#< that one's for the masked vigilante clive

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i was digging through my old art and found a lot of layton stuff so here yall go

yeah i drew a lot of clive in dresses. i think he can pull them off pretty well tbh? anyways i draw a lot of clive if you cant tell

the person in the mask is clive as well. its an old au but basically he was a vigilante after getting out of prison? cant remember the exact details.

metal pipe strikes again. i love that thing

... i finished the first season of onk around this time;

you may recognize this from one of my first layton posts. this was a redraw of that one i believe.

oh and here's a cute doodle of that one miracle mask luke scene. he is a very squishable kid.

these next ones are early concept arts from a fangame that i may eventually make if i ever arse myself to. hngh programming i dont know you girlie.....

and lastly heres some clive and kat interaction because i think kat is very silly

( @cliveposting sorry for the tag merq but i saw you wanted more clive content? lolol )

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k, i'm alive. note to self, never attemp to use koikatsu on linux because wine will make it lag like hell. talking of this image where photoshop was heavily used (shotout to 2015!giuls that adored spamming textures on mmd renders!), those two adorable fellas are my gijinkas of trutv uk, terence turner (at the left) and sony crime channel, clive caesar shaw (at the right). the two are a pretty united couple of misfits that pretty much trust only in each other, for reasons. they have their issues ;w; and who are the ones on the back? still them. in one moment of my story, they gain the power of transform into older forms and work as masked magical vigilantes in tellyem. i tend to refer to those forms as colin and theodore, or fright and shiver, their vigilante names. it ends that colin and theodore end to become their default forms, but they can always revert to their original ones!

(the links bring to the channel pages on the ident gallery - my saviour for some specific uk channels i did humanize)

[halfbakedideas]

Tell Me Why The World Never Fights Fair

Desc.:

Welcome to the worst nightmare of all: reality! - Clive Barker

Or, Three vigilantes (Bruce, Jason and Tim) don’t have that great of a time. It gets better. It just takes a bit.

Notes:

Title from Home by Machine Gun Kelly. The original idea lacked the nightmare aspect and was a lot less Jason-friendly but I got talked out of doing that. I wanted to write pain and this is the result.

Fic:

It is barely past midday when Bruce’s phone buzzes from its spot in his pocket. He has just stepped inside his office at W.E. when he pulls it out to check the new notification

April 27th at 12:03 PM: 

New Entry (Titans’ Tower): JASON TODD.

The top-of-the-line W.E. phone slips from Bruce’s hand to crash onto the plush grey carpet at his feet. There had to be a glitch in the system. There had to be. There’s no way that the notification he had just received is actually true.

Jason is dead. Has been for years.

Feeling like someone has wrapped an iron band around his neck, Bruce takes a seat at his desk, logs into his computer and then into the backdoor program for the security feed of the Tower.

If Jason really is alive then this will confirm it.

Instead of footage of a very much alive Jason like he had been hoping for, the CEO of Wayne Enterprises is greeted by a wall of grainy static. From every single camera. The screen of his phone catches his eye, open on the access log for the Tower. It’s the second-most recent entry that catches him.

April 26th at 6PM:

New Entry (Titans’ Tower): TIM DRAKE.

There’s no logged exit time for Tim. Bruce’s heart leaps into his throat. The pieces begin to fall into place. Forming a terrifying picture. A picture that is threatening to forcibly expel his heart from his chest.

Bruce tries desperately to reconnect to the security cameras, with even more desperation than before. No luck.

With a sinking heart, the more realistic alternative hits him. It wasn’t actually Jason, it was the murderous Red Hood using a dead boy’s access code. Who had come for Tim’s head while the teenager was alone with any backup at least three hours away.

If he had been a crueller man, Bruce would have admitted defeat and turned his attention to the day’s work. He’s not a cruel man, especially when it comes to his child (still possibly children), so instead of pulling up work he opens his email account and sends off an email to his assistant informing her that he’ll be out of the office for the rest of the day.

With the pleasantries taken care of Bruce is free to leave, to fall into the role of Batman. He’s seated in the BatPlane going as fast as this particular vehicle can possibly go towards San Francisco within the hour.

Even at top speed, he won’t arrive at Titans’ Tower for nearly three hours.

Three hours…one hundred and eighty minutes in which the Red Hood could have slaughtered Tim.

XXX

Batman enters Titans’ Tower in an anxious flurry of midnight black cape and hurried but quiet footfalls.

No. No. No. Please don’t be dead. Please. He’s already lost one son. He can’t — won’t — be able to handle the death of another one.

Tim’s room is empty, as is the kitchen. The common room is certainly not empty. With his heart in his throat, Bruce flicked on the lights.

Black hair, lingering bits of baby fat that still clung to the cheeks, sickly pale skin. Even with the domino mask covering his eyes, there was no denying who this is: Tim.

Not only had Red Hood tracked down Tim across the country but the crime lord had murdered him in cold blood.

As Batman, Bruce has to be able to stomach even the most gruesome scenes. If he is not able to then there is absolutely no way he could do his duty as Gotham’s protector. But this particular scene is testing that control.

No more Robins is scrawled across the opposite wall in a loud blocky font.

Stepping closer, Bruce discovers that it’s not red paint on the wall. It’s blood. And whose blood has been seeping into the hardwood floor, staining it a dark cherry colour for the last half hour or so? Tim.

