A continuation of:
It’s been four months since his parents were last home. About a month since he ran out of food. Three days ago the water faucets stopped working. Good news! His parents should be home soon! They promised they’d be home for his birthday! It’s his birthday tomorrow so his parents must be home soon! Until then he’ll wait in his safe spot. Years ago he had found a hollowed out section of wall in his closet. He can hear everything in the house from that spot. It’s also the warmest spot in the house. Especially when he moves the boxes to block the draft from entering his little budding spot. With the heater broken durning the unusually cold weather, the isolation of the walls keep his little hiddy hole warm. With nothing else to distract himself from his thirst and hunger, he might as well take a nap until his parents return home.
When Tim wakes up he’s face to face with his own body. Fear and confusion runs through him. What is he going to do when his parents get home?
He fazes through everything instead of touching it. At least he doesn’t feel hungry any more.
It’s another two months before his parents return home. With that time was able to practice picking things up and interact with the tangible world. If he didn’t know he was dead he would think he was still apart of the living.
After helping his parents unpack the first thing he says is “I died while you where away”
“Don’t be ridiculous Timothy you’re just fine. Obviously you’re standing right here” his mother responds
“No im a ghost!” Tim insisted
“There’s no such thing as ghost sport cease this game at once” his father answers
“No really my body is in my closet!”
The family argues back and forth for a bit which Jack and Janet believing Tim to be playing a game. They angrily look in his closet only to not see his body. After all it’s in the hidden hiddy hole in the very back behind some of the boxes. His parents leave before time could move the boxes out of the way. His body is certainly worse for wear. Areas have puffed up in some spots while other areas of flesh has melted away. When he first woke up after dieing his body only looked like it was asleep, now it looks like it belongs in a zombie movie.
Jack and Janet are disappointed that Tim hasn’t grown any, he makes a shrimp ten year old. Tim has stopped insisting that he’s dead. The creative punishment his parents dish out has long made him stop wanting to prove his death.
Tim still checks on what’s left of his body, it’s mostly bone now, but it’s proof he’s not crazy and that he really did die. He watched as his flesh slowly rotted away.
He’s made friends with the Waynes, they think he’s a normal human boy, all be it a bit small. He learns that other undead creatures exist, as well as other hunting beings. Jason is another undead, though he got to keep his original body. He was murdered by a clown about a year after Bruce took him in. No one has seen the clown since then though. Tim suspects that the clown may have been one of the goul’s first meals that the werbat provided. That would explain why Jason was so quick to forgive Bruce and why the clown hasn’t been seen again.
Jason brings a lot of raw meat for his school lunches, usually beef or lamb. Though recently it’s been a lot more lamb than cow, Tim wonders why that’s the case.
One day Jason drags Tim back to Wayne manor under the guise of studying for their upcoming test together. Tim was quick to bond with the rest of the family. He’s felt more at home here than he’s ever felt back in drake manner. It doesn’t take long until Tim becomes a regular guest at Wayne manor.
Even though he doesn’t need to eat, Tim never turns down a meal. In fact, he’s almost always snacking on something. Even on those cardboard cookies no one likes. Well it might be more accurate to say he doesn’t physically need to eat. He gets anxious if he hasn’t had any thing to eat for a while. It’s nice of the Wayne’s to bring him all these extra snacks though!
Tim is a regular fixture in Wayne manor. After finding out how often his parents are away they insisted that he’d stay with them.
This brings us to the current problem. Cass needs to cast a protection charm on the manner, a ward agent an evil cult. Unfortunately there’s one ingredient that Cass can’t get her hands on.
“A bone of an unburied one freely given.”
What this means is that she needs a bone of someone who hasn’t had a funeral, which means she can’t just buy one off of a donated body. Stupid old spells with stupid specific unwritten rules that make more sense or the time period it was written in and not modern day. She also can’t look for lost hikers in the woods because they can’t give consent to being in the spell.
But Tim could help! He’s never had a funeral, and he’s here to give his consent for using his bones! It’s a win win!
While the older Wayne’s were trying to figure out how the spell would work with some from if substitute Tim convinces Jason to come help him get something from his bedroom back in drake manor.
“So what are we grabbing baby bird?” Jason asks Tim
“You’ll see when we get there” Tim replies. He’s learned that he can’t convince people he’s dead. He learned that the hard way.
