#-Tim Drake probably

[lemonsbesour]

Sometimes I think people gloss over how game-changing Tim Drake was to the Batfamily.

He seriously redefined the relationship between Robin and Batman, and the role that Robin plays. Most people’s favorite Robin is unknowingly Tim Drake or a Robin heavily inspired by him. The whole gadgets, tech whiz, and mini detective thing was always more of Tim’s role as Robin. In more newer stories that are coming out where Dick or Jason are Robin, they end up making both of them more like Tim, because he was just so perfect as Robin.

While everyone has their favorite Robin, which is completely justified, Tim was THE Robin.

[pneumaticshift]

Robins with robins with robins or something like that

[timdrakealways17]

Tim: I discovered who Batman is

Bruce, acting shocked: who??

Tim: it’s… CLARK KENT

Damian, watching from afar: I know we all agreed weed would help Drake calm down.. but this is..

Jason: more importantly why is Bruce playing along?

Dick: I want to hear more about this theory

—-

Meanwhile in Metropolis:

Clark, reading the newspaper, cup of coffee: did someone call for me?

Lois: no? Who do you think did?

Clark: this is going to sound crazy, but I think Tim thinks I’m Batman and is unaware of Bruce’s identity

Lois: ok.. while you ponder that can you do the dishes?

Kon, also listening in, pulling Lois aside: I want it on record that I did NOT supply Tim with weed

Lois:

Kon: and that I would NEVER do so

Lois: I will offer you ten seconds to find a better hiding spot for your stash than under your bed

Kon, running off:

—-

This was the last time Bruce was convinced to allow Tim to consume substances based on a slideshow that Tim had created.

[ashenquill]

[Tim and Jason watching Dick as he fakes his death for a mission]

Tim: Man, he really is peak pretty boy

Jason: Right? Like, stop serving while you’re dying. It’s disrespectful.

Tim: For real, like, at least YOU had your priorities straight.

Jason: Exactly, I—

Jason:

Jason: Now hold up just a second—

Tim: I mean, you looked like shit when you died

Jason: THE FUCK, TIM????

[bitter-hibiscus]

Red Hood joins twitter. Chaos arises

pt2

[crowkip]

yeehaw, baby!

[noka-exe]

breaking news… local bird comes back to life and is NOT happy…

[luminesick]

Tim, at Dick's house in his room: I should ask Dick when dinner's ready. Hey Dick-

*Distant Romani cursing from 2 rooms down*

Tim, now content to go hungry: Okay! Nevermind.

[prlssprfctn]

Metgala had passed once again, and I can't stop thinking about how badly the Batsiblings would judge every look they see. Bruce Wayne taught them to style themselves and be dolls, NOT for this.

Dick, throwing chips in TV: Go, Kylie, go! Give us nothing!

Tim: As the most fashionable sibling out of all of us, I can't stress enough how this pains me.

Stephanie: Be fr, Cass is the most fashionable one, lol.

Damian: Not to appear as Drake's supporter, but Brown, I know that you are not joining us to judge this humiliation ritual, when you wear violet converses with yellow capri pants.

Duke: This year's topic, and the way they handle it, offend me personally. Like. Please. Cassandra, nodding: You would... Slay. Jason: God, I will slay these idiots with my sword, WHAT IS THIS? Another black suit?!

Everyone: *dead silence for a whole minute* Dick, swallowing: That is surely not what I think it is. Jason: I am starting to shoot in a minute. Tim, closing his eyes: I am speechless. Bruce Wayne on their screens, who was invited to the Metgala, but was suggested by the PR-team to wear the most boring outfit, so people would still perceive him as a bimbo with no thoughts behind his big blue eyes: *waving at the camera* Stephanie, scrolling her phone: Oh, that's not a thirst trap edits with this look on my timeline that I see. Everyone: *terrified screech*

[crime-scene-psychic]

It's always funny to me that Jason, Tim, and Damian all have personal beef with Ra's al Ghul and meanwhile, Dick is kinda just like

[fanaticalthings]

next thing you're gonna tell me is that the butts match 🙄

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[corkinavoid]

DPxDC Summoning Failed Successfully

Imagine a warehouse. Imagine a bunch of cultists in dark robes with all the candles, daggers, ancient books, and chanting. Now add Danny.

Only not as the summoned being, no. As a sacrifice.

He is sitting down, tied to a chair, in the middle of the summoning circle, looking as bored and deadpan as he can possibly be. The cultists are chanting, and he frowns, listening to their chants for a moment.

"Hey, is that Latin?" He questions, but to no avail, "You know you're not actually using those words correctly, right?"

"Keep quiet, child!" One of the cultists snaps. Danny leans back in his chair and shrugs.

"I'm just saying, you ain't summoning shit with wrong grammar," he huffs, seemingly absolutely nonchalant about the whole thing. Oracle, who is watching the whole ordeal through the surveillance cameras, raises her eyebrows. Red Robin and Robin are already en route to the building the cultists chose for their extracurricular activities, but now she almost wants to watch this a bit longer.

Gothamites are pretty used to all kinds of shitshows, but this boy is from out of town. She checked him through facial recognition. Daniel Fenton, a transfer student from Amity Park, Illinois.

