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So, ik, Tim dropped out of high school.

okay? I understand that-

I also know he briefly went to university (tho I'm not sure if that got retconned.)

Okay, I know all the lore-

But I also desperately need Tim as a college kid.

I NEED Tim to have to hide his vigilantism from his shit stain of a roommate.

I NEED Tim to hunt down rouges with degrees in his class subjects to get their help with an essay.

I NEED Tim to have an overtly evil Dr Doomfesmersts-type professor, whom Tim has to take down, but he does not want to take down Profester Evil because that's the only class he isn't failing.

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The Batfamily’s Christmas List Tradition (and how Tim gets lost in it)

The Batfamily has a long-standing Christmas tradition: the List. With so many members in the family, it’s a necessity. Everyone writes down what they want (within reason, of course), and the list serves as the ultimate gift guide. It’s efficient, especially for such a big family, and it ensures no one ends up with seven pairs of socks or the same gadget twice.

Tim takes the list seriously. It’s his chance to ask for the small, thoughtful things he wouldn’t usually splurge on for himself. Things like:

New makeup brushes. His old ones are worn out and falling apart, and it’s not until he’s on a mission that requires cross-dressing that he realizes just how bad they’ve gotten. Having a new, high-quality set would make everything feel a little smoother—and maybe even a little fun.

Cozy hoodies. Between Wayne Enterprises business casual and his Robin gear, Tim rarely gets the chance to wear something soft and comforting. His favorite hoodies are all fraying at the edges, with loose threads on the pockets and fabric that’s stretched too thin. A fresh one would feel like a luxury.

A new game console. Tim is rarely ever not working, but on those rare days off, he realizes he doesn't have much to entertain him that's not work related, that doesn't require him to leave his nest. Plus, it’s a great way to connect with his siblings during low-stakes, playful nights.

Nice coffee cups or tumblers. His caffeine habits are legendary, but the chipped and mismatched mugs he uses don’t exactly scream "Tim Drake." A sleek, stylish tumbler or a high-quality ceramic mug would elevate the most important part of his day.

Random indulgences. Books, stationery, weighted blankets, maybe a nice figuring from his favorite movie, a cool gadget he wouldn’t think to buy himself—little things that spark joy and make him feel cared for, anything he knows his own parents would have never bought for him to help heal his inner child. He's never had the luxury of writing such lists before becoming a Wayne.

Tim doesn’t just take the list seriously for himself; he makes sure to go the extra mile for his family, too. He’s always had a knack for gift-giving, and he loves curating the perfect presents for his siblings. For Dick, it might be a rare vinyl of his favorite band. For Jason, an antique first-edition book he’d mentioned once in passing. For Damian, something handmade and unique, like a custom leather-bound sketchbook or a rare art supply. Tim remembers the little things—the throwaway comments, the subtle preferences—and builds his gifts around them, ensuring every box under the tree feels deeply personal.

But Christmas rolls around… and none of the thought Tim puts into his gifts is reflected in what he receives.

Instead, he gets tech. More tech. External hard drives, cables, chargers—things he already has backups for because, well, he’s Tim. He doesn’t need more, and he didn’t ask for more.

And the worst part? It’s not that they’re bad gifts. It’s that the family assumes they know him so well that they don’t even look at his list.

“Tim’s the tech guy,” they think. “Of course he’d want more tech.”

But he doesn’t.

He’s grateful, of course—Tim is always grateful—but there’s a hollowness that creeps in every year when he unwraps another stack of USB drives and ethernet cables. It’s not about the gifts themselves. It’s about the realization that the people he loves, the people who should know him best, don’t see him the way he wants to be seen.

In a way, it feels painfully familiar. Janet had always made sure his presents as a child reflected her vision for him, not what he actually wanted. New tailored suits instead of the hoodies or tees he longed for. Sleek, professional office stationery to replace his Robin-themed pens and notebooks. Vintage collectibles meant to sit on a shelf, collecting dust, instead of toys he could actually play with. The gifts always came with a message: who he should be, not who he was. And now, even with the bats, the gifts still feel like expectations—like they see him as "the tech guy" rather than Tim, with all his quiet wants and overlooked needs.

So, Tim starts dreading Christmas. Not because he doesn’t love his family or the season, but because it reminds him of how little they seem to notice the little things about him.

And maybe one year, he stops adding personal things to the list altogether. Maybe he starts asking for tech, just to avoid the disappointment.

But deep down, he wishes someone—anyone—would surprise him with a new hoodie, a weighted blanket, or a set of makeup brushes. Something that says, “I see you, Tim. I really see you.”

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Guess who just spent an hour ranting about how Skull is an under-loved, under-appreciated character who has the potential to be just as complex as any of the other Arcobaleno? This guy right here!

I decided I might as well copy and paste it from the discord to here.

