#tim highschool dropout drake

[theredcuyo]

May just be me but

Jason who got found by his family when he resurrected somehow and finished his lit degree and then went for another in childhood education just so he can 'legally' have a school in crime alley that's more of a safe space for kids to hide into than an actual school

And he teaches them normal subjects cause he has too but also self defense, and street knowledge, and what medicines can help out when they're sick and don't have money to go to the doctor or don't want to, and how to know when food is still edible, and what are the red flags for a foster home, and how to pick locks, and how to punch any clown they see in the face, and cooking and how to manage money-

And he always "stays late" at the school so the kids have a place to run to if they need to in the middle of the night

And he may not be a full time vigilante anymore but the kids always arrive safely at home and don't even notice the shadow following them

Bruce is so proud of him, but the downfall to that is being the "perfect son who did finish school" for the public and having to appear at events and shit

[ew-selfish-art]

Dp x Dc AU: Tucker gets hired by the JL to work on the Watchtower’s cybersecurity... He might have a few friends visit. 

Batman looked over the application for visitors presented to him by Dr. Foley, who was nervously wringing his hands but seemed excited to talk about his two close associates, and it appeared that everything was in order for the pair to be allotted a short visitation time slot. 

The paperwork was established by Batman himself after all, needing a way to permit non-members (His Children) to visit him at his office in the watchtower. Looking over Dr. Foley’s application, the invites to Dr. D. Fenton and Dr. S. Manson seemed to be somewhat warranted.

Dr. Fenton is a well known astrophysicist and Dr. Foley had been upping the security to reflect more complex physics models as the ‘lock’ mechanism for access to Watchtower servers. Dr. Manson was a more controversial figure in social justice but a biochemist to rival Dr. Pamela Isley, not to mention she was someone Bruce Wayne had met a number of times and not completely hated (though he was sure she hated him and everyone else in the gala). She was a fan favorite guest by his children and a great advocate for animal and human rights. 

Batman approves the application, allowing their visitation for a few hours at a time once a week until the completion of Dr. Foley’s project. 

He doesn’t hear much from it, nor from Dr. Foley, but things start to come down the rumor grapevine that the two guests were more than they seemed. Red Robin was the first to comment on it to him, and as practical and efficient Tim could be, there was a look of chaos in his smile as he discussed the two additional PhDs. He was stingy on details and that always meant something bad for Bruce’s mental health. A few others asked a few questions as to who exactly the pair were visiting, and Cyborg commented that they weren’t really doing too much to assist Dr. Foley. 

Batman decides to intervene and meet these two for himself when he hears Constantine complain (not that the man wasn’t always complaining about something) about the two new magic users being way too OP for normal humans. 

This is how the JL gets to become allied with Ghost King Phantom and Thorn (not Poison Ivy pt.2 as Robin insisted). Turns out they weren’t sure if the JL could be trusted with interdimensional politics, so Tucker spent the last two years gaining their trust to let Danny and Sam up here to ‘check the place out’ before they committed to becoming members. 

Batman doesn’t even get to raise alarms at the espionage of it all because Red Robin has already programed their new badges and welcomed them on with open arms and a project to take down the LOA’s Lazarus Pits “safely”.

[hanihazeljade]

Tim Drake as a Rogue "Ursula"

Ursula is known as the sea witch who grants wishes to mers who is desperate enough to ask her to grant their wishes. Ursula is often portray as a mean and bitter octopus who hold grudge to her dearest brother.

And who is more fit to become the Ursula of Gotham City than the Mad Bat himself, Tim Drake.

(CW: Cursing, Disney Plot)

Next - Ursula 2

Tim doesn't want to come back as a vigilante. He rather be a dropped out high school that found a 9-5 job as he was subbing for Bruce as he recuperate on his travels in time.

He finished his job. He is not Robin anymore and he will never go back at being Robin, so that he could be tossed out once he was no longer needed.

He doesn't even want to be associated with the bats and it's colleagues but he can never ignore the pleads of the people of Gotham. Especially, the one who is "desperates", that people who have nobody that believes in them.

So, therefore, he weave a new persona. The one who everyone avoids until they used up all of their choices. The one that is supposed to be left alone, or else you are risking yourself to the cruel contracts.

