#Tiny Turtle Tim

[thewhimsyturtle]

Happy New Year! 🎉🎩🐢🥳🎊

I am CHOMPing in 2025 with my BFF Brunhilda and my new Tortmas friend, Tiny Turtle Tim! ✨🥂🍾😋🐢🐢🦕

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Damian Wayne does NOT watch cartoons (In front of anyone.)

A little headcanon I have for Damian after he gets dropped into the Manor and finally adjusts enough to be comfortable. Not sure how canon compliant, I have in fact pulled this out of my ass. A bit of writing below the cut 👌

(Divider on Pinterest, by shra)

Damian would not be caught dead doing most things kids his age did. You would not see him playing with action figures, you would not see him reading a comic book, and you definitely wouldn't see him "wasting his time" watching children's TV.

That didn't mean he wasn't doing it though. He was simply an expert at hiding it.

Living with Talia and the league didn't leave much time for him to do anything that would be considered recreational. Everything was carefully controlled to ensure an heir of the highest quality. Hell, the kid was engineered for it from conception. Even his free time had a sort of artificially constructed quality to it.

The books on the shelves were carefully curated, all classic novels. He was learning how to read from philosophers and poets dead for hundreds of years. Damian had to read only what the league chose, mostly so he wouldn't start forming ideas that conflicted with his future purpose.

TV wasn't allowed for Damian, dismissed as empty drivel that would only serve to curate an imagination that was useless for assassin work.

Toys were a weakness, Damian only very briefly had a stuffed bear when he was very young. It was taken too quickly for him to even remember it. Dependency on objects, emotional attachment to inanimate chunks of plastic and fabric, were exemplified as the opposite of what he should be.

Though, those restrictions evaporated when Talia left him with Bruce. It took a lot of warming up for him to even consider turning a TV on. When he did, he was watching documentaries on nature. He had taken a liking to the ones with that level of instinctual brutality only the animal kingdom could provide.

In secret however, Damian found a channel of cartoons. It became his guilty pleasure to come back from patrol and sneak off to watch some before getting tired and trudging up to bed silently. His favorite ended up being Ninja Turtles. It took him a long time to figure out why he liked it so much.

It wasn't until a somewhat awkward family gathering around the holiday season came about. Even Jason had turned up. (Though he didn't look super jazzed about it, he secretly missed his brothers.) It wasn't super clear how the moment of realization came about, but when Dick showed up in a blue shirt, Damian practically felt the click reverberate through his tiny being.

He glanced over at Jason, sulking in a corner. A flicker of a red mask crossing his mind.

Over to Barbara and Tim. Purple. That was 3 out of 4 turtles. His family was a parallel of his secret cartoon viewings. If he really had to stretch it, Bruce served as a Master Splinter.

His inner machinations went unnoticed, he always had that same resting pensive look on his face. What did draw attention, however, was the tiny uptick at the corner of his mouth as he waltzed off. It was then with a dawning horror that, as he scampered off, he realized he was Mikey.

Albeit… much less laid back and much more murdery. This, suffice to say, peeved him. He did not want to be the “stoner” turtle.

This prompted an in-depth investigation. (Personality quizzes) only to repeatedly end up with the same result. At one point he even went so far as to use the Batcomputer’s database to make a definitive judgement. Orange. Orange. Orange. He gave up eventually, finding solace only in the fact that Mikey was the best combatant of the group.

Imagine Bruce’s confusion when he sat down at the computer to update a case file, only to find the IMMENSE personality profile on Michelangelo. He decided not to bring it up with Damian. It wasn’t often his son behaved more like a normal 12 year old, and he wasn’t going to discourage it now.

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The main for @we-love-redwing, (Sam Wilson rp) This blog I just post random crap I can't put on there, expect a lot of reposts on DC and Marvel memes. And complaining about my job.

Other roleplay blogs:

@redroom-peterparker (dark!Peter Parker), @the-real-best-archer (Clint Barton), @call-me-web-head (Andrew Garfield era Peter Parker), @the-best-damn-avocado (Matt Murdock), @soldier-in-winter (Bucky Barnes), @im-not-a-magician (Loki), @red-guardian-limo-service (Alexi), @ignore-the-void (Bob Reynolds), @tiny-turtle-of-freedom (Steve Rogers), @the-born-again-son (Jason Todd), @caffeine-incarcerated (Tim Drake), @bludhavens-best (Dick Grayson),@the-only-real-son (Damian Wayne), and @straight-outta-smallville (Clark Kent)

Ask me stuff and I’ll often respond with my first thought, which is often insane.