Red Hood had repositioned the fourteen-year-old’s body in a way that imitates how he would have fallen had the cause of death been a bomb.

XXX

Suddenly Bruce jolts upright with a gasp. He’s back in his bedroom at the manor. In pyjamas and socks instead of kevlar and armour.

It was just a dream. Just a dream. Just a dream.

If it had all just been a nightmare, Tim should (hopefully) be asleep in his room at Titans’ Tower.

A seed of panic embeds itself in Bruce’s chest at the possibility that might not be true. That same panic kicks him out of bed, from his room to head down to his study to access the security feeds from the Tower.

Panic has its iron grip around his throat as he logs into his backdoor access. Much like in his dream nightmare he is greeted by a wall of static from every camera.

Will Bruce arrive at Titans’ Tower only to find his son dead and his blood smeared across the wall as a deranged kind of ink to leave him a message?

Or will he arrive only to find Tim alive and well, fixing a problem with the security system?

He hopes with all of his soul that the second one is the one that is true. If it’s the other one Bruce isn’t sure what he will do.

Just as he is standing from his chair, fully intending on heading down to the Cave and flying off in the BatPlane, his phone that had been charging on the desk rings with an incoming call from an unknown number.

When Bruce accepts it, he discovers it is a video call. How does he discover that I hear you ask? Well, when it connected Bruce was graced with the face of a certain Crime Alley-based crime lord.

“What did you do to Robin?” Bruce demands, tone steely, before Jason — the Red Hood — could get a word in.

“Nothing I was planning to do!” Red Hood tells him. “Look, can we do this another time? There’s a baby bird here who needs your attention,” he says as he switches to the rear camera.

The anger still brewing inside Bruce disappears the instant that he realises who exactly it is curled up on the sofa under the blanket.

“He’s alive!” Red Hood adds before he can ask. “Well, existing on this planet: yes. Living: not so much,” he corrects himself.

“What do you mean?” Bruce asks.

“How much do you know about Timmy’s parents?” Red Hood asks instead.

Bruce’s brain blue-screens. Why is Red Hood, someone who can and (up until now it seems) wouldn’t hesitate to kill Tim is asking about the kid’s parents? Not only that but he had called him by a nickname.

“Why are you asking?” he finds himself saying instead.

“What is this? Twenty Questions? Just answer the damn question,” Red Hood — no this is Jason, no mass murdering crime lord would care about their supposed replacement like this — tells him.

“Not that much, the Drakes highly value their privacy. They are out of the country for most of the year-“

“-Always without Tim, didn’t that ever seem odd to you?” Jason butts in.

“I…no? Isn’t Tim being cared for by a nanny?” Bruce says, not liking where this conversation is going.

“You should double-check your damn information because apparently little Timmy hasn’t had a nanny since he was six,” he says. “You let him go back to an empty house for years,”

Bruce’s blood goes ice cold at that.

Jack had emailed him about a year ago to tell him about a nanny coming every day to check in with Tim. Had Jack been lying to him this whole time and he had what? Just accepted it and took it at face value.

“How do I know you’re not lying?”

“Because I’m not. The kid said it himself, whilst begging me to let him keep Robin I might add,” Jason says, “Which I’m not going to take from him,” he mutters, Bruce almost misses it.

“I had no clue that the nanny didn’t exist-“ Bruce tells his middle son.

“Well you should have, World’s Greatest Detective and all; I spoke to Tim for ten fucking minutes and the clues were all there,” Jason all but spits into the receiver. “But that conversation calls for more effort than I have right now and Tim needs you, so I don’t care how you get here just get here.” with that, he hangs up.

The fastest he can arrive at the Tower is three hours time. No, it isn’t. Not if he takes the zeta. Bruce is an idiot.

Pocketing his phone, he starts off at a near run down to the Cave.

“Master Bruce?” Alfred questions as Bruce passes him on the stairs.

“Time-sensitive matter, I’ll debrief you when I return,” he tells the butler over his shoulder as he continues down the stairs, not once stopping.

Not wasting time on changing into his uniform Bruce enters his destination into the system and steps into the zeta. He steps out into Titans’ Tower just as the system announces his code.

As soon as his feet hit the floor, Bruce takes off down the corridor towards the common room. Tim hasn’t moved, still curled up under the blanket while Jason sits on the opposite side of the sofa, his helmet on the floor. The latter looks up when Bruce enters the room and promptly (gently) pokes Tim.

“Hey, Timmy, B’s here,” Jason tells him.

The teen looks up at him at the mention of his name and suddenly launches into movement.

It is at that moment that Bruce is glad that he didn’t take the time to change into his uniform. A jumper and pants is infinitely more comfortable for hugging than the Batman uniform and armour. While the hug is unexpected, it is no less unwanted, especially from Tim, someone who rarely (if ever) initiates physical contact.

XXX

The three eventually end up going back to the manor. After Tim has gone up to his room to get some proper sleep, Bruce stops Jason before he can slip away and demands asks for a complete run-down of what had happened at the Tower.

By the time the two get up from the table an hour later not only has Jason given a full run-down (it wasn’t really a debrief) but they have made a plan to get Tim out of his parents’ care for good. And Alfred had made the eighteen-year-old promise to come to Sunday dinner.

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