He became Ursula of Gotham. With his already pale skin, he can easily stain his skin with a sheen shade of blue and he acquired a white human hair wig that he tied in an elaborate ponytail. And of course, you cannot forgot the blood red lips. And knowing some ancient curses is handy and one of the advantages he had for having archaeologists.

Tim is having fun being Ursula. Seeing the vulnerable souls come to him and he gave them adequate contracts while those who tried to manipulate him, let's just say that they got what is equivalent of turning into a sea foam.

Ursula, the wicked witch— what the others dubbed him, has a permanent residence in the Tricorner Island. Many will tell him that he is being an idiot as it was the island that also residence the Gotham City Police Department, but you know what they said, the most dangerous place is where the safety exactly is .

As months pass by, he was establishing himself as the largest shareholder of Wayne Enterprise and putting the fear of him among the WE board. It was a hard feat as some old fossils tried to question his credibility but he quickly shut those down. He understand them as he was just nothing but a dropout highschool student and was employed through nepotism. But with his knowledge on how to fuck with Lex Luthor payed off as he can very much see the fear on those old cunts every time he bring up their bullshit plans for the Wayne Enterprise.

And also in the works of establishing the wicked witch of Tricorner Island, but even with the GCPD in his tail, he was doing nothing illegal, except for some murders here and there — not like the bats will care, he is a rogue not a vigilante, he was now one of the established not to fucked with together with Black Mask, Maroni and Falcone.

Of course he is not going unnoticed by the big bad bat himself. He was doing his own deals when suddenly his door got blown up by the Batman the Second and Robin with swords. He was in the middle of keeping the poor lady on signing her contract.

"I am sorry, young Aisha. It seems like the big old bat has something to say to me, come back tomorrow." Tim, or rather Ursula, said as his piercing blue eyes gazed to the pair. He can see the Batman shivered a little bit in his glare.

As the young lady, was now out of the premises, he looks at the pair with degrading look like how Ursula looks at everyone else.

"Well, pray tell, big bat and brat, how could this poor thing could help you." he rolled his eyes.

"What is your deal?"

Ursula gasped, "I am just trying to help some poor unfortunate souls. I am doing a great charity, I believe."

"Cut the flowery words, Ursula. We don't believe in every single words you've said."

"Well, have I done anything wrong? I am just helping."

"Helping but most of your clients disappear, like a sea foam."

Ursula chuckled, "Now, you are coining a little bit too much to Disney. I am nothing but a human, not even a meta."

"Then how— Robin!" Batman was supposed to further the interrogation but the Robin beside him suddenly shank Ursula, clearly his patience run out.

Ursula grabbed the nearest thing and coincidentally, it was a broom. But still, a wooden broom has nothing compare to the steel swords of the brat. So Ursula, did as any regular people would do and grabbed the kid's hood and spray him with pepper spray that he grabbed somewhere.

He released the kid after knowing that brat inhale too much as he start to coughed so bad. He sighed heavily, "This is why Gotham has so much desperate souls, the knight that was supposed to be protecting us was accompanied by a violent demon. The previous one was more tolerable than any of you." he said and aimed the pepper spray towards Batman, "Leave."

"We are not done, Ursula." Batman said as he carried the coughing Robin out of his residence.

Ursula smirked, "It seems like Batman doesn't recognise who Ursula is."

[leoleolovesdc]

“Blah blah blah Tim Drake is sleep deprived” we’ve all heard it, but this man is a highschool dropout who’s job is to sit at WE and look pretty (no he isn’t a CEO, idk where any of you took that from), making his only responsibility the Being A Vigilante bit. However, I present to you Duke Thomas and Damian Wayne are sleep deprived, bc hear me out they are the only ones who have stuff to do both at day AND night time.

Bruce is rich, he doesn’t have a real job, same goes for Tim, Jason doesn’t have any job at all, Cass doesn’t even have a birth certificate, Steph seemingly dropped out of uni, etc.

None of them do anything besides vigilantism, but Damian has school during the day and Robin at night, Duke has school at night and Signal during the day, those mfs do NOT have time to sleep.

[the-arkhamwolf]

"Gotham would be so much safer if we got rid of everyone with a degree"~highschool dropout Tim Drake

[call-me-strega]

Okay but I need to know everyone’s responses.