“Okay okay but why am I bringing a box again?”
“My boxes are all stained”
Tim brings Jason to his closet where he moves those old boxes out of the way.
“Baby bird what is this?” Jason asks a little freak out about the skeleton in the closet.
“The missing ingredient for cass’s spell!” Tim answers cheerfully.
“Tim, we can’t use this with out their permission, why do you have a corps in your closet?” Jason is freaking out that there’s a dead person in the baby bird’s closet and he doesn’t know how it got there.
“No im giving you permission to use it!”
“Tim you can’t give permission for someone else’s body”
“No! Jason you don’t understand! I’m giving you permission to use it!” Tim has frustration tears in his eyes.
That’s how Jason found out that his baby bird was dead, be the looks of it he’s been dead for a while.
“Now help me bring it to Cass?”
Bruce yelled at Tim a little too much on patrol but he doesn’t really know how to say sorry cause what Tim did was super dangerous but he still shouldn’t have yelled so much
Bruce slowly and awkwardly opens Tim’s bedroom door to see the teenager (?) angrily typing away on his computer
Instead of trying to explain himself or fail a stunted apology, Bruce leaves a bowl of Tim’s favorite fruit all cut up and a steaming cup of Alfred’s tea that he made (begged) the butler make
And under the cup of tea is a sticky note with a small heart
The next day Bruce knows things are all good between them cause Tim bumps against his shoulder lightly as they pass each other in the hallway
Dick: hey, B? Bruce: yeah? Dick: do you think Alfred would tell you if he was getting too old to drive? Bruce: *snorts* I went driving with him the other day Jason: and how did it go? Bruce: *remembering the drifting and spins Alfred did while smirking at Bruce’s terror* I think he’ll be doing burnouts over our graves
Ghost Jason and Dickiebird - featuring ghost!jason vs. hallucination!jason, the power of chilidogs, and dick confronting the robins about their secret meeting.
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As Bruce grows older into his 50's or 60's the paparazzi and people crowding him becomes less and he thinks that people have finally decided that Bruce is too old to be attractive or mainstream and he's actually super fine with it and makes jokes( more like sarcastic remarks) about it. But in reality they've grown more freaky cause instead of looking wrinkly and a sappy old man the level of cunt he serves grows everyday,he doesn't look like a snack he looks like a buffet, 13 year olds are using his pics as the cover pages of their mafia wattpad stories, he looks majestic, absolute dilf, we don't talk about the amount of tags he's birthed just by ageing on ao3, and hes still an absolute UNIT, the reason he's not heard about it yet cause the batkids are blocking the shit OUT with all of their will and strength cause it doesn't matter if all of them are full grown adults they're still all like-THATSMYDADGETAWAYFROMHIMHEDOESN'THAVETIMEFORYOUHESBUSYBEINGOURDAD
In which Jason is reconnecting with the bats and is forced to go to mandatory bonding sessions every week with each bat, one on one. Things like Dick forcing them to learn stunts, Damian dragging him to art lessons, just them making him do what they find interesting.
Then he reaches Tim’s day, and they meet at like a coffee place or something, and he's just kind of like:
Jason, awkwardly: "Soo, what do you like?"
Tim, just as awkward: "Uh, I listen to music a lot.."
Jason: "Yeah, same. I love Pierce the Ve-"
Tim: "P-Pierce the Veil? I LOVE Pierce the Veil!"
So, they initially create a Spotify playlist together, chill while listening to or talking about music and bands. They eventually decide to take guitar lessons together. Tim on lead guitar and Jason on chords, because his hands are too fucked up to have his fingers move that quickly with that much precision.
They start learning how to play their favorite songs and make a YouTube channel, posting covers of Pierce the Veil, Set It Off, Get Scared, occasionally Lorna Shore and Escape the Fate, etc.
They start to gain a steady stream of fans and start writing their own music to post, all on their set bonding day. Jason even starts cancelling other bats’ days to hang out with Tim to write music and fuck around at skate parks or something. They get gigs and whatever and have tons of fun.
The bats don't know about all this until they're sent a random location and time without explanation in the group chat. They gear up for a steak out or patrol or ambush or something and walk into this raggedy club about 10 minutes after the time to surveillance their surroundings.
