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I love your art so much!!! I was just wondering how you draw Tim and Kon hair, I can't figure it out and you draw it so nice. Hope you have a wonderful day :)
Tried to break it down best I could
For kons hair, I usually do this:
1. Start with the S curl with the root around the center of the forehead line, and to make it look puffy I show the “underside” of the hair? I’m not sure how to describe it so I added a visual. They’re anime hair vents
2. The middle one is the longest bang, then I do a few smaller ones along the forehead line and where the hair meets his undercut.
3. The curls on the top of his head are usually grouped in sets of 3-4 big swishy waves going one direction, and then 1-2 more bunched up waves going the other, if that makes sense. It’s hard to get the volume right so it’s trial and error.
As for Tim I usually do this:
1. I start right at the center of the forehead line and draw like one bang that cuts through and usually falls on his eyes, and then the bang on the other side that you can see the underside of to show the puffiness of the bang.
2. I basically so some zigzag motion until he’s got like 3-4 big v shapes in his bangs, and usually draw a small line on top to show that it’s separate from the rest of his hair.
3. As for the back of his head, it’s sort of like a wolf cut but the top is very angled and grouped together and then separates into small waves towards the back of his neck.
Im sorry if that was confusing but hopefully the video helps a bit? I’ll try to take a diff Timelapse to maybe show u if u still want more insight into it! Hope this helps a bit tho!
But ty and i hope you have a good day too!
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Batclan and Catband (part 2)
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Dinner ended up a relatively calm affair, or as calm as it can be with the batclan and the cat catband in one place.
"Where is elle actually?" Selina asks, leaning on the table with a grin.
"With her aunty harley and pam," he answers, phone in hand. "They're bringing her over soon, tho."
Dick, sitting opposite of Danny, perks up at that. "Your daughter, right? How old is she?"
The teen practically glows at the question, proud and not far from showing it.
"Become 2 recently! A gremlin in sheep clothes, truly. She knows how to get what she wants, a habit learned from her glam glam." At the last words, he gives catwoman the stink eye, huffing when she laughs at him.
"I have been wondering, how old are you, danny? If you don't mind." Bruce has an easygoing smile on, but Danny knows that glint in his eyes.
"Also freshly turned 18."
Both Selina and Danny watch the other man carefully, one hiding her sharp stare, the other openly showing it.
"Isn't that a bit young to become a single parent?" The man asks in concern, no matter he should be with emotions, mother and son recognise the tone of worry and relax slightly.
"Her circumstances of appearing in our life is not much to be desired. However, we are very happy with her joining our little family at that time."
Danny speaks fondly, smiling as he recalls the moments. "Selina helped immensely when needed and didn't shy from showering the little gremlin in love"
While the batclan would have loved to continue the conversation, Alfred appeared with a gentle smile.
"Master Danny, there is a guest waiting patiently at the front door for you, I'm afraid she might just run off with no one watching." He gives a very amused look at the members of the table.
He shoots out of his chair, letting the butler lead him out and about.
Once the teen is gone, does Bruce straighten his form and look at selina.
"What about the mother? Is there anything—"
"I'll stop you right there, bat dear." She holds up her hand, giving a sharp smile.
"While I'd rather not talk behind Danny's back like this," she gives the table a look, noting that every member seems to be in their vigilante persona.
"Elle doesn't have a mother, I won't explain any details without Danny's consent, but this is more of a Kon-El situation."
(Bruce, in particular, doesn't like how that info makes everything else snap into place, and the final picture isn't much better.)
"Kon-El situation– isn't she a toddler??"
"Why would anyone go for danny??"
"Was it Lex Luthor–?!"
Their questions were silenced by the sound of tiny footsteps running to the door and swinging it open with no grace.
The tiny being runs around the table, peeks over it to see where a certain woman is located at and sprint to her lap.
The father of said being isn't far from her, making sure she doesn't trip nor fall. Alfred closes the doors and flawlessly slips next to Bruce, the amused smile very much still present.
"Glam glam!" The tiny girl squeals excited, getting pulled up and seated, just in sight of everyone else.
She is like a carbon copy of her father, minus the gender, but at the stares she becomes quite shy, very endearing.