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Heyyy! I'm Roah 🧡, Roaby 🐄, or Bee. 🐝 We have another alter too but you won't meet them online. Roah likes the nickname Heifer as well. 🧡 An adult. They/them, shey/heyr, hey/heym. I'm comfortable with both feminine and masculine terms. Also bisexual, aspec furry ayooooo. 😎 Other hot attributes of mine I'm comfortable sharing: autism, OCD, dyscalculia, and for sure a reading disorder of sorts.

I list these things because it is genuinely important to me that people know them. Please keep in mind my reading comprehension issues if you regularly interact with me.

I'm an off and on traditional and digital artist 🎨, crafter ✂️, songwriter 🎶, poet ✒️, original story and fanfiction writer. 📝

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9 People you want to know better

Huge thank you to uhhh *checks drafts* @words-after-midnight - their post here, @bluberimufim - her post here, @touloserlautrec - his/their post here

Currently reading: City of Bones by Cassie Clare. I never read it during it's peak when I was literally the right age demographic and I feel like I missed out. It's not the strongest writing in the world but I am enjoying it so far. It's been interesting to go back and reread a bunch of "older" YA - like pre-2016-ish. There is so much more filler, banter, character moments than in the post-2016 stuff, especially post-2019. Like it was right around that time that publishing shifted to the "everything has to advance the plot and be super fast paced" mentality. And tbh... I like the old stuff better. It spawned larger fandoms with more staying power - I mean, how many post-2019 booktok popular books have more than 100 fanfics on AO3? I think I'm not the only one who misses the slower, more character focused YA.

Last song I listened to: Avril Lavine's Keep Holding On was on the radio while I was driving home from work. 10 year-old me knew all the words. 20-something me still does.

Currently watching: I haven't watched any TV or movies is so long oh my gosh. But! I did go see murder mystery play with my friend last Friday night!

Current fic I'm reading: [do I confess to having a secret whump blog here? My anxiety is pretty bad rn. Which means I have been devouring and regurgitating whump like no tomorrow. I have read and written so much holy]

Current hyperfixation (changed from obsession because I don't use that language. I do, however, have ADHD): yeah... uhhh... whump.

Favourite colour: Green, specifically the shade of the underside of a maple leaf caught in the sun. But I am also very partial to any rich blue or pink.

Spicy, sweet, savory, or salty? A little bit of everything. I like it when dishes are made with really high-quality ingredients that speak for themselves and don't need to be disguised with sugar, spices, or salt.

Relationship status: *cries in single* where meet men in my city????

Last thing I Googled: hypothermia whump... yeah... (also apparently I googled the word lapel to make sure it meant exactly what I thought it meant)

Song stuck in my head: OH I am the QUEEN of getting shit stuck in my head! I once had "In Flanders Fields" the POEM - not even a song - stuck in my head in both English AND FRENCH. It wasn't even November... Currently, it's the "I had a little turtle, his name was tiny tim" song... it's been days help

Favourite food: Kiisseli (a Finnish stewed berry dessert.) I am also partial to a very juicy steak.

Dream trip: I wanna go to Ireland so bad. But I need to know some Irish person willing to teach me harp techniques first.

Gently tagging (you don't have to answer all of these. I just chose to combine three tags in one): @nacricissa *ahem*, @malapertmarquess, @ditzydisko, @dyrewrites, @toribookworm22, @steh-lar-uh-nuhs @blackrosesandwhump, @beloveddawn-blog, @unhingednovelist

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Tim Drake & Damian Wayne Characters: Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Damian Wayne Additional Tags: Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Tim Drake is Red Robin, Damian Wayne is Robin, Damian Wayne Feels, Hurt Damian Wayne, Poison, Canon-Typical Violence, The League of Assassins (DCU), Jason Todd is Red Hood, And makes a guest appearance, Hugs, Hurt/Comfort Summary:

Damian has some misconceptions about his and Tim's relationship. Fortunately, it only takes some mild poisoning and a few assassins to clear things up.

[sketchbook-magic]

So I recently got into studying some of the Disney attractions because animatronics are one of my special interests and I decided why not share some of my actual experiences with Disney rides.