Humans Are Awesome Video

ALRIGHT BUT I DONT GET WHY PEOPLE THINK SKULL IS WEAK OR WHATEVER!?

Like, he literally does this kind of shit for a fuckin living. [Click Link For Context]

Like, Jesus! The Arcobaleno are all so fuckin oblivious and willfully ignorent!!

C’mon guys, he may not know how to fight, but that’s something that can be fuckin taught, Jesus fuckin Christ!

He’s not “weak,” he’s been thrown into shit that he doesn’t understand and never learned about because he wasn’t involved in it before!! Are you going to try learning Quantum Mechanics as an arts & liturature major? No! There’s no point because tbat’s not what you signed up to learn!

Anyway, it makes me extremely (if passive-aggressively) angry. Like, what the hell? He literally knows nothing, and then you dont try to teach him anything which makes him both more of a liability and also less likely to trust or like you. Thats a dumb fuckin idea, especially since it could get you all killed, and for what?? Your damaged pride at one of the Ii Prescelti Sette being a civilian??

What are you going to do after that?? “Oh I know,” Reborn says, “how about we verbally and physically abuse him???” That doesn’t fuckin build trust you dumbass.

Especially in a fucking Cloud, who are characterized (in fanon at least) as being independant, proud, flighty, and prizing freedom and individuality above all!

Also, considering what I gather about his past, he was apparently a circus performer? Like, knife throwing, dealing with dangerous animals, balancing bike or feet or yor hands on a tightrope 25 meters above the ground, trapeeze acts, juggling sharp objects, “civilian” magic, dancing, and contortion kind of Circus?

And what exactly does it take for a person to do that kind of stuff??

Throwing accuracy, spacial awareness, hand-eye coordination, situational awareness, critical reasoning, physical and mental flexibility, an acute sense of balance, an intuitive (if not taught) understanding of physics, math, and biology; the ability to use misdirection and manipulate your audience, stamina, athleticism, physical strength, and being able to act, faking or replicating emotions and expressions that you might not necessarily feel or even understand!

And considering that he’s the strongest cloud, I have no doubt that he’d have the determination and Will to learn and improve on all of these things just because he can.

All of these thing would be extremely useful in the mafia, whether for fighting or just in general.

The only thing he’s missing is the vocabulary to express that he knows these things because he probably lacks a formal education.

And honestly, I feel like I’m one of the very few people who understands this!! And it’s so fucking frustrating!!!

Skull is an awesome character and both fic writers and Amano seemed to write him off as comic relief, which is some instances is fine, it fits with the over dramatic character he likes to display, but he, nor any other character, should be written as almost solely comic relief, it just makes a character feel cheap and fake. One dimensional. There’s no depth.

Though I’ll give Amano a break on this because there are so many characters in khr that she had to think about, and it was probably the easier way to write it.

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somebody in the khr fandom please explain to me how and why you all have decided that skull is actually the character of all time

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Bruce, fully aware of Tim having stopped aging at 17: No supervillain activities until your 18.

Tim also aware that he stopped aging and yet to figure out why: I HATE THIS FUCKING FAMILY!

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The Batfamily and Their Resident Alley Cat

Tim Drake walked into the Batfamily’s lives the same way an alley cat wanders into someone’s home: scrappy, uninvited, and entirely certain he belonged. And somehow, he stayed.

There’s no formal discussion about it, but everyone just… treats Tim like a cat. Not in a bad way! No, it’s all affectionate, in their weird, batfamily sort of way. They praise him endlessly, the same way someone would coo over a stray that managed to charm its way into a warm house. They show him off too, proudly talk about him to anyone who will listen, like he’s a rare find, even though—to outsiders—he looks about as approachable as a cornered feral. (And to be fair, Tim will scratch if you get too close. He’s been known to bite, too, though usually in a verbal sense.)

The parallels don’t end there. If Tim ever decides you’re safe enough to relax around? To nap on? That’s it, you’re trapped. It’s an unspoken rule. If Tim curls up against you, head resting on your shoulder or his legs slung across your lap, you do not move. No one dares risk waking him up. Not only because he probably hasn’t slept in three days, but also because disturbing Tim in his rare moments of peace is sacrilege. Bruce has postponed meetings. Jason once held in a sneeze so violently it gave him a headache. Damian—Damian—sat perfectly still for over an hour because Tim had nodded off against his side, even though his arm had long since gone numb.

Startling Tim is another no-go. They all learned that the hard way. The first (and last) time Dick snuck up on Tim while he was deep in thought, Tim had reacted on instinct—nearly taking Dick’s eye out with a pencil. Since then, they’ve all adopted a “gentle approach” policy. Announce yourself softly, no sudden movements, and maybe bring a peace offering (read: zesti, to further grow his unfound stash hidden somewhere in the manor).