Danny sits next to them, grin on his face and gesturing to the batclan.
"Wanna meet your uncles and aunts, elle darling?"
#dcxdp#dp x dc crossover#dpxdc#bruce x selina#elle is dannys daughter#and danny is selinas son#elle calls selina glam glam#bc of all her jewellery gleaming and shimmering#her glam glam is so pretty#there will be a part 3 btw#this was supposed to be one part only but whoops ig#part 2
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little fic about tim's love language being contingency plans
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The thing is, Tim has a way of attacking Kon’s problems like a puzzle. Like a riddle, waiting to be solved.
Tim’s plans also don’t involve much feeling, usually, even if the issue is purely an emotional one. While Tim is decent at listening and empathizing, at a certain point he always gets his Robin face on. A signal that, while he’s still certainly listening, there’s a chemical reaction in his brain, completely out of his control, that activates his detective skills. His problem-solving skills.
It has taken Kon a combined two lifetimes, four years, five collective identities, and two–maybe three?–timelines, but Kon has finally gotten Tim to at least ask before starting to strategize. But lately, Tim has undergone some personal growth, and Kon is starting to wonder if, perhaps, he has learned to not even ask. To instead, politely wait for a signal – a sign, an invitation, even– that said advice is actually wanted.
Kon would like to take the credit for training him, he really would. But he has a feeling he’s only one of many factors.
Today, Kon is sitting face-down on Tim’s bed. Krypto sits on top of Kon’s back, the world’s most powerful emotional support dog pinning him in place. Preventing him, more like, from leaving before he's gotten all his complicated, messy, unwanted feelings out. Also preventing him from looking up at his boyfriend before Kon is done feelings-dumping, because otherwise Kon just won't finish talking, and it will go unsaid.
So Kon can’t see it; he can't see the detective face for himself. Can’t verify, for sure, absolutely, 100%, that TIm’s detective face is on.
But he knows it’s there.
He’s just spent half an hour talking about his latest identity crisis. Of course Tim’s detective face is on. It’s probably been on since minute two.
However, Tim is also running his fingers through Kon’s hair, and making the occasional appropriate comment, always generous and rational and kind, always active listening, and– listen, Kon isn’t immune to the soft victim support voice. He’s definitely not immune to the Robin leader voice, but the softer, empathetic, gentle one Tim uses with people who need help? And when it bleeds in so subtly into his regular speaking voice that it’s not immediately obvious that’s where he pulling it from?
Incredible. Show-stopping. Kon could listen to it all day, if he wasn’t the one monopolizing the conversation by info-dumping all his problems.
Finally though, he finishes the garbled, soft, self-deprecating speech about how he’ll never be completely free of Lex’s braingook (yes, that is the scientific name for it, thank-you-very-much) and how that means he’s always going to have a chip on his shoulder until Lex dies and even then Kon’s going to have to worry about some secret chip in his brain that transfers Lex’s consciousness to his or what-the-fuck-ever.
He can hear the comment Tim wants to make. The unspoken, soft little, 'You know, we could probably test you for that... A chip would definitely show up on an MRI...'
Instead, Tim only pauses the briefest, softest moment. “...That must be really stressful for you, worrying about that.”
Kon looks up, just a little. Sees Tim’s best poker face.
Then sighs, and bids the victim comfort voice goodbye. “Okay, I give in,” he says, and moves to cross his arms in Tim’s lap instead. Krypto lets out an annoyed little huff at being jostled from Kon's back, but he soon hops off Kon’s back and moves to lay at his side instead. Kon rubs him behind the ears, Krypto butts his head against his hand, and all is well again. “C’mon, out with it.”
“Hm? Out with what?” Tim asks, still in the same plaintive tone. “What do you mean?”
“Relax, you can stop the sympathy. I know you want to start strategizing how to solve all my problems,” Kon says, and leans up in what he hopes is a very kissable position, because he really wants one. “You’ve suffered enough, I know you’ve already thought through eighteen different plans.”