So one of the rides I'm currently studying, I've actually been on. It's not really a ride, more or less an experience, but it was Stitch's Great Escape which recently got shut down during COVID. It used to be the Alien Encounter ride and during the rebrand the only thing they changed besides making it Stitch themed was getting rid of the part where a cast member would get murdered and the audience sprayed with fake blood. Fun for kids! Anyways, the main plot of the experience would be alien scientists show off a teleportation device and they accidentally teleport in a dangerous alien that would break out and terrorize the audience and there would be harnesses that trap you into it and they would vibrate, play sounds, and spray you with water and in the Stitch version a gas that smells like Stitch burping in your face. Great for kids! It was one of Disney's most popular and terrifying attractions and my lucky ass got to experience it at just 8 years old! What the hell where my parents thinking?! 😅 So the ride starts off with a preshow and we had to stand in a cue with a robot man voiced by the legend Tim Curry who introduced this very adorable little alien dude that I wish I could have a plushie of and he told us about the teleportation technology but said it could be glitchy and teleported the little alien. Visual effects and smoke later and the alien went from one tube to the other but they turned him into a burnt marshmallow. Like I said, great for kids, you know this is sarcasm by now! I also remember the little alien would wave goodbye as everyone got walked into the auditorium where the actual show took place (SOMEONE GET ME A PLUSHIE OF HIM STAT!). So after everyone would get strapped into the harnesses a video would play and eventually the main show happens and technology wise it was absolutely amazing, how dare mini me not enjoy it! But basically Stitch would get teleported in, he breaks the tube, and his animatronic disappears and reappears a lot and by the end of the show the tube and everything is fixed and Stitch is contained. The auditorium was DARK as all heck so you can't see how everything is done and I wish someone would post online how they pulled all of this off. Also Stitch spat water in my face and I didn't appreciate it and tried to punch him because I was a feral child.

Another ride I got to experience that shaped me as a person was at Epcot and they had a Finding Nemo ride that would basically show you the movie on different screens while you rode around in a shell and then it would drop you off into a gift shop and aquarium (with real animals and we found that out because my sister spotted a turtle's penis. Family friendly am I right?). Well when I was on the ride with my mom there was a malfunction and they had to stop the ride for 30 minutes and they didn't turn the screens off. And me and my mom happened to be next to the screen that would play the clip of Nemo's teacher singing. It would repeat about 2-3 times per minute and we were stuck there for 30. And mini me was in the transition phase from sweet baby to feral teenager and boy did this ride make me go feral! I was prepared to climb out of the shell and beat that stingray's ass just to end my misery! My mom had to physically restrain me from climbing out of the shell. And apparently being stuck there listening to the singing for so long permanently damaged my brain because now whenever I hear that damn song my body immediately enters fight mode. I'm banned from watching Finding Nemo in my house because I immediately start yelling every time the teacher shows up. My sister had to hold my mouth shut when my family saw the sequel in theaters and he started singing. Tiny me was ready to throw hands with a screen! It's so bad I'm absolutely convinced that someday I'll be in a retirement home with Alzheimer's and still get angry at the stingray and lord help the retirement home employees if I ever get to that age.

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Marked for Death pt 16

Chapter 15

“You’ll let me know when they catch him?” Tim asked, standing by the car.

“Yes, I will,”Jason repeated. His men had gotten a sighting of their serial killer and Jason had run facial recognition on the guy and gotten a hit. Gary Newson, 34, worked at the bank across the street from the college. Which meant that after dropping Conan off at school, Jason would apprehend the guy. 

“You sure it’s safe to get him during the day?” Conan grimaced. Jason sighed fondly, watching his kid rock back and forth on his heels. 

“I’ll be safe,”Jason reassured. “I’ll get him, don’t worry.”

“Okay, but text me when you do,”Conan said seriously. 

“You’re supposed to be in class, not on your phone,”Jason reminded him. “And your phone is supposed to be for emergencies, kid.”

“I wanna make sure everything goes okay,”Conan protested. “Maybe I should just stay home-”

“Go to class, Cone,”Jason said, cutting him off. “Everything will be fine and you’re gonna be late if you don’t get to class.”

“But-” Conan protested.

“No, nope,”Jason shook his head.”I’ll walk you to class-”

“Fine, I’m going,”Conan groaned dramatically.