These are based on their public persona’s right? Who has the public decided is the most fuckable or the most hubby material?!

Is it Teenage dirtbag Heartthrob turned Cop/Gymnastics instructor, Dick Grayson?!

Or maybe highschool dropout skater boy made CEO of a Major Conglomerate, Tim Drake?!

Whatever the heck Jason’s civilian identity is?! Is Jason still legally dead?! Publicly a Crime-lord?! A charity/non-profit worker?!

I have to know what they think of their friend civilian personas!

We have the justice league playing fuck marry kill without knowing batmans bruce

but

what about their children

all the teens and young adults in one room drinking and playing F.M.K as a party game

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Beast boy: Lets play fuck marry kill

A bunch of drunk kids agreeing

Wally: Lets go famous, i say we start with Tim drake, Jason todd and Dick grayson

Sounds of three people choking on their drinks (we all know who it is)

Roy: The wayne kids?

Once more mutual agreement to play these three

Then each time a kid lists which brother they would fuck or marry that brother grows an alarming shade of red, everyone assumes its the alcohol.

[lowin]

Imagine people in Gotham, gossiping about Brucie Wayne’s kids and how they turned out to be.

First we have Richie, the little sweetheart that brought life to Wayne Manor, spoiled and with a brilliant future... now was just a college dropout turned cop, having left his life and future because he didn’t want to live the life his father had planned for him.

Then there’s Jason, the little rebel that was rescued from the lowest of Gotham to become the apple of his father’s eyes, top of the class and with a clear love for his education... just for it to be ripped from him when he was brutally murdered, or so they thought, until Jason emerged once again into the public light, as the new owner of the Iceberg Lounge, and the rumors started of his involvement with Black Mask and Red Hood, Gotham’s major mob bosses.

There’s also Timmy Drake, the poor little prince that lost his parents, cue to Brucie to step in and take upon himself to provide the little one with a family and love. Tim, who was known to be extremely smart, cunning and sensitive, and who drop out of highschool and became CEO of WE before turning eighteen.

When little Damian came into the picture, people thought he was going follow his father’s footsteps, being a young sweetheart and grow up to be a heartbreaker. Then the rumors started about him lashing out at the guests of his father’s galas, and his mission on turning Wayne Manor into an animal reservation. Not to mention his classmates parent’s complains about young Damian’s death threats to their families.

Cassandra was a mistery to everyone. Quiet and not at all fond of making public appereances, the only thing the public knew about her was that she was homeschooled, and that Brucie wasn’t able to deny anything she asked for.

The newest addition, young Duke Thomas, seemed to be the closest to a normal person in that family, but as the Waynes were known to be Gotham’s own Kardashians, who knew how the poor lad was going to end up. At this rate, people feared he was going to be the one that turned into a cape.

[gaddaboutgriffon]

You know this would be a fun opportunity to introduce a ghost who’s obsession is education and have him be good friends with Ghost Writer. Runs Poindexter’s school in the ghost zone. And absolutely be furious that a kid as bright as Tim dropped out of highschool.

Could even make the A plot that ghost is kidnapping school dropouts and taking them to an abandoned school he sets up as a haunt to “Tutor” them. Danny of course accidentally caused the whole situation by blabbing to ghost writer in a fight not long after meeting Tim that young Mr Drake dropped out to run Wayne enterprise, and Ghost Writer told his frequent library visitor friend. Anyway Danny coming to fight this new ghost and rescue tge kidnapped dropouts is how Tim really learns why Danny can fight so well.

So, question to the fandom. Is there already a ghost that would fit this role, Or should we just make one up? And of course, how would you flesh out the prompt? @arzuera @azulhood @bianca-hooks123 @bloggerspam @bluerosefox @confusedshades @chaos-bringer-13 @deadsetobsessions @dragonsrequiem @evilminji @flamingpudding @fightmebissh @ghostbsuter @hypewinter @help-itrappedmyself @hdgnj @im-totally-not-an-alien-2 @jedipirateking @kizzer55555 @mynameisjag @myreputatioooon @menolly5600 @ourrechte-blog @phantom-0-writer @puppetmaster13u @radiance1 @rboooks @starlightcat04 @starwrighter @stormikitty @sistertotheknowitall @virgamsysxvolumes @woodland-gremlin @zylev-blog @zeestarfishalien

Are you still taking prompts? If so, please consider the following. Danny gets summoned to Gothem by a cult who planned to sacrifice one of the batfam to him. What they were not expecting was for the Ghost King to appear, laying on the ground, curled up under a very warm looking blanket, 80% asleep as he mumbles, "where the fuck am I? Why would you summon me so late at night??"