Tim lets out a shuddering breath, immediately sagging his shoulders. “Thank you,” he says, sounding exhausted. Distracted, and clearly already thinking of how to phrase his plans, he meets Kon halfway for a kiss. It's even a proper kiss, soft and sweet, and it really does make Kon feel better. Then, to his surprise, Tim also presses a more tender one just between his brows. “I really do empathize, though. Just so you know. This isn’t me not empathizing. But I mean, if you're giving me explicit permission it's not like I haven't been starting to think about how we could test for these and help you stop worrying about them-”
Kon shakes his head, fond and sweet. “I know. Your love language is solving people’s problems for them, I've accepted this about you."
Tim looks the tiniest bit offended. "I- that's not a love language."
"It is for you," Kon says. Then, he grins, looking up at his boyfriend through his lashes. "So come on. If it's your love language... Show me you love me.”
Tim’s cheeks bloom red. But he smiles instead of shying away, then runs his fingers through Kon’s hair again, gentle and sweet. “Get comfortable then, because I’ve got a lot of- love to show. To finish the metaphor, I mean. There’s only five so far, but number three is kind of complicated, you're going to want to take notes, but I could summarize it again for you afterwards, when you're less cozy-”
Yeah, Kon thinks. There’s no denying how much Tim loves him. He might be a strategist at heart, but Tim also wouldn’t make immediate contingency plans for just anyone, either.
Kon curls up on Tim’s lap soon after, with Krypto snuggled up onto his chest. As long as Tim keeps stroking his hair, Kon doesn’t mind the clinical approach to his problems. It’s nice to have a boyfriend who can both meet him where he’s at, and say what he really feels. Even nicer, he thinks, to know that it’s all coming from a place of genuine affection.
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currently having EMOTIONS abt your 'Billy adopts kon and it goes p good actually'. Billy's there just like oh man I'm rambling they're gonna think I'm so lame...meanwhile I as a reader (and presumably also Kon and possibly the other characters present??) are actually going 'oh my god. oh my god he's known Kon for like one singular minute and already arranged a flat according to his best predictions of Kon's needs/wants, gave Kon FIRST PICK OF BEDROOM, and has freely offered to learn how to cook AND how to drive for the sole purpose of taking better care of Kon'. like. oh my god. oh my god. Billy is so precious and I want to give him a hug. I hope Kon isn't too overwhelmed or suspicious due to Billy's enthusiasm tho lmao. (pls could there be..more? more Billy adopts kon, if possible?) anyway I love ur writing. thank you. idk how to ask from a sidelong but this is tryingahandinholdingapen btw :D
I gotchu, friend, lol. @tryingahandinholdingapen
But yeah I love a good unreliable narrator, one way or the other it's just so fun peppering in all the bits of "the actual situation that the narrator is oblivious to", hahaha.
Rich people are weird, Billy decides, then sets the swiss rolls and zebra cakes and rest of the strawberry shortcakes on the counter in case Kid Flash is still hungry or Superboy wants any of them and closes the pantry. Batman’s just doing his best, he guesses. Though Billy hopes he knows how to coupon, if he’s always buying brand-name.
Well, he’s Batman. It’d be weirder if he didn’t know how to coupon, Billy figures.
It looks like Superboy ate all of his snack cake while Billy and Kid Flash were in the pantry, at least, which Billy hopes means he liked it. He doesn’t know how much real food Superboy’s had, but Batman’d said he should be fine eating solid stuff and not just whatever he’d been getting in his cloning pod. Though Billy’d still asked if they could get some bottled smoothies and protein shakes and stuff like that to keep in the fridge, just in case. He figured those might be easier for him to eat and digest, if it came up. Or like, maybe appeal to him more, if nothing else?
Billy has no idea, honestly, he’s just doing his best here. The wisdom of Solomon is pretty useful but it’s not really, like, that much of a parenting guide.
He is not going to cut Superboy in half. Like, ever. Like he understands the idea of that story but also it is an insane and incredibly freaky story and he is just not invoking it, ever. Just no way.
“If it’s alright, Captain, we should get going. We’ve got a bit of a drive to get home,” Mrs. West says, then sighs as Kid Flash empties the boxes of swiss rolls and zebra cakes in lightning-fast succession, though he leaves the strawberry shortcakes alone. Billy checks in the fridge and offers him a couple of the more filling smoothies–peanut butter and banana should be more filling, anyway, even with a speedster’s appetite. He steals those from convenience stores sometimes, when he can. He can’t be Captain Marvel all the time.