“See you after school, kiddo,”Jason called. Conan pouted exaggeratedly, and walked back to the front doors. On his way, the kid turned to look at Jason with big puppy dog eyes, each time Jason waving him forward encouragingly. Conan heaved the biggest sigh when he’d gotten to the doors, and pushed them open.

Jason watched as his kid disappeared through the doors. A semblance of a smile on his face. He hoped Conan had fun with his friends, but he knew he’d miss him terribly. But, like usual, he had a job to do. 

After Dick’s advice the night before, Jason had started up a program he’d picked up to try to scour social media for any clues for Tim’s whereabouts. It was slow going, but he hoped after Red Hood had apprehended the killer the program would have more results. 

As of now, he had to get home to don the Red Hood outfit and pay Gary Newson a visit. He’d get back to the Robin case as soon as he got back home, and maybe, he’d tell Batman if he’d found anything.

“He was Snippy’s previous owner,”Mitchell whispered. 

“Why are we whispering?” George whispered back. Tim rolled his eyes. 

“It’s just Mr.Sturges,”Amy said, albeit a bit quieter than her normal voice. “He was the second grade teacher and Snippy was his class’s pet.”

“You think he’s sad Snippy’s gone?” George frowned. 

“Wasn’t he gonna give Snippy to Ms. Mouri?” Mitchell thought aloud. 

“Sometimes teachers don’t get to choose when they get class pets,”Tim offered. He looked over at Mr. Sturges, who seemed happy to be on break for once. He was looking at his phone while at his desk. 

“Well, lets go say hi!”Amy exclaimed, skipping forwards. 

“Wait, Amy!” George and Mitchell exclaimed, running after her. Tim heaved a sigh, but followed at a leisurely pace. 

“-you have any pictures of Snippy?” Amy was asking. The man seemed surprised, but happy enough to bring up some pictures on his phone. 

Tim observed from behind the three kids, looking at pictures of a medium sized corn snake. A lot of pictures. So many pictures of snakes, Tim was kind of worried about this man’s well-being.

“Snippy loves mice, that’s his favorite snack,”Mr. Sturges was saying, and the three kids cooed at another picture. “I even learned how to crochet and made him this little hat,”He said, flipping to another picture of a tiny party hat on the snake’s head. Tim had to admit it was pretty cute. 

“Are you gonna get another snake to replace Snippy?” Mitchell asked. Tim kept an ear on their conversation while he looked around the office. One picture of Snippy on the desk, a calendar filled with notes, and a few other knick-knacks. 

Mr. Sturges answered with a sad smile,”Ah, no. I don’t think I’ll have another class pet. Snippy was enough for me.”

“Do you like Ms. Mouri’s turtle too?”George asked,”Her name is Berta.”

A slight frown overtook Mr. Sturges’ face for a moment before he smiled,”Turtles are good class pets, but I still prefer snakes,”He said. 

The kids thanked him after that, making their way back to the playground for recess, considering they’d snuck back inside to question the man. “I don’t think he did anything to hurt Snippy,”Any said.”He seemed really nice, actually.”

“Maybe Snippy just escaped,”Mitchell shrugged. 

“He didn’t,”Tim said, walking over to sit on the swings. “What?!” The kid exclaimed, crowding around Tim in a way that made him want to take a few steps back. 

“Conan, what do you mean?” George asked. “He didn’t escape?”

“It wasn’t aliens either,”Tim said. “Did you notice how Mr. Sturges always talked about Snippy in present tense?”

“Presents?” George repeated, and Mitchell nudged him. 

“He said Snippy loves mice, not Snippy loved mice,”Tim clarified, swinging his feet idly. “And he had a lot of photos of Snippy, too many to not be recent. And judging by the notes on his calendar, he only learned crochet at the beginning of this month. Which means he couldn’t have made Snippy a hat.”

“Unless he took Snippy!” Mitchell exclaimed. 

“Exactly,”Tim nodded. 

“We gotta tell people! The teachers!”George bounced, getting ready to leave,”He stole Snippy!”

“Not exactly,”Tim hedged. 

“What?!” The three exclaimed together, looking back to Conan. 

“You see, Mr. Sturges had a pet snake, Snippy,”Tim started. “He loved his snake a lot so he asked the school to make him a class pet. And they did, for a few years, but then the school heard Ms. Mouri asking about having a class pet for her first graders.”

“So the school was gonna give Mr. Sturges’ snake to Ms. Mouri!” Amy gasped. 