But beyond the quirks and the care they take around him, there’s a trust in Tim that runs deep. Like a cat, Tim has an uncanny sense for people. If he trusts someone right away, that person is good—no further questions needed. If Tim is skittish, more guarded? They all take note. Tim’s instincts are sharp, and the family has learned to respect them. It’s an unspoken rule: if Tim doesn’t like someone, you’re on thin ice until proven otherwise.

There’s something endearing about it all, really. About the way Tim has carved out his space among them, the way they’ve adjusted their lives to accommodate him without even realizing it. He’s their alley cat—scrappy, fiercely independent, a little rough around the edges, but theirs.

And no matter how sharp his claws might be, no matter how many times he insists he doesn’t need anyone, they’ll always make room for him. Because Tim Drake didn’t just wander into their lives—he chose them. And they’re damn lucky he did.

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I have been madly inspired by this post, but I don't have time to write it. Instead, you get a prompt!

Tim and Danny are twins, just as in the inspo prompt. Except, instead of being from the DC Universe, they're both from the Danny Phantom Universe.

The timelines both continue as normal up until just after Dick becomes Robin (DC) and the Portal Accident (DP).

Instead of Sam and Tucker (or maybe you want them there? Idk. In my head, they aren't here) who're with Danny when the portal opens, it's Tim. They'd decided to try and help their parents as best they could (because this is a family of geniuses, guys!). Tim was working outside in the lab while Danny went in to see if anything's wrong in there, the accident happens as canon.

Now that the portal's open, Danny goes out as Phantom while Tim works as his support. (Neither tell Jazz or anyone because they're both allergic to help) Some way or another, Tim gets lost in the Ghost Zone and ends up in the DC Universe, wandering the streets of Gotham.

Jack and Janet Drake had decided to follow Brucie Wayne's lead and adopt a not well-to-do kid. They stumble upon Tim and basically kidnap him. He goes along with it because he doesn't know how long he'll be stuck here and he needs to blend in.

We all know the jokes of Tim being forever 17? Well, being exposed to the portal and the GZ as intensely as he was slows down his aging (unlike Danny whose aging completely stops) Tim doesn't leave Drake Manor much, nor is anyone much around to notice anything, so it's not like it matters. He doesn't actually notice at first!

Then, Tim sees Batman and Robin. At first, it was just glimpses of them, but then he got obsessed. He bought a camera using the Drakes money and set about his quest. He follows the vigilantes, learns from them from a distance, because this is what his brother does! This is what he was helping his brother do!

Eventually, Robin quits, leaving Batman and Batgirl. Dick Grayson leaves Gotham just after that. Then, Bruce Wayne adopts Jason Todd and Robin is back on the scene. Tim pieces it together pretty quick after that

Meanwhile, Danny's a mess. His twin brother is missing somewhere in the Realms, probably scared out of his mind and he can't find anyone who'll help him look! On top of that, Vlad's getting on his nerves more than usual, pushing further and further past the line he'd drawn in the sand.

Then, the Nasty Burger explodes. No one dies, thank God, but Jazz, Sam, Tucker, and his parents are all in the hospital.

Scared out of his damn mind that he'll become Dan, he retreats to the Realms. He flies and flies, grief skewing both his sense of direction and his will to care, and he ends up somewhere dark. It feels different from the rest of the Realms he's explored. Everywhere else, he could feel Clockwork and the Observants Watching, but not here.

Danny, needing to rest and calm himself down, lands in Gotham. Right in the middle of a Scarecrow attack. He's doused with Fear Gas.

Batman and Nightwing have been fighting again, and the new guy, Red Hood, isn't helping matters. Robin, in an effort to just get away for a bit, goes off on his own during patrol. That's when Scarecrow attacks.

Danny, more human than ghost at the moment, sees flames engulfing the building next to him, his friends and family all in there. And right in the middle of everything is his twin brother. He tries to get to them, to Tim, but someone's holding him back.

Tim sees his brother. He'd run to where Scarecrow just left, letting Batman and Nightwing handle Rogue, to check on any civilians that might've gotten caught, and he only sees one. At first he thought that he'd inhaled some of the Fear Gas, but he can think clearly and there aren't any other symptoms.

"Danny?" Tim asks, voice quiet, not daring to hope this is real. He'd almost given hope about ever getting home. He doesn't get an answer, but he can see the symptoms of Fear Gas settling over Danny, so he restrains him before he can hurt himself.

Danny passes out as soon as Tim gets him the antidote, and now Tim is left to explain why he's brought a civilian back to Drake Manor and why the civilian looks like him

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Damian: I’ve been volunteering at the hospital

Tim, who owns a medical company: …

Damian: father doesn’t approve of this because it cuts into my patrol time but I think it’s because I kept it from him

Tim, who likes to disobey Bruce: …

Damian: I fear I may have to make a choice of either continuing as Robin or pursuing my goals of becoming a Doctor

Tim, who dropped out of school: …

Tim: So, weird question, and I’m totally just brainstorming here, like just throwing this out there but like… you’re still a minor so what if I adopt you and pay for your schooling and maybe hack into a few schools so you can learn stuff ahead of time and eventually I could employ you at my company and maybe even build you your own hospital?