Well–maybe he could, he guesses. But he does miss being himself, sometimes.
“Thanks, man,” Kid Flash says eagerly, then immediately shotguns both smoothies.
“Wally,” Mr. West says in exasperation as Mrs. West sighs again. “Don’t eat Captain Marvel out of house and home.”
“It’s okay, we’ve got lots of food!” Billy promises cheerfully. “I work with Flash, I know how hungry he gets. I bet it’s way worse when you still have growth spurts to get through.”
“It is so much worse,” Kid Flash mutters vehemently, eyeing the empty smoothie bottles in his hands accusingly. Billy gets him another peanut butter banana one on principle. He really doesn’t want Kid Flash to be that hungry. It’s . . . not a good feeling.
“We appreciate it, Captain, really, but we’ve got snacks and a cooler in the car,” Mrs. West says.
“Oh, good,” Billy says, relieved. Mr. and Mrs. West both give him strange, inscrutable looks, then glance back to Superboy. Billy wonders if he likes peanut butter banana smoothies. Though if he liked the snack cakes, there’s strawberry banana ones too, so that might be better? And strawberry kiwi, but that’s probably less filling. “Superboy, do you want a smoothie too?”
“No,” Superboy says. Billy pauses again, then gets him a strawberry banana one and tosses it over. Superboy catches it, eyes it, and then opens it and takes a sip.
Okay, Billy thinks he’s getting the hang of this. But also they should probably talk about how “no” needs to actually mean “no”. Like, for Superboy he’s sure it’s just like that phase when toddlers want to say “no” to everything no matter what, but it’s still important for him to understand. Billy doesn’t want to accidentally upset him or overstep because Superboy doesn’t know how to really say “no” to something.
Yeah, they definitely need to talk about that, he decides.
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For day two, Bart just won the Young Justice chess* tournament!! Traya came in second and Slobo came in third. Full tournament lineup and chess* headcanons under the cut
Welcome to my yj chess headcanons:
1) what YJ calls chess is actually 5 dimensional chess with multiverse time travel. They just call it chess. They have sort of forgot the regular version exists. (I am, however, a fake 5d chess fan: it languishes in my steam library, intimidating, unplayed)
2) tim discovered it and got them all into it. They like it varying amounts:
Bart: undisputed reigning champion of 5 dimensional chess with multiverse time travel. Loves this game.
Cassie: has the basics down and does fine vs other folks or the game ai. Hates the game. Must be tricked into being competitive about it to make her join in.
Tim: was excited about the game and got v into it v intensely as he does. Burnt himself out on it a bit. He's pretty good but doesn't know if he loves or hates the game. Will get hypercompetitive about it tho.
Kon: good at it pretty naturally because he's used to thinking in multiple dimensions (been flying since day 1) but he can psych himself out second guessing his moves. Likes playing the game, can get competitive.
Greta: good at the game because she has so. much. free time. Can get tunnel focused on it and doesn't mind losing as much as the others, so can play against bart for hours and hours. Always up for a game, enjoys it.
Cissie: good at it pretty naturally, but doesn't have strong feelings about it. Plays mostly with Traya because Cassie really doesn't want to.
Traya: v good at it, and really likes it. Plays with Cissie at school and also Red Tornado a lot. Prolly can beat Bart maybe 1 in 5 times?
Anita: wasn't sure about it but got hypercompetitive about it and is now pretty good. Likes it now that she's good at it.
Slobo: also v good at it! Its similar to some space games prolly, and like kon he's v used to thinking in multiple dimensions. Doesn't get as competitive as some of the others which really gets them steamy when he beats them.
Ray: Newbie player who got thrown in the deep end. One day YJ was like, let's have a chess tournament! And Ray was like, oh okay thats a wierd thing to do out of the blue but I can roll with that I know chess. He did not know chess. Still learning but getting the hang of it. Now has a fear response to it tho.