A few more cultists stop chanting and turn to Danny.

"Do you know Latin?" One of them asks, and the boy makes a half-nod, making a thoughtful face.

"Not fluently, but, like, it's a dead language, I felt kinda obligated to learn it. Just for the meme, you know?" He chuckles.

The cultists, judging by their confused silence, don't know. Barbara doesn't know what he's talking about, either. But she is almost curious now, so she taps Robin's and RR's comm lines:

"RR, Robin, when you arrive, don't jump into the scene," she asks.

"Understood," Tim answers immediately, but Damian, of course, demands explanations:

"Is there an obstacle?"

"Not really," Barbara humms, "The sacrifice is in the process of de-escalating the situation."

She can almost hear the questioning silence over the comm, but, thankfully, no one argues. Meanwhile, one of the cultists pipes up, voice full of doubt:

"So, you can... like, proofread our incantation?"

"Yeah, sure," Danny nods, apparently fine with being sacrificed, "Who you're trying to summon anyway?"

"Satan," that same cultist answers, and Danny laughs approvingly.

"Classic," he nods and smiles, "I'll give you this. The circle is mostly alright, so you don't need an incantation to summon the fucker, I have him on speed dial." And with that, he leans forward, screaming towards the floor: "Ey, Satan!"

Barbara must say the act was actually convincing, but he went a little overboard with it now. She reaches to tell both Robins to get in, but suddenly, a loud, booming voice reverberates through the building.

"The fuck do you want, kid?"

Cultists fall to their knees - it doesn't seem like an act of worship, more like their knees bucking. The whole circle dimly lights up in red, smoke raising from it.

"Do you see this shit, Oracle?" Red Robin questions, and she mhm's at him, not sure what else to say. If this is still an act or a trick, she must say it's a very good one. Although somehow she suspects it's not a trick. She's seen enough magic in her life to tell the difference.

"Do you want to come to Earth, be gay and do crimes?" Danny asks, almost mockingly.

"Fuck off."

The red light flickers and disappears, and Danny looks back up to cultists, grinning cheerfully.

"Welp, looks like he doesn't wanna," the kid concludes and stands up from his chair. Barbara hadn't seen when or how he got out of his bindings.

The cultists just watch him walk out of the circle in bewilderment.

"Pursue?" Robin's voice comes over the comms, and Barbara thinks for a moment.

"I get a feeling like that's a bad idea," Tim mutters over his line.

Barbara agrees.

[cherryredribbon]

jason is the epitome of younger sibling core bc wdym my older brother whom i have a 6ish year age gap doesn’t want to be my best friend?? doesn’t want to hang out with me, a 13 year old?? also the entire jason tim thing where he attacked tim in titans tower is 100% a younger sibling reaction to no longer being the youngest

[batfamhastwitter]

Part 44! Fun fact, I actually am a natural ginger, but I have been able to gaslight a specific few people into thinking that I'm blonde and just dye it. They've thought that for at least two years at this point. I want to see how long it can go lmao

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[notrobinsomethingworse]

Dick: Happy Chrismis!

Damian: What is Happening.

Tim: Is Chrismimth.

Damian: what are you fools-

Steph: Merry Crisis!

Damian: Father, they have lost their minds.

[All four stare at Bruce expectantly]

Bruce, sighing: Merry Crysler.

[iamthemess]

I've been thinking about this for too long

DC x DP

Could be any batmember, but I'm using Tim because he's a liar and a scoundrel, and one of these days, it's gonna come back to bite him.

Danny and Tim are boyfriends, and they're been together for a while, but the rest of the bat fam doesn't know. Why? Well, it's not for lack of trying to tell them.

Tim did tell them. They just didn't believe him. They thought Tim was making up an imaginary boyfriend.

He's lied a lot in the past, and Danny does sound super made up, but how else is he supposed to explain his boyfriend is a half dead ghost king who is super obsessed with him.

It didn't help that Danny spent a lot of time being invisible, so it looked like Tim was talking at the air, which got more than a few odd stares.

And that whenever Danny sees any of Tim's family he disappears along with all his belongings.

One minute, they're on a date, and the next Danny is gone, and he's taken his hot chocolate and doughnuts with him just in time for Dick to walk up and bother Tim about his day.

Danny makes a bet with himself to see how long this can go on before they realise he's 100% real and Tim's boyfriend.

The batfam are trying to figure out if Tim is trying to gaslight them, doing a very unfunny bit, or he's actually lost his marbles.

They start drawing lines when Tim starts yelling, "HES RIGHT THERE!" While gesturing to empty space beside him and insisting there is another person in the room.

They sit Tim down and have an intervention which makes him wonder if he is actually crazy and Danny isn't real.

One very confusing spiral later and some heavy reassurance that yes, Danny is a real person, and Tim isn't crazy. Danny promises to introduce himself soon before they start trying to put Tim on anti psychotics.

I literally just realised that this didn't need to be romantic at all. Idk where that came from, perhaps it sounds more fun, but this could also be 100% platonic batmember and their not so imaginary friend.