Tim: haha wouldn’t that be funny and totally piss Bruce off cause I’d be your dad

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Guide to Tim Fics

Hi, I've gathered a list of common tropes in Tim Fics and then I'm gonna link to other posts that have a bunch of fics of that nature. Honestly doing this for my reference, so might as well let other people see it lol

Tim Travel - in which a post/during Red Robin, Tim, gets transported to a different dimension. Typically involves a happy loving batfam taking him in

Tim Joins The Batfam Early - In which Tim is a sad, lonely child, who typically bat-watches every night. Then finds his way to the Wayne’s

Tim Joins The Batfam Late - same gist as before, this usually involves Jason not dying, or just Tim for some reason not finding his way into Robin, so now someone (typically Red Hood) finds him and brings him into the fold.

The Bats Find Out - Typically post Red Robin, the Bats find out about all the shit that he did, or other stuff that’s happened to him. There isn't a lot of these, and typically there one-shots. Some overlap with the previous category, but some don't!

Tim and Damian - I separated this from fix-its because there's enough to make it its own category and also I like it. Very simple, Tim and Damian bond and learn to love each other. These are typically pretty short but really sweet!

TimKon/Young Justice - Fics that are focused outside the bats. That's pretty much it. Some of them are just TimKon, but inevitably have the others at least mentioned.

In-Universe AU - This sounds counter institutive. Basically any fics where they change one major event, or add a relationship, or some shit. This will also include any Reverse Robin AU's because there aren't enough Tim-centric ones to make its own category.

Random Tim-bits - just for some random stuff that doesn’t fall into any of these categories, mostly one shots

If you have any other categories let me know. Also if you have any fics to list, put them in the replies! Thanks <333 (don't forget to comment on the fics you read and tell them they did a good job!)

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Everyone Wants to Be Tim Drake’s Favorite Brother

Being Tim Drake’s favorite isn’t just about bragging rights—it’s about power, perks, and an almost supernatural level of protection.

It starts with the little things. Tim isn’t one for grand gestures, but when he cares about someone, it’s obvious. He listens—really listens—to the small comments, the things others might forget. That offhand remark about a snack you miss? Tim’s already on his way to get it for you. Complaining that your suit’s not fitting quite right? Tim’s hands-on with upgrades by morning. If you're Tim’s favorite, it’s a constant stream of thoughtful gestures. Gear gets upgraded, favorite books and gadgets mysteriously show up, and Tim’s always thinking of how he can make your life easier.

But being Tim’s favorite is more than just gifts. It’s the way Tim treats you, the way he prioritizes you over everything else. Tim listens when you vent, has your back during arguments, even when you’re wrong, and somehow—somehow—he gets Bruce to listen to you more than anyone else.

Bruce listens to everyone, of course. He’s the Bat. But when Tim speaks, it’s different. Bruce doesn’t just hear Tim—he acts. Whether it’s adjusting mission plans, reevaluating tactics, or considering Gotham’s crime trends. He’ll mention something, and suddenly, Bruce is shifting his approach. No one else seems to have that pull over him. Tim has a way of cutting through Bruce’s stubbornness that no one else can match. It’s not lost on anyone that when you’re Tim’s favorite, Bruce seems to listen to you more, too.

And then, there’s the most dangerous perk of all: Tim’s wrath.

Everyone in Gotham has learned to fear the consequences of hurting anyone Tim cares about. They all remember how Janet Drake, Tim’s mother, was exactly the same. Janet didn’t just love fiercely; she made people fear the consequences of betraying her affection. She’d build strong alliances and maintain an iron grip on them, ensuring no one dared to harm those she called her own. She had a reputation for turning the tables in ways that left lasting marks on Gotham’s criminals, so it’s no surprise that Tim inherited the same instincts. The last time one of his favorites got hurt in Gotham, the Rogue responsible learned the hard way that crossing a Drake isn’t something you do lightly. That night, the Rogue barely escaped with his life, and the damage he caused was felt across Gotham for weeks.

The rumors from that time still make the rounds. Red Robin hunted that Rogue down, dismantling supply lines and ruining their operations in ways no one else could, using connections no one could have anticipated for him to have. He sent a message—a warning—one that still echoes through Gotham’s criminal world. After that, the Rogues were far more cautious when it came to hurting anyone Red Robin seemed particularly attached to.

These days, the Rogues are more careful. If they can see who Tim’s favorite is, they back off. Patrols get easier. The punches are pulled. The threats don’t carry the same weight. It's almost comical. Once, Jason caught Riddler mid-riddle and swore he saw him glance over his shoulder like he was checking for something—and then mutter, “Not worth it,” before retreating.

Of course, everyone’s gotten a taste of these perks at some point.

