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ninaswritingstuff
NinaWritesAStory 2: Electric Boogaloo
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Instead of just reviving my original writing blog with a hard turn into a completely different fandom, I'm making a new one because my focus right now is TimKon Clone Baby AUs.
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ninaswritingstuff · 7 months ago
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In the TimBerKon clone baby AU I've been rotating in my head like a rotisserie chicken lately, I've toyed with the idea of Tim's habit of making exceptionally poor life choices when under significant stress coming back to bite him in the rear once more.
Specifically, during Tim and Kon's reunion in that sewer. Tim in this AU is arguably more stable than Tim in canon, since he's had Bernard around to help keep him from completely shattering as well as the babies to center his focus on. But Tim has not been handling the complete deconstruction of his life (ha, de-Kon-struction, get it? ...I'll see myself out) well.
SO. When Tim encounters Kon, he's half-convinced he's hallucinating. Wouldn't be the first time, and Tim's well aware that hallucinations can come across as incredibly realistic. And one things leads to another and...well. A couple months later, Tim wakes up on a surgical table in The Cradle with a missing spleen and the revelation that Kon was definitely NOT an hallucination. Because Tim's pregnant again, and it's quite frankly a miracle he didn't miscarry due to Widower's attack.
Honestly, if the baby wasn't at minimum quarter-Kryptonian, Tim probably would've lost the kid for sure when he confronted Ra's back in Gotham. Tim's less self-sacrificial about that encounter, as not only does he have the not-twins to think about (and Bernard, who has been incredibly ride-or-die since he found Tim near-catatonic in front of the pregnancy tests at the CVS, and Kon, who is alive and here and somehow not unbelievably pissed at Tim for the whole clone baby thing), but he also has Baby #3 to think about.
He still ends up flung out the window, however, with Dick making the luckiest of all catches.
So Bruce comes back to find the two grandchildren he'd already met, and Tim already showing with a third.
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ninaswritingstuff · 11 months ago
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One reason I haven't updated shifting priorities in well over a year is that I've been fixated on an AU of my AU in which Bernard is thrown into the mix.
Like, Tim has been so fixated on trying to clone Kon that he has pretty much completely ignored his body. That cloning tube and Kon's DNA are pretty much the only things he cares about. And he's tried and failed 99 times. He's running out of Kon's DNA, nothing has worked, so he gets an extra boost of desperation.
He uses his own DNA as a stabilizing agent.
So, fun thing about cloning is that it requires a donor egg. The genetic material of the egg itself is removed and replaced with the complete DNA of whatever you're trying to clone (don't quote me on this, this is my recollection/understanding of how they made Dolly).
Tim, who in this AU has the parts that would produce a human egg (trans!Tim or AOB, dealer's choice for the purposes of this run-down), decides he's going to cut out the middle man and use his own.
Only to find out that he's pregnant. It doesn't really click in his head until he's gotten his egg and already started the 100th attempt (forgetting to remove his DNA from the egg before adding in Kon's), so when it finally hits him, he's staring at a cloning tube with a (finally) viable embryo.
So he goes out and gets himself a pregnancy test, and this is where he crosses paths with Bernard. Bernard just kind of stumbles across him in the local CVS, and at first thinks he could try to reconnect and made shoot his shot, only to realize exactly where he's found Tim.
And never let it be said that Bernard Dowd is a coward.
So he squares up and heads over, and ends up basically being Tim's moral support for the remainder of the pregnancy. He had even planned to be in the delivery room with Tim when the baby was born (which didn't happen because the baby decided to arrive a month early and in the most traumatic way possible).
He's not actually expecting anything from Tim. Clearly, Tim's got enough on his plate, and he's clearly still not over whoever it was who got him knocked up. So Bernard's mostly just trying to be a good friend. And if something eventually develops, well. Bernard certainly won't complain.
Bernard was thrown for kind of a loop when Danny came along, but delayed twins are a thing, so...he just kind of rolls with it. It's Gotham. Weirder things have happened.
He puts a lot of time into helping Tim out with the not-twins, and maybe kind of starts to think of the kids as maybe sort of his. In, like, a dad-that-stepped-up kind of way. Bernard is honestly surprised by how down he's turned out to be for basically co-parenting with Tim.
They end up building up a working system over the next few months, with Bernard coming over after school to mind the kids so Tim could get so rest in. By the time the not-twins are a month old, Bernard's kind of...moved into Wayne Manor. In an unofficial capacity.
And just when things seem to have reached a sort of equilibrium, Bruce dies. Or, well, it seems pretty overt that he's dead. Bernard's been in the know (to an extent) since Tim brought Danny home, so when Tim tells him his theory about the portrait of Mordecai Wayne, Bernard (funky little conspiracy theorist that he is) believes him.