“Right, so Mr. Sturges likely staged Snippy going missing so he could keep him,”Tim finished. “He didn’t do it to be mean, he just wanted to keep his pet.”

“Oh,”George wilted. “I don’t think we should tell anyone,”Mitchell piped up. “He seemed happy with Snippy.”

“Yeah, and it wasn’t Ms.Mouri’s fault either, since she just wanted a class pet of her own,”Amy speculated,”I don’t think she would have known the school would take Snippy away from Mr. Sturges.”

“Well what do we do now?” George pouted, crossing his arms.

“What do you mean?” Tim asked, tilting his head. 

“The Detective Boys’ first case closed and we can’t even tell anyone about it!”George said, and the others frowned. 

“Aha! We’ll just have to solve another case!”Amy exclaimed. The other two crowded around, excited and shouting out mysteries around the school. Tim sat back on the swing with a small smile. Even if school was boring and chaotic, he figured he could at least do something useful while he was here. Why not solve some mysteries?

Jason sighed, wiping blood off his knife. Gary Newson, while an expert at blitz-attacking young women, was not prepared for a fight against Jason. Gary had folded like a wet paper bag when Jason brought out a single handgun. It hadn’t taken much convincing for him to spill everything he’d done. 

Four girls from Gotham University dead, all because of some guys mommy issues, and Jason wasn’t remorseful in the slightest over shooting the bastard in both kneecaps. Hopefully, he wouldn’t ever walk again, much less kill anyone else. The man would spend the rest of his life in jail though, so Jason wasn’t too worried about letting him back on the streets. 

Driving home, Jason couldn’t help but think about Robin. The program he had running on his systems at home should have collected any online social media images collected from the areas Timothy could have disappeared from. Jason was hoping to find some clues to where Tim went, or who might’ve taken him. 

Conan’s school lets out in a few hours, so Jason didn’t see an issue with opening the image searching program the minute he got home. It took him nearly two hours to scope through each individual image for any sign of Drake. Which led him to 3 images out of 238. 

The first image was of some drunk girls leaving a bar, with Timothy Drake passing by in the background. From the timestamp, it was the first image captured and the closest to Stephanie Brown’s house. Jason marked the location on the map, noting Tim’s appearance and direction. Jason figured he was headed home based on direction alone. 

The second image was of a couple and their new apartment, where Tim could be seen from outside the window. The kid seemed to be pressed against a building, facing around the corner. Jason could see the change in route, and wondered if something might’ve caught Tim’s attention. 

Marking that location on the map, Jason continued to the last photo. This photo didn’t have Tim in it, but instead one other figure Jason had become familiar with over the past month. It was a photo of someone’s cat on a balcony, and far down on the street was one familiar figure dressed in black and heading in the direction Tim had gone off course in. In Vodka’s hands was a familiar looking red case. 

Jason heaved a breath, thinking over the case. So Tim was on his way home when he noticed something. Minutes later, Vodka comes up from behind him and Tim is never seen again. It makes Jason want to grind his teeth, but he knows that he can’t do much with this information. Conan and himself have been keeping strict tabs on the Black organization, and so far they’d had no luck in tracking them down. 

With Vodka’s presence, things just got more complicated, but Jason couldn’t help the flare of hope in his chest, because they were one step closer to finding Robin. Jason rubbed the bridge of his nose, looking at the clock. Taking a breath, he sent in the images and his notes on the Black Organization to Batman. Marking Tim’s last known location on the map, he sent Bruce a note to check out the area for clues. 

It was all he could do at the moment, but every second counted. Jason was trusting Bruce to follow the trail while Jason picked up Conan from school. Hopefully the bat had something useful by the time Red Hood left for patrol. 

“And Mr. Sturges didn’t want to let go of his best friend, so he took him home and staged an escape,”Conan said, stirring the pot of sauce in front of him. 

Jason smiled softly at the explanation. He hadn’t thought the Detective boys would actually solve the case, but it seemed he’d underestimated Conan and his friends. “You didn’t tell anyone?”

“No,”Conan wrinkled his nose. “Snippy was his snake, it was rude of the school to try and give him away. He should keep him.”

“That’s nice of you guys,”Jason hummed. “What case are you investigating next?”

“I don’t know yet,”Conan sighed. “They’re kind of upset they weren’t able to tell anyone about Snippy, but Amy’s mom got her some sticker paper and she made us all matching stickers.”