Jason remembers his time as Tim’s favorite. When he first came back, Tim went above and beyond. His gear was upgraded constantly, his safehouses were restocked with his favorite things, and there were custom modifications to everything. Tim even managed to reclaim all his old safehouses from the GCPD archives with no problem. Jason never openly admitted it, but he savored every moment. It felt good to be cared for like that.

Cass had it too when she struggled to reconnect with the family. Tim stuck close, quietly offering his support—whether it was with training or just sitting together. She didn’t ask for a suit upgrade, just mentioned how bulky it was in passing, and Tim designed a new one for her the following week, fitting it perfectly to her style. And as for the Rogues? They couldn't run away fast enough when she showed up.

Right now, they all suspect Duke to be the favorite. Tim’s always inviting him to collaborate on tech projects or sharing valuable intel. And Duke has started receiving gifts that seem to show up at just the right moment—books, custom gadgets, and even the occasional throwback cereal he mentioned in passing. Tim’s also been there for him every step of the way, making sure he’s always in the loop, collaborating on projects, and taking the time to make Duke feel seen.

“You know,” Duke said one night, stirring his soup casually, “Scarecrow’s been weirdly quiet lately.”

“Yeah, I noticed,” Jason said with a raised eyebrow. “What did you do?”

Duke blinked. “Nothing.”

Jason shot Tim a look. “What did you do?”

Tim’s smirk was all the answer Jason needed.

And that’s the thing—being Tim’s favorite isn’t just about attention or gear. It’s about something more. It’s about protection. Once you’re Tim’s favorite, the world seems like it can’t touch you. And everyone knows it.

They’ve all had their time as Tim’s favorite. Jason, Cass, even Damian had his moment. But once you’re no longer the favorite, it’s hard not to crave it again.

Jason lingers in the Batcave, pretending to talk about his gear but subtly hinting at upgrades Tim could add to it.

Damian scoffs at the idea of being prioritized, but Tim catches him comparing his gear to Duke’s own, new and improved gear, muttering to himself, “It’s adequate,” like it’s an insult.

Dick tries to remain above it all—he’s the eldest, after all. He doesn’t need Tim’s attention. But when he sees Tim working behind the scenes, tinkering with Duke’s gear or offering an unexpected assist to Jason, there’s that ache of longing for when he was the center of Tim’s world.

In the end, they’ll never say it, but every single one of them secretly wants to be Tim’s favorite. Because when Tim Drake decides you’re his favorite, you’re not just cared for—you’re protected and given an unwavering loyalty that makes you feel untouchable in Gotham.

And in Gotham, where danger is always close, nothing is more powerful than the protection and devotion of a Drake.

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Tim Drake is simply so dear to me because what do you mean you stared abandonment in the eye at seven and said, “I can rise above this”

What do you mean you heard the biggest secret in the world at the age of nine and instead of telling everyone said “I will now guard and protect this with my life”

What do you mean you saw the sting of grief from a boy you watched grow and thought “I can fix this”

What do you mean you watched another adult fail you and endured endless cruelty and thought “I am helping”

What do you mean you were attacked by your childhood hero for replacing them after enduring constant rejection and abuse from his father and thought “I can forgive you”

What do you mean you watched the closest thing to a father die and had the rest of your family abandon you when you argued he was still alive and thought “I can prove them wrong”

What do you mean your entire life people held you back and yet you still pushed forward

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Tim: ...so that's how I ended up in Bludhaven with a fake uncle.

Jason: ...

Tim: What?

Jason: Let me make sure I'm understanding this correctly before I respond. Your dad was murdered. Your stepmom, who never adopted you, was in a mental hospital. Dick was awol. Cass was still basically a baby as well and was finding herself. B was avoiding you because he felt guilty about getting your dad murdered.

Tim: He didn't-

Jason *speaking over him forcefully*: Then you dropped out of school, so no one could possibly miss you while you lived with a man who was a complete stranger to you and who knew you had money and no adults worth a damn in your life.

Jason *takes deep breath*: Why the fuck would you do that?!

Tim: Well, at first I wasn't sure what was going to happen to me and Batman needs Robin, but we also both needed some space to grieve. I had to make sure I was still available to Bruce while also leaving us some breathing room. Plus, Dick was out of town, so Bludhaven needed a vigilante anyway.

Jason: Okay, ignoring the twenty other things wrong with that statement, did it never occur to you that Bruce could just adopt you?

Tim: Well, Yeah. But he'd just adopted Dick, which was a really big deal for him, emotionally, you know? I was worried he'd feel bad if Bruce turned around and adopted me.

Jason: You were worried Dick would feel bad if Bruce adopted you when you had literally no one else?

Tim: Yeah. I was used to being alone anyway and you know how he can get when it comes to Bruce.

Jason: So you decided to move in with a strange man who was down on his luck and might, oh, I don't know, murder the weird, wealthy child whose bank account he had access to?!