Tim ends up leaving Danny and Ellie in Bernard's care so he can go and hunt down enough proof to bring Bruce home, with encouragement from Bernard (and the condition that Tim maintains regular contact while gone). It's not easy, being a single parent to twins is even less easy, but Bernard fully believes that this is something Tim needs to do, and he was already pretty much done with school, so he doesn't have to worry about college until the fall.
BruceQuest occurs largely unchanged from canon, save for the fact that Tim is less passively suicidal throughout. And when Kon finds him in that sewer...well, Tim's half-convinced he's talking to a hallucination, so he mentions the not-twins.
After that encounter, Kon makes a bee-line for Gotham, and gets to meet the babies. One thing leads to another, and Kon and Bernard end up co-parenting while Tim's off saving Bruce's bacon.
When everything is handled and Tim's back home with Bruce not too far behind, the three of them end up having to have a discussion about what they're gonna do moving forward.
Endgame TimBerKon.
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ninaswritingstuff · 11 months ago
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Tim trying to clone Kon 99 times will never not be funny to me like yes it’s actually rlly sad but also the closet is fucking glass
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ninaswritingstuff · 11 months ago
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I may have made a mistake when making Ellie/Wendy...
I seem to have watched Multiverse of Madness during a critical stage in her development, because every time I try writing something where the not-twins are older (like, teen to young adult) Wendy ends up with a certain Scarlet Witch-y vibe to her.
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ninaswritingstuff · 11 months ago
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A random comic from the lovesquare au during an arc where kons self esteem as superboy was really low. There was supposed to be a part before this explaining it and a whole actual plot but I gave up on it. It mostly revolved around the perceived distrust he believed Robin had for Superboy, as well as criticisms from the public regarding his actions (sort of like in some of the ‘94 comics) making him question himself. I drew the above comic basically a year ago but since I gave up on the other one I might as well just post this now.
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ninaswritingstuff · 11 months ago
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Have a little snippet of something I wrote for my TimKon Clone Baby AU. Technically it's an ABO-verse, but nothing in this snippet actually refers to that, so this could be read as a Tim-is-trans universe.
Enjoy!
The commercials always make this stuff look easy, Kon thought, glancing between the half-empty glass jar of mashed bananas in his hand and the banana mush-smeared face of his son.
Danny was apparently in A Mood this morning. It didn’t happen often, as Danny was normally a pretty agreeable baby so long as his diaper was clean and his favorite stuffed animal was in reach, but sometimes the kid just woke up and chose violence. At least Kon had yet to be hit in the face with the stuffed rabbit Danny drug around everywhere, so overall not a bad morning.
Ellie had, surprisingly, been the easy one this morning, happily taking her portion of mashed banana. Bananas were a winning strategy with that kid; pears came in a close second. Kon hadn’t realized a baby could glower with the best of them until he’d tried to feed her mashed sweet potato. She was only marginally less hostile to mashed carrots and mashed peas.
He really hoped that wasn’t a preview of coming attractions.
“What’s got you in a mood this morning, squirt,” Kon asked. “Normally you love bananas.”
“Bah,” Danny replied, sounded way too resolute for a five-month-old.
“If you’re still miffed about the formula thing, I feel you, but it’s really the only option you’ve got at the moment.”
“Bah!”
Unlike his sister, Danny had an allergy to standard formula. Thankfully, Alfred had found a soy-based alternative that Danny wasn’t allergic to, because Tim had only been able to pump so much before he’d taken off to go find Bruce and Kon had no clue how he was gonna keep his son fed while Tim was gone when he ran out of milk. Danny had not taken the switch well, and Kon had questions about that ‘seven years under a yellow sun’ thing because the strength with which his son had shoved the bottle away the first few times could not be normal baby strength.
But answering those questions involved talking to Clark, and Kon was very much not in the mood to do that. If it wasn’t for Bart agreeing to tag along with Tim since Kon couldn’t, he was pretty sure any interaction with Clark would result in someone getting socked in the face. Even with Bart watching Tim’s six, Kon still had the urge to punch Clark in the face. How exactly was it crazy to think that maybe Batman wasn’t actually dead? So what if they’d had a body to bury? Kon had left a body, and he had come back alive and kicking. Clark himself had died and left a body only to come back later alive and kicking. Was it a long shot? Sure. Kon would give him that. But no more of one than half the shit they pulled off on a regular basis.
Kon’s entire existence was a long shot. So was Danny’s. Ellie’s was, too, if you thought about it. If Jason Todd hadn’t spontaneously resurrected for no discernible reason, he wouldn’t have been picked up by the League of Assassins and dunked in the radioactive kool-aid. He wouldn’t have come back to Gotham and hunted down Tim, beating him with an inch of his life. And if Jason hadn’t done any of that, Tim wouldn’t have been put on the antibiotics during his recovery that neutralized his suppressants and birth control, leaving him heating and fertile when Kon fucked him.
Long shots were pretty damn common in their line of work.
“Well, if bananas aren’t going to cut it today, what will?”
“Ooogah ohm da!”