“Oh?” Jason asked, giving Conan a look in between chopping vegetables. “Can I see it?”

Conan sighed. “I guess. I put it on my notebook,”He said, jumping down off the stepstool and ran to the living room to grab his backpack. Jason listened for him, hearing footsteps into the living room before he paused. 

“Uhhh, Batmans here!” Conan yelled from the living room, and Jason held back a sigh. Conan’s footsteps came streaming back into the kitchen and Jason wasn’t surprised to see the bat appearing in the doorway behind him. 

“Alright, don’t panic,”Jason said, putting the sauce on low heat. He lifted Conan up to the step stool, ignoring the looming behind him. “Watch the sauce, and don’t eat any of the noodles while I’m gone.”

“Um, what do I do when-”Conan panicked a bit, not having been prepared to take over the cooking. Jason was sure the kid couldn’t mess up the sauce any way, and he’d been teaching him how to cook over the last month.

“In five minutes stir in one third cup of cream and as much cheese as you want,”Jason said, ruffling his hair. He didn’t mention that there was a limited amount of cheese set aside on the counter, so even if Conan wanted to over cheese it, he wouldn’t. 

“kay,”Conan said determinedly, stirring the sauce once again. 

With that, Jason took one more look at his kid before facing his shadow. “Living room, now,”Jason grunted, pointing with his finger until the man in the full Batman suit turned around. “Sit,”Jason directed, too busy managing his anger and exasperation to play into B’s inability to talk to people like a normal person. 

“Why are you here?” Jason asked directly. 

There was a pause before Jason heard an answer. “The case,”Bruce said, haltingly. Jason was annoyed that he used his gravely Batman voice. 

“I meant what are you doing here, in my apartment,”Jason clarified. “I told you before that we would be working on the Robin case, and I sent you the information. None of which meant you should break into my apartment in full gear and scare my son.”

“It was urgent,”Bruce cut in, but Jason wasn’t done.

“No, this was our deal. I’m not at your beck and call anymore, if you want to work with me, you have to follow my rules,”Jason reminded. “One of those rules was that you stay away from my son. So why did you think it would be a good idea to come here?”

Batman was silent for a moment, and Jason had officially lost patience with the man. He didn’t need to explain this to Bruce again, especially not while his son was unsupervised in the kitchen. He could contact him later, when Red Hood went out on patrol, like they had been communicating.

“Just get out,”Jason said, shaking his head. “Call Dick, and don’t ever do this again.”

“Jason,”Bruce grumbled, but Jason put a hand up to stop him. 

“Out. Now,”Jason directed, pointing to the open window. He couldn’t help but feel relief when the bat finally listened to him and slunk out the window. Jason was surprised that he didn’t feel any sort of vindictiveness at the action. He only felt tired and relieved, and frustrated at Bruce’s actions. He resolved to tell Dick about it later and sick the man on B about it. 

“Jay?” Conan called from the kitchen. Huffing a smile, Jason made his way into the kitchen, hoping nothing was on fire. He sent a quick text to Dick before stepping foot into the kitchen, smelling the garlic permeating the air.

“I put the cream in, and the cheese,”Conan said, “But I ate some of the cheese,”He confessed, and Jason ruffled his hair. 

“That’s alright, we got more in the fridge,”Jason said. He picked up the chopped vegetables to add to the sauce, pretending to ignore Conan’s offended stare. All thoughts of Batman left as he directed Conan through the recipe, joking with his son about vegetables.

Meanwhile, Dick was gearing up to lecture Bruce about valuing personal space and boundaries over casework.

Chapter 17 

[anzoo-the-furby]

ALL MY FURBYS NAMES!!!!!

The 2024 galaxy furby is gloobo she/her

The 1998 blue turtle furby is archi he/him

The 1998 snowball furby is marko (with a K!!!!!!) he/him

The 2012 boomer or whatever (forget what there called) is gob-stopper he/they

The green Macdonald furby is tiny Tim he/him

The teal and white furblet is Snowishus nutrious hot-dogs water the 1st she/her

The dark blue and white furblet is shaved baby ice she/heř (IT HAS TO BE FANCY Ř BECAUSE SHES JUST COOL LIKE THAT!!!!!)

