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The Gotham Bat Goes Missing (Or: Danny Fenton Has a Toddler Now)
The bats are in full crisis mode.
Tim Drake—Red Robin, Gotham’s most paranoid workaholic, the one who always has a backup plan—has completely vanished. No comms, no tracker, no digital footprint, nothing. One second, he was on patrol. The next? Gone.
It’s a disaster.
Bruce is brooding harder than usual, Dick is trying to stay optimistic but failing, and Cass is threatening to burn the whole city down if they don't find him. No one is taking it well.
Meanwhile, across Gotham, completely unaware of the chaos he's caused, one Danny Fenton is staring at the adorable toddler he found wandering alone in Crime Alley.
"Where are your parents, little guy?" Danny asks, frowning.
The tiny child, wrapped in Danny’s hoodie like a makeshift blanket, just stares at him with impossibly sharp blue eyes and pouts. "Bwuce!"
Danny blinks. "Bus?"
The kid shakes his head very seriously. "No, Bwuce!"
"...Right. How bout we just head to my place and figure this out, okay?"
Tim huffs, but slumps his head over Danny's shoulder and allows himself to be taken. Danny's lucky he's cute, or else Tim would be running away by now.
-—
Danny wasn’t planning on adopting a kid, but fate (or Gotham’s weirdness) had other plans. And honestly? Timmy is the cutest thing ever.
He’s got the biggest blue eyes, the puffiest little cheeks, and he’s scary smart for a kid who can barely talk. Every time Danny works on his university homework, Timmy crawls up next to him with a determined look on his tiny face, grabs a crayon (because Danny refuses to let him use a real pen after the first ink disaster), and starts helping.
By helping, of course, Danny means scribbling all over his work in bright, clashing colors.
"Good job, Timmy," Danny coos, watching as Timmy proudly waves his crayon like he just solved quantum mechanics.
Timmy beams, babbling nonsense that sounds like he’s trying to explain something very serious, but his tiny lisp makes it impossible for Danny to take seriously, and just makes his heart melt with utmost adoration.
"You're the smartest little guy ever, huh?"
Timmy nods solemnly, “Wheely smawt" he smiles, smacking his tiny hand on Danny’s physics notes like he just made an important breakthrough.
Danny has no idea what’s going on, but he loves this kid.
-—
Meanwhile, back at the cave, Bruce is one sleepless night away from losing his mind.
"Where the hell could he be?" Jason groans.
"We’re going to find him," Dick insists, though he looks ready to cry.
Steph is stress-eating while Cass is silently scanning every camera feed in Gotham.
Somewhere in the city, their missing brother is giggling as Danny Fenton makes airplane noises and spoon-feeds him applesauce.
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Legit I don’t see any way for the family to find out. Danny has Tim besides through magic if the de aging was done by a spell. Like they don’t have baby pictures of him and what would make them think to even look at them. It’s not like they have an emotional link to him as a baby. I can only see the bat family getting so desperate that they call Constantine or Zantana.
And Danny wouldn’t recognize an older version of Tim because even if they look “similar“ he wouldn’t jump to that unless this is a repeat thing in his life. And if Tim’s not speaking full sentences, clearly he’s around 2 to 3 maximum. There’s no way to tell from a grown picture to a two-year-old picture. 🤔
Second option would be Tim against the ability to write this out or type it out, and then Danny has to figure out how to give to back to the bats 
The Gotham Bat Goes Missing (Or: Danny Fenton Has a Toddler Now)
The bats are in full crisis mode.
Tim Drake—Red Robin, Gotham’s most paranoid workaholic, the one who always has a backup plan—has completely vanished. No comms, no tracker, no digital footprint, nothing. One second, he was on patrol. The next? Gone.
It’s a disaster.
Bruce is brooding harder than usual, Dick is trying to stay optimistic but failing, and Cass is threatening to burn the whole city down if they don't find him. No one is taking it well.
Meanwhile, across Gotham, completely unaware of the chaos he's caused, one Danny Fenton is staring at the adorable toddler he found wandering alone in Crime Alley.
"Where are your parents, little guy?" Danny asks, frowning.
The tiny child, wrapped in Danny’s hoodie like a makeshift blanket, just stares at him with impossibly sharp blue eyes and pouts. "Bwuce!"
Danny blinks. "Bus?"
The kid shakes his head very seriously. "No, Bwuce!"
"...Right. How bout we just head to my place and figure this out, okay?"
Tim huffs, but slumps his head over Danny's shoulder and allows himself to be taken. Danny's lucky he's cute, or else Tim would be running away by now.
-—
Danny wasn’t planning on adopting a kid, but fate (or Gotham’s weirdness) had other plans. And honestly? Timmy is the cutest thing ever.
He’s got the biggest blue eyes, the puffiest little cheeks, and he’s scary smart for a kid who can barely talk. Every time Danny works on his university homework, Timmy crawls up next to him with a determined look on his tiny face, grabs a crayon (because Danny refuses to let him use a real pen after the first ink disaster), and starts helping.
By helping, of course, Danny means scribbling all over his work in bright, clashing colors.
"Good job, Timmy," Danny coos, watching as Timmy proudly waves his crayon like he just solved quantum mechanics.
Timmy beams, babbling nonsense that sounds like he’s trying to explain something very serious, but his tiny lisp makes it impossible for Danny to take seriously, and just makes his heart melt with utmost adoration.
"You're the smartest little guy ever, huh?"
Timmy nods solemnly, “Wheely smawt" he smiles, smacking his tiny hand on Danny’s physics notes like he just made an important breakthrough.
Danny has no idea what’s going on, but he loves this kid.
-—
Meanwhile, back at the cave, Bruce is one sleepless night away from losing his mind.
"Where the hell could he be?" Jason groans.
"We’re going to find him," Dick insists, though he looks ready to cry.
Steph is stress-eating while Cass is silently scanning every camera feed in Gotham.
Somewhere in the city, their missing brother is giggling as Danny Fenton makes airplane noises and spoon-feeds him applesauce.
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