All of the languages CADMUS had crammed into his head, and baby babble wasn’t one of them. With a sigh, Kon screwed the lid back on the banana jar and went to see what else was available. If Danny had a thing against bananas today, he’d probably refuse to eat the mashed pears. Kon grabbed a jar of mashed peas.
“Alright, kiddo, let’s try this again,” Kon said, settling back into his seat and opening the jar. “Open wide!”
Danny watched as Kon brought the small spoon, loaded with mashed green peas, closer to his face. In a display of proof that maybe there was, in fact, a god, Danny accepted the spoonful and swallowed after a moment of mulling it over.
“Oh thank fuck,” Kon muttered, loading up another spoonful. He needed to get at least another four or five spoonfuls into the kid before he could call it quits.
Transitioning the twins to solids was way more complicated than it sounded. Everyone seemed to have a different opinion about it, offered up a different timetable, and presented different lists of which types of foods are best for babies. He was more or less splitting the difference and hoping he was close enough. It had been two weeks, and so far neither of the twins had gotten sick or shown any other adverse reactions to additions in their diet. So he was tentatively calling it a win.
It was hard to tell if Danny was being deliberately difficult or if he was just randomly pickier than usual as Kon tried everything he could think of to get his son to cooperate. Danny hadn’t flatout rejected the mashed peas, seemed to have no problem actually eating the mush once Kon managed to get it into his mouth, but the little boy kept squirming around like the world’s most active bobble-head.
He didn’t catch the set of footsteps quite as quick as he otherwise would if he weren’t running on a third of his usual sleep schedule. Dick’s footsteps were light---most of the Bats’ were, save for Red Hood---and he moved like the highly skilled acrobat he was. He was able to sneak up on him if Kon wasn’t paying attention; even Tim hadn’t gotten that good yet.
“Good morning, Ella-bean,” Dick said, bending down a bit to get on eye-level with Ellie in her highchair. “Looks like someone had fun for breakfast.”
Half of a banana had been sacrificed to keep Ellie distracted and occupied long enough to feed Danny; Kon suppressed a shudder every time he glanced over to check on her. She’d mashed the poor fruit into a barely recognizable paste and it was smeared all over her face, clothes, and hair. She was going to need a bath.
“I take it bananas aren’t going over well with Thing 2?”
“I switched to the peas,” Kon replied. “He hasn’t spit them out yet, but he’s also not really bothering to cooperate, either, so…”
“He’s probably had enough, then. I can go give Thing 1 here a quick bath if you wanna get him cleaned up,” Dick offered, already pulling Ellie out of her seat.
She squealed and flailed her tiny, pudgy arms before settling into Dick’s arms and deciding to suck on her banana-coated thumb. Kon took a deep breath and recapped the mashed peas.
“Yeah, probably a good idea. I’ll go grab a spare onesie for her.”
“Nah, it’s fine,” Dick assured him. “The nursery’s on the way to the bathroom, I can just pop in and grab something. The DVR should still be set up for The Wiggles re-runs. Ellie and I will join you two once she no longer looks like she took on Condiment King.”
Kon snorted.
Honestly, Danny was only a bit cleaner than his sister. He’d probably have to wrangle him into a clean onesie, giving the smears of green on Danny’s current one. Hopefully he’d be more cooperative with that than he was with breakfast. Kon should probably send a complaint into Gerber; their commercials were full of lies. Even if none of the baby food jars in the manor were Gerber brand.
He snagged a small handful of baby wipes and set to work wiping away the smears of mashed peas and bananas from his son’s face. In keeping with the apparent theme of the morning, Danny squirmed away from the wipes and whined in protest.
“I know, I know, but you’ll be happier when you’re clean.”
“Bah,” Danny retorted.
“You are just as much of a menace as your sister,” Kon commented, a half-smile on his face. “You’re just quieter about it, huh?”
“Mah ohm bah!”
Once Danny’s face and hands were clear of mash, Kon stood up and lifted the infant out of his high chair. Danny shrieked and kicked, giggling as Kon settled him in a more secure hold. That tiny little fist of his gripped at Kon’s shirt, but he didn’t otherwise squirm.
“Alright, let’s go get you into something clean, and then we can check in on Ellie and Uncle Dick. Sound good?”
“Bah!
Kon was particularly careful when he set about getting Danny changed. He’d made that mistake exactly once. Cute as Danny was when he was giggling up a storm, he could find something else to giggle about.
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ninaswritingstuff · 11 months ago
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The timkon clone baby should have been a girl named after Tim's mom because...
Clark has a son named Jon.
Kon could have a daughter named Jan.
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ninaswritingstuff · 11 months ago
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can't have shit with this family
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ninaswritingstuff · 11 months ago
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I really would like to get back to my TimKon Clone Baby AU (and just fic writing in general) but have been dealing with a writer's block that has been going on for over a year and a half at this point. So hopefully having a space where I can just share snippets and maybe discuss ideas will be a good step in getting back to it!
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