Tim: I paid him. I never gave him direct access to my bank account.

Jason: Oh, well that makes everything fine then. He'd just have to force you to hand over more cash. Or hold you hostage against Bruce. Or blackmail you to keep you as his baby sugar daddy.

Tim: I set up everything about his fake identity so he couldn't try to blackmail me without looking really sketchy himself and he never knew about Robin, so what would he blackmail me with anyway?

Jason: How about telling Bruce what you did, since the charade was obviously mostly for him?

Tim: Then he'd risk losing everything while I moved in with Bruce. Nothing he could do against me would gain him anything, so what was the worst that could happen?

Jason: He could have murdered you in your sleep! He could've jumped you while you were vulnerable! He could've threaten to report you to a truancy officer if you didn't do something he wanted! He could've drugged you and sold you to traffickers! Fuck, I don't want to keep thinking about all the horrible things that could've happened to your idiotic baby past self. So let me just reiterate the important question: What the fuck were you thinking?!

Tim: Why does every funny story I tell you end up with you freaking out and yelling at me?

Jason: Because every story you think is a funny childhood anecdote is actually a fucking terrifying misadventure that you just somehow survived!

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*twirls hair*Sooooooooo, there's this post by @brucewaynehater101 of a Sherlock AU

And, this is a 'Yes, and' site. Rather than go, 'Yes, but imagine', I've decided to make a separate post *giggles*

Bernard Dowd as Irene Adler.

For those who don't know, In the original books by Sir Conan, Irene Adler is a character that could match Sherlock's wit. I'm just going off on memory here, but some King was scared of being blackmailed because he was about to get married and he had a previous relationship with Irene. Irene also had pics of him and her together, and he was scared that this is the blackmail that could be used against him and stop the marriage. So, he calls Sherlock, Sherlock makes up plans and creates traps. And every single time, Irene manages to evade him, and cunningly trap him back. Sherlock never wins.

In the end, Sherlock realizes that the reason why Irene kept the photo was to avoid the King's wrath. She also goes tells him that she's about to be married, and the king really don't need to give a shit of where she's at.

As payment for all the hard work Sherlock had done, he asks the King for a picture of Irene, and the rest is history!! (BBC's Irene Adler is a Badass Dominatrix *swoons*)

SO----

Say Tim (Sherlock in this AU) and Kon (Watson in this au) are both adults in this non-superpowers AU. Kon, finding out that Tim had a horrible history with women as lovers, jokes that maybe Tim should try his hand with guys (you're not subtle Kon).

It's at this moment that Zoanne shows up, Tim's old high school sweetheart. Apparently, she's now married with a kid. However, a few months back, she and her husband were fighting with each other, badly. She ended up flirting with a co-worker of hers: Bernard Dowd.

Tim remembers Bernard. He hasn't seen him since their friend, and his late girlfriend, Darla died.

Apparently, Zoanne and Bernard's 'relationship' turned into something more, but her relationship with her husband had also been on the mend. She confessed to Bernard that she was married, and that she chooses to go back to her husband. That was the last she's seen of him.

Inwardly she was worried that their relationship might get outed to her husband, but she was also worried about where Bernard might be and how the man was because he also hadn't been showing up to work for a whole week.

Tim and Kon get on the case, they figure out what Bernard had been up to. They discover that Bernard got caught up with some pain cult, the Cult of Dionysus, and that's he's been an established member for years. Tim tries his utmost best to convince Bernard to leave.

To Bernard, the way Tim planned to catch him, laid traps for him, and even tried dismantling the cult, was just both funny and adorable. He made plans and traps of his own to thwart Tim.

It all ends the moment Bernard reveals that he's been dismantling the cult on his own from the inside.

Tim asks if he was doing this to take his mind off the heartbreak, and Bernard reveals that, 'no!' He's never had much more than a fling in his romantic pursuits, and Zoanne wasn't any different. The confession just so happened to coincide his plans of taking down the cult, but it also gave him a good reason to disappear and hide under the 'impression' of a heartbreak.

The past week had been the most fun Bernard had in years. He tells Tim to tell Zoanne that she doesn't need to worry about him saying anything, and that he wishes her and her family well.

Tim is amazed by Bernard's cunning, and wondered why he's never seen this when they were both in high school. The two had been close at the hip in school, and the only constant about Bernard that Tim always noticed was that Bernard had always been a flirt with the girls, and had even attempted to flirt with Tim's stepmom.

Bernard gets into Tim's space, like he usually does, and wraps an arm around Tim's shoulders, winking towards Kon, who was just aggressively confused on why he was getting a little bit angry.

Then, he gives Tim the number to his burner phone. Bernard says that he might not contact Tim, but he'd never miss a call should Tim end up using it. Tim keeps the number under a photo of them both in high school that was framed in his room.