3) they play online w each other all the time but every now and then have tournaments when they are all hanging out. They used to just do a winner plays next round sort of thing but it always just ended up w everyone losing to bart all the time. Tournament winners get favors and tournament losers have to do dares.
4) bart plays with his civilian friends too!! They are varying levels of into it but I think Carol likes it a lot.
5) one time Ra's al Ghul challenged tim to a game of chess and when he got sat down at a regular chess board he was just like.......whet is this.... and completely blanked on the rules to regular chess
#I've been thinking about the chess thing for a while can u tell#anyway i was like in not gonna do three people again this week- and the next day i do three people again#playing with the watercolor brush this time#traya sutton#bart allen#slobo#bartallenweek#arting with nik
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Oddly specific Headcanons I have for Jon Kent
Jon is aged up to between 15-17, roughly in this area
Being a retired farm boy Jon has this midwestern/southern accent that only really appears when he's upset
For example, when he's really emotional about something he'll start slurring his words into "yall" or some other southern slang
Personally I headcanon he would call Lois "mama" instead of "mom" no matter what age he is
I have a hunch that he doesn't like to sweat. He doesn't mind getting dirty with farm work or any other type of down-in-the-mud thing, but the moment he starts to sweat a little too much he'll speed up whatever he's doing and will just be a little disgusted with the sticky feeling
This also goes along with him being a very clean boy
He gets annoyed fairly easily (Damian's kind of rubbed off on him) by rude/mean people
He doesn't tolerate bullies even a little bit
He has a tendency to throw/slam things when he's angry (sometimes people, we've all seen the panels where he throws Damian into walls)
That being said, he has great control of his super-strength, but he relieves tension by physical force
Lois offers him up to neighborhood girls to walk them home from school or some event
It's like "Here, have my son. Let him walk you home, dear. "
That being said, Jon is very much a Mama’s boy and if he thinks Lois wouldn't like someone he's probably not going to be associated with them
Wears jeans religiously and definitely hates sweatpants
Loves sweatshirts and big coats and shirts but loathes sweatpants
He feels naked and it just makes him uncomfy
He hates tight t-shirts and tanktops, he'd rather die than wear them
Somehow still tolerates his suit tho, he says it's "who I have to be for the people"
Because of Colin, has a bad habit of cussing at minor inconveniences
"Jesus christ goddammit, why is the toaster cord melted? Kon, this is the second time this week, man. Pull yourself the fuck together"
But when there's an actual situation that is deserving of colorful language he uses the most creative replacements
"Klarion took Damian hostage? That KFC finger licker is going to get blended!" Or something like this
If Damian uses a word he doesn't understand he'll just stare at him like a deer in headlights
Jon and Dami have this like twin telepathy ability to always know what the other wants and it pisses Colin and Billy off so much
They just look at each other and are like "yeah I know what you mean, I think that's going to be the best approach to the situation"
He gives me DECA vibes honestly. Or he'd be in speech and do Entertainment or Persuasive.
Definitely is in journalism for his parents' sake, even if it makes him die a little inside everytime someone asks him if he wants to be a journalist
Probably wants to go into biology or heath sciences
#superman#supersons#jon kent headcanon#jon kent#jonathan kent#damian wayne#dc comics#supersons headcanon#dceu#dc superboy#superboy#robin#batboys#superboys#damian and jon#jon kent x reader#dc headcanon#superman headcanons#superfam#superboy headcanon
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Moral of the story PT2
the long awaited sequel !
read part one here!
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Scrolling TikTok was usually a bit of a break for me. I had just finished filming a video with Lux and I was taking a break before I had a shower to scrub off my makeup and have a little self care evening. Everything was sweetly mind-numbing until a clip caught my eye. I turned up the volume as I saw an original clip from Harry and Is Vegas wedding. It was the clip of us leaving the chapel, me in my short baby doll white dress and veil longer than my actual dress, and Harry in a tieless suit with his top buttons undone. We were only teens in this clip, back when it was us two against the world. The clip cut and I saw Harry on screen. “It’s the hardest thing to talk about really” He said and then it cut to Ethan. “They were so in love, we were jealous, not only was it great content but it was so real” the screen then cut back to Harry. “What happened?” a voice said from behind the camera. “I don't know, she obviously wasn't happy, it broke my heart, i loved her, and she just threw it all the way, like it was nothing, like, how can you be so horrible, cruel, i-” Harry had started rambling before catching his tongue and the clip swapped back to SImon “she truly broke his heart, it hurt all of us” he said looking into the camera. And that's where the clip ended, and my rage started. Yes I asked for the divorce, but how was he not happy? How can he lie about me like that? None of them ever reached out to me, asking if I was ok, how the hell dare they. It had been over three years, the divorce was over and done with, we had talked through it so many times, we had talked to our friends, addressed the fans, even appeared together a handful of times in different videos. I thought we were all finally in a good place again. Obviously I was wrong.
