby- Next time his mom might be aiming her gun at him and not the ground. Danny decides he'll buy Jazz a coffee on his way home.
But first, new holes. Yikes. That like, needs medical attention- He heads to Tucker's place and he's pretty sure Sam is already there.
"Danny! What the fuck, did Clockwork-" She starts, her meticulous cat eyeliner making her glare all the deeper.
"Nah, it's the stupid GIW sensor, the stupid one I told you guys about that has a spring lose in the back?"
"I thought we decided those weren't a concern?" Tucker looks him over, face covered in undisguised and very blatant concern.
"Yeah well, Clocky pissed me off so I forgot about them when I came back in through the lab portal-"
"you were supposed to be practicing making your own." Sam interrupts.
"-And when I did, the thing got knocked and I was swatted like immediately. Jazz launched herself into the lab so Mom made them stop shooting and it gave me enough time to get out." Danny continued to explain, ignoring his friend's 'i told you so' faces.
"Dude. We're pushing it close this week. Sam already had a confrontation with the lab guys and I already got blacklisted on my new persona accounts. We're like seriously threading the needle for getting caught." Tucker, pulls his glasses down to pinch the bridge of his nose and Danny and Sam both get what he's really saying. They need to lie low.
"What did CW say to piss you off?" Sam asks after a silent moment.
"He said nothing really, just like he always does, but insinuated I should try getting a rogue to help." Danny sighs.
"What, Like getting Ember to announce the GIW invasion on her tour? We already agreed that-" Sam is getting angry as she speaks so Tuck cuts her off- "It's a bad Idea. She is- They are all just as likely to get captured and hurt as you are if you go out of town." He comes to the same conclusion they've agreed on for weeks. No rogue involvement.
"Maybe we just need to sleep on it... Hey... wait." Danny sighs, but then his gears start to turn.
"Nocturn. We need Nocturn to help us. He can get the message out through dreams." Danny comes to the new conclusion and his friends look hesitant but at least like they're considering it.
"Isn't he an ancient? He's not going to help us for free." Tucker, ever the Egyptian god in these moments.
"Most people don't take their dreams literally." Sam, ever the skeptic in these moments.
"Yeah but, if they dream it enough times, and they're the right people to do something... they can look it up and then at least see that there is a problem?" Danny sounds hopeful and its the first time he's sounded that way in months.
"What, you're gunna give Batman nightmares?" Tucker snickers but Sam looks inspired.
"That's exactly what he's going to do. We need to haunt the Justice League. They'll see past the fake facade the GIW put up online and they'll be able to get the right legislation passed." Sam is practically buzzing.
"Okay, so lets get scheming- What do you get the primordial beast of the unconscious? Should I google 'what to get someone who has everything'? " Danny laughs.
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Bruce and his children rarely do feelings when they have breakfast in the morning after a night of separate patrols, but it seems as though the room is plagued with unease. Tim looks about as tired as ever, so his unease is probably attributable to WE board meetings, but its unlike the rest of his children to be so... disturbed. For some reason, after Alfred has excused them all from eating more than a few nibbles, they make it to the cave. Bruce is glad for the noise his children bring.
The nightmare's he's been having are following a dark plot. A town, a boy who looks like he was kin, and so, so much death. Bruce has had vivid dreams before in life, but this nightmare is... unreal. He tries to remind himself that it's just a nightmare.
When his JL emergency communicator goes off at the computer desk, he's not expecting it to be Dinah Lance. She and her Birds are typically wary of him in Gotham, even if they work well together in the League. He answers it like he would any Batman call, with silence.
"Bats, we have a problem. Any chance you've been having weird dreams about a kid getting experimented on or a town being burned down? Ghosts? Lazarus portals?" Dinah sounds exhausted, but Bruce snaps to her voice with rapt attention. As do all of his children.
"I-" Bruce takes a look around the room, everyone's heads except for Tim's nodding up and down with distress," We all have."
"Something tells me that they whole JL is. Everyone I've talked to this week has had a variation of the same dream. We either have a telepath trying to tell us something, or something even worse than that."
"I'll call emergency meeting, we need to collect details and try to determine the complete message."
"I'll send you what I've noted down so far, sans personal details of course, it's definitely in a town called Amity Park though. My client this morning saw the sign."
Batman grunts and the call ends. It's time to get to work.
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When the Justice League finally arrives, the town is glowing, and everything feels like... sleep. smothering. snoring. smoking. smoldering.
And then, despite the exhaustion that echos within them, the trudge onwards. The noise of laser guns certainly wakes them up a bit.
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robinsleeping · 2 months
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Why does he always look like he’s about to commit murder or he’s planning a murder?
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