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Ghost boys!

Jason and Tim (Danny) brother bonding.

Art for my Dc xDP fan fiction Ghost of You on Ao3

Coming soon!

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The Bats are metas

It was to be expected with all the chemicals, radiation, magic and alien tech they’ve been exposed to and handled. It started off slowly. So slowly that Bruce himself didn’t even notice for the longest time. It’s not like they gained any flashy abilities to make it obvious and it can easily be explained as them just being good at their job. Of course it varies from bat to bat, but they share the same basic ones.

A general list of the Bats meta abilities:

- Slight enhanced strength, speed, agility, reflexes, and flexibility

- Slight enhanced senses

- Slight enhanced healing

- Better adapted night vision

- Faster mental processing

- Mild umbrakinesis - shadow manipulation

- Produces an aura - fear, hope, safety it depends on the situation and the bat

- Connections - not necessarily hive mind or mind reading. More like they get a feeling of the other’s emotions, if they are in danger, or injured. This also works with their teams and friends.

- Small fangs

- Sharper claw like nails

- Reflective eyes - like cats

It just seemed fitting that Gotham blessed her protectors after all.

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"Uma Thurman" with every second beat removed

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“Call Me Maybe” with every first beat removed

when I first started this blog five years ago, I had no idea what would come from it. I was just messing around, making silly music for myself! just stealing a meme from @paulsrockinpagoda and seeing what I could do with it!

a lot has happened since then - food crimes, mash-ups, meta posts, etc - and I’ve gotta say, I’m happy to be here! and I’m glad that I can still entertain (and/or consistently annoy) you all!

and in honor of So Claybe’s 5th bday, here’s the other half of it! enjoy!

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At a Wayne Galla

Vald Masters: Daniel?

Tim: I’m sorry, have we met before?

Vlad: I don’t know how you got in here Daniel but you’re coming with me.

Tim: Oh. No thank you. Stranger danger and all that.

Vlad flashes his red eyes getting irritated.

Vlad: Now you listen here you-

Brucie: Oh Vladdie! I see you meet my son Tim. He’s a great kid, just the sweetest boy.

Vlad: There seems to be some kind of confusion. I’m pretty sure this boy is actually my godson Daniel. I’ll make sure to take him off your hands, Mr. Wayne.

Brucie: Don’t be silly! This is Tim my missing son. And I’m so glad he’s back.

Tim: Glad to be back B. As much as I like Amity, it’s good to be back in Gotham.

Vlad:

Tim:

Brucie: Why don’t you go say hi to that nice friend of yours. Oh, and tell her that her dress is very nice. I love the color.

Tim: Oh yeah! I definitely will. See you later B!

Bruce watches Tim leave.

Bruce: If you so much as look at my son I’m going to release the evidence of Vlad. Co using illegal chemical and experiments.

Vlad:

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Sam: I can’t believe the fruit loop is here.

Tim: Don’t worry him to much. Vlad won’t do anything to me.

Sam, gives Tim a look.

Tim: Bruce just threatened his whole career.

Sam: I gotta hand it to you Danny. I like this guy more than your last parents.

Tim Danny: Yeah me too. I don’t know why I left.

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Damian, Tim, Duke and Steph all huddled together, not saying anything looking like they just witnessed the most horrific thing.

Bruce : So how was your day? I heard that you guys had a “sibling day”?

Dick, looking the most relaxed that he has in years.

Dick: Yeah, but I think I traumatized them.

Bruce: How so?

Jason also relaxed enough that he didn’t even make a slide comment about being in the manor.

Jason: They thought it was a good idea to go to a rage room.

Bruce: Ok. And I’m guessing you went a little overboard then Jaylad.

Jason: Maybe a little, but I stoped when the sprinklers went off.

Duke, still shaking, pointedly not looking at Dick.

Duke: I’ve never seen someone use a crowbar to make an unplugged tv explode.

Bruce: I’m sorry. Explode?

Damian: I’ve never seen Richard act like that. Almost manic.