The day was as bleak as my mood. I felt bad for anyone that saw me as I was contemplating murder right now. All I could see was red, and there was only one man I was going to aim this anger at. I had rang Talia and she had told me that the boys were filming at a studio I was all too familiar with. It was only a short walk from where I lived, I quickly turned my anger into determination as I mapped the streets in my head and my muscle memory almost flew me to the warehouse. I stormed through the door, I couldn’t care less if they were in the middle of a shoot. I had a score to settle.
I stormed through, past the crew, people tried to stop me but no one had the chance. I stopped abruptly on the set but not quite in front of the cameras. They were shooting some type of game show but my rage just intensified when I saw my target. “You fucking arsehole” I shouted, my fists balled at my sides as I stood staring down my target. Everyone went silent and looked at me, most faces in pure shock to even see me. “Say something you twat, or did you say it all in your stupid fucking documentary” I spat in Harry’s direction. “Uh- I-“ he stuttered. I just stood there, staring daggers.
No one said anything, just watched like an old western movie, two people in a standoff. “I’m not leaving until I have answers, so keep staring” I said through gritted teeth. “Uh take five everyone” I heard Kon say somewhere to my left. Everyone stayed still for a moment, no one wanting to move first, before the crew started busying themselves and the other boys just stood there stunned. I waited as Harry took his time to walk over to me. “Can we do this outside? '' he said, not looking at me. “So chat shit about me to the entire world but can’t sort it in front of your mates, spineless dick” I snapped, “oh and none of you are off the hook either” i spat pointing my finger at all the boys. I grabbed Harry's forearm, spinning around and walking to the door.
“Y/N I-“ he started before crumpling under my stare. “You what Harry? Thought you’d save yourself by slandering me?” I said “look at me, Atleast give me that” I said my voice faltering. “I thought we were cool, i thought you understood, i thought we had all figured this out” i had pleaded with him. “I didn't mean for it to come off like that” he sighed, “then what? How did you mean for it to come off, cause I've had so much hate already, I don't know if I can go through all of this again "I said, slinking back into myself a little. “Come on, I love you Y/N” he said, his voice strained as he reached for my arm. I jerked back, almost instinctively for a moment, seeing the hurt wash across his face as I let my emotions run free. “No, no, no. You do not deserve to say that to me” I seethed, starting to feel the tears prick at the corner of my eyes. “You hurt me” I spat, pointing my finger accusingly at Harry. He looked lost like a little puppy, and if I was still the woman he had married, I would have crumbled, apologised, and comforted him, telling him it was ok and we can forget this ever happened. But this time I cannot forget. “And you didn't hurt me?” he quipped back. “I never said i didn’t, the difference is you care so much about what your friends and fans think about you, about us, that it's easier to slander me just to make yourself out to be the good guy” the tears had slowed down now, but i can already guarantee my makeup is fully fucked.
I sighed, running a hand through my hair as I gathered myself. “I loved you Harry, so fucking much. I thought you were it for me, you were my forever, but this, it turned so toxic, it turned into pleasing everyone but ourselves. And the fact that you still can't see that all these years later. Well, you need to let go, "I said, trying to get through to him. “And then what? I lose you forever?” He sounded so desperate and so unsure. “I don't know, but you need to let go, neither of us can grow if you don't” I almost pleaded with him. “Fine, i’ll try, but this won't happen overnight,” he sighed. “I know that, but please, if you really do still love me, try” it wasn’t a lot, but for now, these words will have to do. I quickly composed myself, turning back to a stoic version of myself, putting my guard back up “Just know, if you ever pull anything like that again, i will air all of our dirty laundry”
#youtube#wroetoshaw x reader#w2s imagine#w2s x reader#w2s#wroetoshaw#harry lewis x reader#harry lewis one shot#harry lewis imagine#harrylewis
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Based off that ask about multiverse shenanigans, I can't help but wonder: what IF Tim got pregnant during those encounters?