Hop you love my babysssssss <3

[zahri-melitor]

New(ish) Comics (this is the best week of the month, no lie)

Batman – Santa Claus: Silent Knight #1: this is fun. I like the way Bruce and Damian are written together. I am annoyed Babs is out as Batgirl. I'm amused that Tim is very specifically excluded from the story that involves real Santa given he'd not be wondering 'ooh oooh is Santa real' like Dick is here.

Someone had better give Darkseid some coal, is all I can say.

Batman #139: …so we really are running Batman and Batman & Robin with contradictory plots right now. Cmon. There was even a way to finagle this so that Damian could be living with Bruce and have Zdarsky’s plot still work! Grump.

“I’m coming for you, Joker. I’m coming for all three of you. For the last time.” (actually there’s a printing error in this line and the letterer has ‘For the the last time’) I disbelieve this Zdarsky, sorry, though if you could figure out a way to get Joker out of the Bat books for a few years I think everyone would enjoy that.

Now that aside, I do want to note that apparently my decision to (re)read all of Henri Ducard’s appearances seems to have been prescient, given Zdarsky has just referred to ‘manhunting’, ‘training when I was young’ and ‘Paris’ all together. That’s Ducard. That trio is 100% Ducard. Sounds like I need to finish Henri Ducard’s post-2016 appearances, which I was delaying. So Batman: The Detective and Batman: The Knight are jumping up my reading list. (And a quick look at ‘Lucie Chesson’ says she’s from Batman: The Knight, so yep, gotta read)

Joker + dolls always makes me think of NML Endgame, personally.

Birds of Prey #3: Damn this continues to just be a solid read. Thompson keeps hitting yet another 'look I can be trusted' target every issue.

I could do with at least 30% less Harley commentary in this book, but I do acknowledge that at least half the team are unlikely to talk much in a combat situation. Future!Maps is cute and as I slowly approach Maps content I’m excited to meet her more. Also… SIN MY SWEETHEART. I have been waiting for this hug for SIXTEEN YEARS. (Literally. I was in DC fandom in 2007 when they were torn apart). Also loooooooooool Ollie got curbstomped by Diana, sucks to be you Ollie.

Blue Beetle #3: Oh I couldn’t help myself (in terms of how many panels I already posted), but Blue Beetle is doing such interesting things right now. Victoria’s finally being acknowledged on page as being super sus and villainous (rather than just slinking around being sus and concerning me deeply). I’m getting more and more worried about the identity of the Red Beetle. We got Traci back! Which from what I hear means that Trujillo is glossing over some of Traci’s recent characterisation, but we’ll see how this tracks (and in any case, re-establishing Jaime’s connections to the magic/dark side of DC via Traci is helpful if we’re about to do a Dan Garrett story).

Free my girl Dani Garrett if we’re doing a Dan Garrett storyline, she’s an autistic mildly amoral archaeologist and I desperately, DESPERATELY want to see her arguing with Victoria Kord over who ‘owns’ the scarab while Jaime’s standing in the middle going ‘excuse me nobody owns Khaji Da, it’s its own being! And my friend!’

Fire & Ice: Welcome to Smallville #3: hello Jimmy Olsen! Hello Turtle Jimmy lore! (I love how silly this book is. I do enjoy JLI stuff that doesn’t take itself seriously) I’m getting attached to a few of the new villains, particularly Linka Grodd.

Shazam! #5: MARY SIGHTING. Darla remains tiny and adorable and I love her too. This comic remains committed to ridiculous fun villains (and Waid and Mora have apparently been off raiding the ‘underused weird Silver Age villains’ list). Mr Dinosaur is an amazing addition to the canon. (And yes. Billy rebuilt the moon. Oh Shazam!) Also I see we are still back firmly in the ‘jealous Freddie’ plot that’s been hanging around for a while.

Warlord #25: this week we check back in with Tara, Mariah and Machiste. Grell’s done some fabulous art for the splash page that I really really like.

Travis is fighting *checks notes* snow giants as he's still too ashamed to come hang out with his friends and partner after the whole 'I killed Joshua' incident a few issues back. He's also cutting all sort of things with his Damascus Steel sword which I have to remind everyone and note is highly suspicious damascus steel, because it's made from a RIFLE and there is no way the type of steel used was able to be worked as damascene, given it likely was alloyed wrong.

I love Ashir here (the guy actually wearing clothes) as firstly, look! A rare appearance of someone with most of their skin covered! Secondly, Travis' burn of "I didn't know you had character".