Tim: I’ve never seen someone look so mad and I’ve been brainwashed by the Joker!

Bruce:

Jason, looking at Dick with a smile.

Jason: Same time next week.

Dick: You’re on. Let’s see how many printers we can break before they kick us out.

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Tim did not wake up in his bed. No, he woke up a dirty alley in the heart of Crime Alley.

Tim, hand pressed over his ear: Oracle, can you fill me in.

Silence. Not even static.

Tim looks down for the first time and notices he’s not in consume. He’s not Red Robin, but Tim Drake. And pointy does not have any of his equipment on him.

What the heck. He was pretty sure he was fighting the Penguin earlier. Had that bird knocked him out and strip him?

No. No, he’s in the same clothes he put on the morning before. The same clothes that he wore to that stupid W.E meeting.

Tim, muttering to himself as he slowly leaves the alley: Ok. Ok calm down Tim. You can figure this out.

He pats himself down, looking for his phone to call the cave. He finds it, noticeably cracked but still functional.

No signal.

Tim: Just my luck. Looks like I have to walk home.

When Tim gets to the entrance of the cave he finds it sealed shut. Like glued to the seems with concrete shut.

Ok. That’s ok. Tim’s siblings prank him all the time. This is nothing new. Just incredibly inconvenient.

Takes him an additional 20 minutes but he’s finally in the cave, thanks to one of the multiple entrances. Thank god for Bruce and his paranoia.

“As you can see here. Batman had a tool for pretty much anything and everything. “

Tim froze at the unknown voice in the cave. Sticking to the shadows he crept forward to peer inside without being seen.

The cave looked sterile. Velvet rope blocked off the Bat computer, and off to the side a table was out displaying case files and Bat-a-rings.

What the.

“And if you look over here, you can see what our hero’s wore to protect our great city.” The same voice drew Tim’s attention to the group of people in the middle of the room.

They looked like tourists. Cameras out, faces a mixer of intrigued excitement or boredom. They were fallowing a lady, presumably the tour guide, to there Jason’s memorial was.

Tim was quick to sneak into the back of the group and act like he was just another bored teenager. He had to figure out what was going on and if that meant touring his own house, so be it.

Tour guide: And here we are. The Robins. the boy, or girl, Wonders. Now there were a total of 5 robins, but Stephane Brown only hold the mantle for a short time. In order the Robins were first, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, and Damian Wayne.

This isn’t good. First some lady was giving a tour of the Batcave of all places and now she knows their names. And she just told about 20 people and god who knows how many more.

She knows.

She told.

Everyone knows.

Fuck.

Ok, maybe the bats went into hiding? That had to be what happened. But then why would they leave Tim? Did they think he was dead?

The tour went on. The guide went on and on about things that didn’t really matter or were completely inaccurate. Tim was trying not to freak out the longer it went on.

Finally the group went to the elevator, except the small 2 passenger elevator was replaced with one of those big ones that could hold a large group of people.

The manor proper was very much in the same state as the cave. Things were roped off while other items were displayed. It made his head hurt.

Tapping the shoulder of the guy next to him.

Tim: Hey, do you remember what the name of this place is?

Guy: Uh, yeah kid. Kinda hard with the cheesy name.

Tim: Which is? Sorry bad memory.

Guy: The Bat- Museum. Seriously kid. I know that this stuff is boring but you gotta learn your history. The Bats were good people.

Tim, trying not to show the panic at the perfect that he’s been hearing all day.

Tim: Yeah you’re right.

Thankfully the cave seemed to be the end of the tour as the guide lead them to the main foyer.

Tim in all his panic glory, ran out the doors the minute people were leaving.

Muttering a desperate plead to any god in the universe.

Tim: Please don’t be right. Please don’t be right. Please don’t be dead.

With all the stealth his shaking form could do, Tim makes his was around the Manor to the secluded privet cemetery.

Tim’s heart dropped in his chest. Even at a distance he could make out several graves in the once nearly empty lot.

Not bothering with the gate, Tim climbed and hosted himself over landing hard on the ground.