Bernard quits his job, because although the cult in the city he lived in is dismantled, it doesn't mean they didn't exist in other places. It's not safe for him to stay in one place.

He bids Tim goodbye, and for the rest of the AU, his mind would sometimes come back to Bernard.

Weeks or months later, Jason (who I headcanon as Mycroft...) and Kon tells Tim that Bernard Dowd had been killed off in some foreign country after successfully taking down the whole cult. Tim emotionlessly sips his energy drink, while reminiscing in a flashback of going on a 'business trip', saving Bernard's life, but also killing off Bernard's 'identity'.

Somewhere out there, Alvin Draper is relieved of his international crimes and works professionally for the FBI.

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I was pecking away at a fic (as one does when one is in-between binge-reading of fics) when I was taken by the cracktastic idea of Tim Drake having a Roomba as a best friend growing up and then somehow my hand slipped

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Danny was Bruce's Nanny

Danny used to be Bruce Wayne's nanny. He was looking for a job and found that Alfred needed somebody to look after Bruce while he did other things (Cleaning, cooking, getting groceries, etc.) He decided to take up the job, even though everyone had quit. But here's the thing, Bruce nor Alfred knows he's half-dead (Alfred would find out later, he's Alfred after all)

Later on, when Bruce grows up and adopts all his kids, non knowing that he had a nanny and was a troublemaker, he makes a comment about having one when he was younger. He was trying to convince his children that it wouldn't hurt to have one.

"Alfred can't always look after you. Dick and Jason are in their 20's and don't need a nanny and besides, Nannies aren't bad or weak, I had one myself after all." Bruce didn't know that this would lead to questions about who they were, what they were like, and where they lived(Tim and the others wanted to do a background check, even though they weren't there when he did have one.)

Alfred cuts in to say that his nanny was a miracle worker and always had Bruce asleep by the time he needed to be. "He always made breakfast and had Bruce up when he needed to go to school. He even helped around the manor."

On the other side of Gotham. Danny was visiting since he hadn't been around in a few years and wanted to see how things were going. Color him surprised when he finds out the little boy he nannied when he was younger is a grown man with children! Well, it had been a while since he had last seen Bruce and Alfred.

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Thinking of a little story where Anya and Becky sign up for dance classes at Eden. Loid approves because he hopes Anya can get a Stella for stellar dancing. But Anya isn’t very good and she just likes to wear a tutu and twirl around and hang out with her bestie. (They all suck. They are six.)

There’s a Christmas dance recital though coming up. Usually Yor takes Anya to practice but one day Loid finally has time and he does and he hangs out to watch (and brings oranges and homemade peanut brittle squares and juice boxes) Soon enough he knows all the dance moms, and they all think he’s so handsome and charming and they immediately gossip about the Forgers marriage. But Loid is too focused on practice to notice. The Head Dance Mom is leading rehearsals and she is very critical of Anya and gives her own kid special treatment. She’s super high strung and fake polite in that rich people way, she tells Becky her feet are too big for dancing and insults Anya for always twirling and being off rhythm. And Loid is super offended and pissed like your kid can’t even do a basic pliè right, Patricia. He just really doesn’t like this lady.

So he decides to help Anya and Becky improve and they practice at home. Loid makes space in the living room and stands in the middle with his toes pointed and his hip out and walks through the dance okay girls… 5,6,7,8… and pointe and twirl, right kick, left kick, into a jump…

And Yor is watching from the kitchen like 😧🤭

Then it’s finally time for the Christmas recital and Yor and Loid volunteer to help with the set. Yor thought it would be nice to help Anya but Loid and Patricia are having artistic differences over the set and the cardboard gingerbread men. Patricia didn’t like how Yor carved and painted them and Loid is so mad. Santa’s elves are going to scare all the kids with that paint job, Patricia. He makes sure to praise Yor’s gingerbread men and pull her for a quick kiss center stage for all the other moms to see.

Anya looks sooooo cute in her Christmas tutu with her candy cane prop and Yor is taking a million pictures and Anya’s like “doesn’t Anya look super cute?!” and doing the silliest, cutest poses. Her and Becky pose for pictures together too 👯

Backstage Loid is with the dance moms working on finishing touches and he whips out the hairspray and puts Anya’s hair into the perfect top bun. All the dance moms ask him to help with their kids hair and Loid does so kindly, shooting smug looks at Head Dance Mom and thinking “your kids hair looks like crap, you call that a top knot”

Finally the show begins and Loid and Yor sit nervously in their seats as the lights turn on and the music starts. Anya and the other girls come out in a straight line and start the routine and Anya is there on stage with her adorable sparkly tutu and her perfect hair. She’s got a big smile on her face and she’s slightly off rhythm and she adds an extra twirl when she shouldn’t, but she’s adorable and Yor is crying from the cuteness and even Loid tears up at how cute his daughter is and he shakes his head when she almost kicks her shoe off but he’s so proud of her.