Anyway, Travis is moping a bit here about being a lone warrior. You could go and hang out with your friends any time you want, Travis. You're the one who left, not them.

[gremlin-star-sketches]

Sammy: 🎵I had a tiny turtle, his name was tiny Tim🎵

Lewis: sammy what are you doing?-

Sammy: 🎵I put him in the water, to see if he could swim🎵

Colton: oh no

Sammy: 🎵he drank up all the water, he ate up all the soap!🎵

Lewis and colton: sammy no-

Sammy: 🎵AND THEN I CUT HIS D**K OFF SO HE COULDN'T ELOPE!🎵

Lewis and colton: oh my god...

[autism-activated]

2s and 3s are so fun:

Me: Oh, actually I have a turtle!

J, 3: What's it's name?

Me: His name is Tim!

J, 3: Tiny Tim!?

Me: Yeah, like Tiny Tim!

E, 2: Did you put him in the bathtub to see if he could swim?

She then proceeded to giggle uncontrollably at her own joke for 10 minutes. I love these kids so much.

[magical-rizzler-but-poem]

AUGH MY FRIEND JUST GAVE ME A TINY CLAY TURTLE AS AN EARLY BIRTHDAY PRESENT

(srry my fucked up thumb is in the second pic </3)

his name is Tiny Turtle Tim (guess what that's a reference to lmao-)

[lordofthecoffee]

I imagine trying to sum up this holiday season to myself down the years. 2023. The fear and frustration behind the last minute covid scare, and the constant testing and being grossed out and holed up in your room because holy hell how is it you never noticed how many disgusting times a day people put their hands INTO their mouth??

A tense drive trying to go look at Christmas lights and then laughing as the fog rolled in and you can hardly even see the road let alone any lights and hey, where's Rudolph when you need him anyway?

Skeevy marzipan treats and a murder of crows hundreds deep. Faulty gift cards and making ninja turtle ornaments with Flash. Staying up until nearly 2 am cutting out mix and match magnets for Trav and Mack, and how warm it felt the next day washing the dishes with them by your side.

Me to me: Snackmas never goes how you want. You'll always be just a little bent out of shape about the holidays. There's always too much sugar and not enough protein. They're going to ask you what to bring and then do what they want anyway -- let them, and try not to worry. It works out, even if you're too tired when you get home to cook the Cornish game hen ((smaller than you remember, anyway, and you laugh again. Isn't that the bird that was supposed to have killed Tiny Tim?))

[lost-in-the-pink-mist]

Some assorted Victoria Shelley facts:

Her name comes from Victor Frankenstein and Mary Shelley. Yes Donnie is a big nerd.

When she's around 3 years old she receives the nickname Vivi from her big sister Olivia (Livi)

Having four parents, she cycled through a lot of names for them. Donnie ended up with "doddy", Kay got "papa", Tim got "dad/dadda", and April got "ren"

Her eyesight isn't great, worse than her doddy's actually because her eyes are so small, so she wears very thick lensed goggles that make her eyes look HUGE

Donnie made a few genetic modifications so her life as a pink fairy armadillo (+ turtle + human) mutant wouldn't be too difficult, but xey couldn't do anything about her thermoregulation, so she actually has worse tempurature regulation than the reptiles in her family who got lucky and mutated slightly more human-like thermoregulation abilities. She gets cold very easily, and its not safe for her to be in cold water (her fur just soaks in the chill). Luckily, human modifications or no, her family is a bunch of reptiles, so the accommodations they need for her are mostly already there.

Vivi is a very quiet child, her first word came over a year and a half late, but it also came with her knowing more complex words, showing that she had been learning the whole time, just choosing not to speak. Still, even after proving she could talk, she rarely actually chose to use the ability.

She is, however, an incredibly mobile child. Quick to learn how to crawl, to walk, to climb, she always wanted to follow people and watch what they were doing. "WHERE'S VICTORIA???" was a common thing heard shouted across the house in her early years. They eventually got used to the tiny armadillo mutant following them, but only after they realised there was no stopping this kid if she wanted to escape

Honor Bound - terrazooid

Lost in the Pink Mist - lost-in-the-pink-mist

Good luck to all!

[thewhimsyturtle]

One more hat-wearing flashback to the aftermath of my New Year's party with my BFF Brunhilda and Tiny Turtle Tim: Hat = NOMS! ✨🥂🍾😋🐢🐢🦕