But he

Did

Not

Care.

Tears unwilling fell from his eyes as he read the names on the new graves.

His family’s names.

On sleek marble.

Dead.

Even Alfred had his own stone. Right next to Bruce, like he always did. Like he forever will do now.

Tim stared blankly at his own grave that was in the middle of Steph’s and Jason’s. The one he crawled out of. But not this time.

In loving memory of Timmothy Drake- Wayne

Beloved son, friend and hero.

“Reach for the stars chum.” - Bruce Wayne, adopted father

Tim fell to his knees, tears streaming down his face.

He failed.

He failed them.

Again.

He couldn’t protect his family a second time. What a worthless “hero” he was. He couldn’t even die right!

White light surrounded Tim’s crying form.

Phantom stood, tears still falling down his face.

With one last look at the graves around him, he flew up and away from Gotham.

Away from the city he failed.

Just like Amity.

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Damian and Jon get sent back in time to when Damian first joined Bruce.

Bruce: Clark please get here asap. And bring that son of yours.

Clark: Kon’s not my son, Bruce.

Bruce: Not Kon. He said he’s name is Jon.

Clark: Jon’s with me?

Bruce: Future time line stuff. Need to compare DNA to make sure their story lines up and that we don’t have a clone problem.

Clark: They?

Cut to 17 year old Damian Wayne and Jon Kent in a holding cell in the Bat cave singing Taylor Swifts Blank Space at the top of their lungs.

10 year old Damian: Stop this foolishness. Mother would not approve.

Damian (17): Just wait baby bat. You won’t care what she think in a few years.

Jon, laughing his butt off at the disgust and confusion under the carefully created mask of his best friend’s younger self.

Damian (10): I highly doubt that.

Teen Damian using every bit of mischief he learned from his older siblings: You wanna bet?

Teen Damian gives Jon a look. They then proceed to sing horribly off key.

Damian and Jon: WHEN I WAS. A YOUNG BOY. MY FATHER. TOOK ME INTO THE CITY. TO SEE A MARCHING BAND.

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Batfam head canon that the kids have their own secret language.

At first it was them teaching each other their native tongue but eventually turned into that weird switching to a different language mid sentence thing that happens when you’re multilingual.

Cue to Tim and Steph getting in trouble for sneaking out to patrol when they were benched cause they were talking about their plan in front of Bruce thinking he didn’t understand them. He did. He’s learned several languages, and his kids native tongue is not even half that.

To counteract that they started to kinda mesh things together. The sentence structure of Spanish, the tonal inflation of Mandarin, French and Romani words that mean exactly what they normally do and others that are completely different, the Greek alphabet for writing, ect. They even implemented Sign language to help convey complex emotions/ concepts.

Somehow, Jon found out and wanted in. Took a bit of convincing but Damian finally agreed to teach him. So now there’s also Kryptonian thrown into the mix as well.

Took Bruce about a month to figure out their secret language. He’s gonna let them have this though. Makes dealing with clones so much easier.

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This was originally gonna be an opening to a story I was working on but digital art it’s my strong suit 😅 maybe I’ll continue with it but idk.

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Solanglo fanart plus the reference I used.

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holy shit

I tested both and you're actually correct

HOW DO YOU EVEN FIND THIS OUT

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apollo and his toxic fanbase

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The anxious Boi 💜💜💜!

Peri's design inspired by @cubbihue

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I made a TikTok like this but with Dex. Honestly Legendary fits Scott, Preston and Dex so well. If I could animate I would so make an animatic with younger Butt Eeterz with Scott and Jason being the ending. If anyone wants to animate this please do! It would be sick as hell!

i can’t stop thinking of Legendary from Epic the musical as scott.

i can’t tell if it’s actually him or if it’s just because i was listening to the song and thinking about scott but i’ve already annoyed my friend about it

but him talking about his dad, then jason comes in? and him defending his mom?

i need to know if anyone else sees the vision or if i’m going insane.

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how strange it is to be loved.

how strange it is to be anything at all.

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Donnie No

@angelpuns