And then the show is over and Loid gives Anya The Performer a bouquet of roses and they take a million more pictures and no one is thinking about missions or Stellas.

(There isn’t a Stella for first grade dancing, so Patricia’s kid didn’t get one either. Ha.)

((Later Yor asks Loid to maybe step back at the next recital and not get into a big thing with the dance moms, he gets too stressed.))

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Bruce has come back from the time stream, and he has never been more disappointed in Tim than right now.

He was brought back by the Justice League, and when he finally got back to Gotham, Tim was nowhere to be found.

Tim hadn't even tried to bring him back.

In fact, Tim had abandoned the hero scene altogether.

Tim. The boy who had sworn that the only way he'd leave the caped life was if he was dead.

Dick is being tight lipped and refusing to say anything on the matter.

Damian clearly knows what's going on but, oddly, refuses to say anything either.

Oracle completely ignores Bruce when he asks, at one point just pretending like he wasn't talking at all.

Cass, however, isn't putting any effort into pretending he isn't asking and is instead completely avoiding him.

Alfred seems to be in the same boat as him, deliberately kept in the dark.

There has to be some sort of reason for it, and Bruce is certain that it's the same reason for all of the avoidance, lies, and Tim's disappearance.

So, against everyone's wishes, he investigates.

Tim isn't in the Manor. Tim isn't in any of his safehouses.

Tim is, in fact, in one of...Jason's safehouses?

After covertly watching from a distance, Bruce discovers three things.

First; while Jason does not appear to be on good terms with Tim, he does view Tim as someone under his protection.

Second; Jason must be getting feedback from Oracle, because Red Hood always finds Batman in five minutes or less when he starts a stake out on Tim.

Third; There are babies in that safehouse. Not toddlers; babies.

He saw one of them through the reinforced window, floating a good two feet off the crib before a panicked and exhausted Tim had snatched it out of the air.

Tim...what has Tim done?

Bruce had heard from Clark that Tim had tried to clone Kon, but had he actually done it?

~~~~~~

While raiding Ra's bases and preparing them to blow, Tim stumbled across three babies. Triplets.

Triplets with superpowers.

Triplets that he knows, beyond the shadow of a doubt, Ra's will find again even if he buries them in the Foster system.

Plus, he's heard the horror stories of vulnerable metas fed to the Foster system at a young age.

So.

Okay.

He'll raise them himself.

He's Tim Drake, the kid that blackmailed Batman into taking him on as Robin; raising a few kids can't be that hard. He'll just take care of them during the day, nap when they do, and go do hero stuff at night.

He reaches out to the one person even Ra's would never expect him to willingly work with.

He reaches out to Red Hood.

He hires Red Hood as a bodyguard. It's a purely professional relationship.

Red Hood sets him up in the best safehouse he's got; soundproof, lead-lined walls, hidden weapon caches, the works.

Dick, Damian, and Jason himself think that Tim actually did succeed in cloning Superboy and is taking responsibility for raising the kids.

Damian may not like Drake, but he's snuck into the safehouse and met the triplets, and he may or may not be a little infatuated with them. So he'll keep the secret for them.

Dick and Jason feel like Tim is taking on too many responsibilities, and think he's clearly hiding from the Supers in that safehouse.

Oracle gets her information from Cass, who is the only one who knows the full story.

Tim, meanwhile, is learning that children are exhausting, Cass is an amazing babysitter (as is Damian, but Damian if fickle and Tim has to pretend like he doesn't know when Damian is there), and hasn't had any time, at all, to go out and do heroing stuff.

He has so much fucking empathy for Anita, right now.

He's been so involved with the triplets that he's missed key events like; Bruce coming back from the timestream, Kon and Bart coming back to life, Ra's declaring Tim his One True Heir officially, and a throuple of mad scientist super villains dropping onto the scene and making a stir.

Or; Danny, Dani, and Dan got caught by the GIW, forced into their cores, and then stolen by a league of assassins, of all things. So naturally they put a rush on getting out of their cores, because, see, assassins, but they came out way before they had enough ecto to form their actual ages. They came out as babies. Babies that were promptly treated as treasures by some creepy cult assassin man. Babies that were stolen by that assassin man's...rival? Detective? They weren't sure. But they were taken by him. And now they're being raised in a very ecto-rich city, just waiting for the day they have enough ecto to go back to their normal age. Meanwhile, Jack, Vlad, and Maddie Fenton are some of the scariest supervillains the Justice League has ever faced, and no one knows why they keep targeting US government facilities. Bart, Kon, and Cassie are lowkey convinced that Tim is dead. Constantine has a new assistant who forced herself into the position, and Jasmine Fenton is deadset on learning everything he knows to find her siblings. Booster Gold has run into two new time police, but he has no idea which future they work for; a goth teenager and a techy nerdy teenagers that wear clock amulets and keep disappearing into green portals.