That's hilarious.

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Tim hates cultists. They are in the top five of people he hates, beating out door to door evangelists by a slim margin. They were still under people who park their shopping cart diagonally across the aisle. The only reason they are lower on the list is because most cultists didn't learn how to tie a proper knot, but if he can't get free before the high summoner finishes his chant, cultist are going to find themselves moving up on his shit list.

The markings on the floor around Tim started to glow a vivid, toxic green. Freezing wind whipped in a frigid tornado and Tim shivered despite the insulation his Red Robin suit provided. Small ice crystals formed as the humidity in the air froze, the tiny snowflakes getting caught up in the wind, swirling and condensing I center of the circle. Right in front of Tim, and there was nothing he could do to stop whatever the cultists we're summoning from coming. Tim squeezed his eyes tight as a bright flash of white light illuminated the room. Everything stood still. The snowflakes hung in the air like crystals on a wire. At the center of the circle, arms reach from where Tim sat was a soft looking blanket.

The cultists shifted and whispered among themselves. Tim heard bits of hushed conversation, "Where's the ghost king?" "Did you do the spell right?" "Maybe he didn't like the sacrifice?"

Tim was only half listening, because the dark blue, star dotted blanket was moving. First, a gloved hand pushed out from the blanket and shifted it until Tim could see snow white hair, blue skin, and one eye, cracked open just enough for Tim to see the unusual tint of green. The green eyed man, boy? Creature? Looked at him intensely. Tim felt as if his very soul was being weighed.

Whatever this person saw in him must have satisfied him because he turned his attention to the cultists.

"You have a lot of nerve," He said sitting up and singling out the cult leader. "Summoning me this early in the morning to-- where even am I?" He asked, turning back to Tim.

"Gotham city." Tim said.

The beings eyes widened slightly and he turned back to the cult leader. "You summed me to fricking New Jersey in the middle of the night? You had better have a damned good reason."

The cult leader straighted under the attention and addressed the being. "I summoned you, Ghost King. I offer you the vigilante Red Robin as a sacrifice if you will assist in helping me to spread our message of redemption to the world."

The Ghost King floated up from where he had been sitting on the ground and hovered in the air, starry blanket draped over his shoulders like a cloak. "You summoned me to New Jersey," the ghost started, slowly, dangerously. "in the middle of the night during finals week to offer me a sacrifice that isn't yours to offer so I can help you take over the world?" As the ghost spoke the wind started picking up and the temperature dropped. Ice started to crawl across the floor in fractals. The lights flashed and sputtered and the shadows seemed to come alive. An eerie static could be heard , and the very air felt oppressive.

The cult leader was trying to stutter apologies or reasonings, but the ghost wasn't listening. He was advancing slowly, the lines of the sigil on the ground hissed and sputtered as the ghost crossed over them, their magic was as useful as a spiders web at containing the being. The ghost reached the cult leader who fell to his knees, begging and pleading. The being looked down at him, head tilted to the side.

"Boo!"

The cult leader screamed and fell to the ground. All the other cultists took that as their cue to scream and run for the exits.

The ghost didn't chase them, he just watched as they scattered like roaches. Once they were gone he turned his full attention onto him. Tim felt a thrill jolt down his spine as those unusual green eyes stared him down. "Let me help you out of that." He said, floating back over to him. Tim didn't flinch, but he held very still as the ghost phased the ropes off his wrists. "I'm sorry you got roped into my business, Robin, was it?"

"Red Robin." Tim said, stretching his arms out from where they had been stuck behind his back.

"I'm Phantom." The ghost said, offering Tim a hand up, which he accepted. "Is there anywhere around here a ghost can get a cup of coffee? I have a long day." Phantom said. Tim smiled at him.

"I think I know a place."