They walk in to see Tim and Jason jumping around on stage in their punk outfits and spiked hair like a bunch of lunatics, Roy on drums behind them and they're screaming their hearts out while a mosh pit forms in the crowd.
They are very jealous that Tim has had such a great outcome from his set bonding day and try to create the same results. They do not try to connect with Jason’s interests, and instead push him more into their activities.
Jason does not like this, and ends up cancelling his bonding days. He and Tim get a shitty apartment together and rent out a studio for their music, and Tim is declared Jason’s favorite bat.
The others (mainly Dick) wallow in sadness at every Instagram post or dumb TikTok they make, and Tim and Jason are just having the time of their lives.
Hey y’all I need some gifs preferably about Tim drake angst and the Batman kinda realizing that they fucked this kid up if you got some lmk also this is like my first time using tumblr so no clue if it doing it right
I think we all headcanon Bruce Wayne and Oliver Queen going to boarding school together but what if Lex Luthor went there as well…and they were friends. Like bestfriends. The kind of friend you talk to even after you graduate.
The JL undercover at one of lex’s galas to get some info on an evil plan he’s been cooking up:
Clark: can somebody cause a distraction while I go get the files?
Bruce:…..Oliver?
Oliver: no
Bruce: please?
Oliver: *sigh* fine.
Bruce: yes!!
Clark:…what’s happening?
Bruce with Ollie walking up to lex: if it isn’t my favorite ginger!!
Oliver: you can’t say that Bruce. He’s not a ginger anymore, he’s bald.
Lex visibly done with their bs: at least I assume it. What are you whores up to nowadays, adopting 10 kids per week?
Oliver pointing at Bruce: that’s him, not me.
Bruce: at least I don’t make one, on purpose might I add, and then proceed to ignore his existence.
Lex: you got me there Brucie. But I still can’t believe only one of your kids is biologically yours considering how big of a slut you are.
Bruce: it’s not that bad.
Oliver: you literally slept with Superman.
Lex who did not know that:…you slept with Superman…and didn’t invite me!?
Bruce: what
Oliver: what
Clark over comms: what
save a horse (the sequel) 🐎
Okay I JUST realized I never posted these on here—- BUT BASICALLY, about a year and a half ago I started doing these experimental black hairstyle posts that were threads long on Twitter, to give artists a source of inspo for their black ocs whose hair they wanted to try something new with! There’s more to black hair than just the selected styles portrayed in media, and I thought it would be fun to show people how much texture, shape, fades, length, and style can be combined when drawing black hair—-cause it’s a kind of manipulation our hair can do irl! The OG posts were lost with the hacking of my original Twitter account (@/bagels_donuts) but I’ve since reuploaded the whole thread to my new Twitter (@/ItsDonutsFR)! I hope artists on tumblr find these useful, sorry it took me so long to post them here😭🙏🏾 I’ll upload them all in parts!
Part 1: Long masc hairstyles + playing with fades
as someone who once had a single parent who was dating i kind of imagine dick having some interactions with clark after he starts dating bruce that go something like this
bruce: so dick, as you know clark and i are dating
dick: *silent glare*
bruce: we wanted to talk to you today becaues we wanted to see if you would be okay with clark staying here sometimes *bruce & clark are sweating bullets*
dick: no.
bruce: no? *clark looks like he's going to cry*
dick: no. last time he was here he ate the stash of animal crackers i had in the cave.
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*bruce & clark coming back from a date but the batcave entrance won't open. tries to go into the manor entrance but the door is locked and the key won't work. no overrides work. alfred isn't answering. finally dick answers the phone.*
dick: what.
bruce: can you let us in chum? it's getting kind of cold out here.
dick: only if he leaves.
bruce: come on dick, it's late and clark is supposed to spend the weekend here with us.
dick: no. he's not allowed.
*clark flies them up and gets in through the window of bruce's bedroom*
dick: i told you he wasn't allowed.
*cue shrieking from bruce & clark who were not expecting dick to be sitting on the bed*
(based on an interaction i had with my dad's gf when i was like nine, i would try to lock her out of the house...)
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dick: hey, i'm home! look what i did at school tod---
*bruce & clark kissing in the kitchen, pull apart so fast clark hits his head on a cabinet*
dick: you desrved that, you're so gross and i hate you.