I can see either Tim popping out babies like clockwork with no idea which version of Bruce/Dick/Kon/Jason/Clark/whoever is the father
OR, for a more BruTim focus:
I can easily see Tim getting knocked up after a gangbang consisting of multiple Bruce's. He comes out of it pregnant and his Bruce tries to stay professional, tries to be the adult, the parent in this situation (bc Tim is still so small, his 14th birthday still a few months away and he already has a little bump that's just making him bigger and more ungainly ~~and more beautiful~~ as time goes by) and be concerned for Tim in a practical /familial/ way, but he can't help it. Tim is getting rounded and heavier bc he's full of a baby. Not just anyone's baby, but BRUCE'S baby. And sure, he wasn't the one to fuck the baby into Tim's sweet little pussy, but the DNA tests won't be able to differentiate that. As far as most anyone knows, Bruce will be this baby's father (they keep that on the down low tho, ofc, bc they don't want to face actual legal trouble) on a purely biological level
He tries so hard not to give in to his lust for Tim, but it's harder and harder with each passing day, watching Tim fill out, his tits fatten up and his curves become more pronounced, his body softening from pregnancy and motherhood. He caves when Tim is practically begging to be fucked, so horny from the pregnancy and the months he spent getting fucked by multiverse travelers (they shut that doorway down pretty quick so Tim hasn't been gangbanged in way too long). So Bruce agrees, but only bc he's helping his pregnant son, not wanting to stress him out
It's a one and done deal. Or so Bruce tries to convince himself. But then they're fucking once a week, twice a week, once a day, once in the morning and again at night. It becomes a habit, an addiction, a routine. Tim loves it and Bruce does too, tho he tries to deny it
By the end of the pregnancy, when Bruce fucks Tim into labor, Bruce has finally come to the realization that he can't quit this, can't quit Tim and his sweet, tight, baby making pussy. So he doesn't. Two months postpartum, Bruce is holding Tim down in bed, pussy up in the air and his face pressed into the mattress to muffle his cries of pleasure as Bruce fucks him deeply
"you're such a little slut, Tim" Bruce says, voice seemingly unaffected from the fucking as he pounds into Tim with a wet slap on every thrust. "It won't be long before you're pregnant again, getting big and heavy with a baby. But who knows who you'll have slept with by then? You got lucky with your first baby, OUR baby. It will be so humiliating, so shameful when people see how often you open your legs for anyone and pop out whatever babies result from it" Tim cums hard on his cock and Bruce holds back on cumming for now, wanting to fuck another orgasm out of Tim
"it only makes sense that I be the one to knock you up again. And again, and again, and again. Bc even tho you'll still be a whore, a little baby making machine, at least all of your kids will have the same two parents" with that he finally cums deep inside of Tim, and yes, they do end up pregnant again
Tim doesn't stay Robin for long, no no, he's never between pregnancies long enough to get cleared for training by his doctor let alone going on actual patrol. But Tim and Bruce find that they like it that way, Tim perpetually pregnant with more and more of Bruce's babies, filling the Manor with little footsteps and giggling voices
And if Bruce opens the multiverse portal during Tim's pregnancies so he can be properly satisfied like the little slut he is? Well, so long as Bruce is the one to knock Tim up, he doesn't mind much at all
😍😍😍😍😍😍 bruce trying to take care of tim and all his needs!!!!! the way that he ultimatly gives into his desires because being greeted by the sight of tim pregnant with his baby just slowly eroded away at his resolve. bruce also has to deal with the knowledge that tim is absolutely attracted to him. that he was willing to fuck multiple versions of bruce whose morality were much grayer than his so that they would give into their desires to fuck tim. even when they're all gone tim's desire doesn't waver the slightest bit and so bruce is tortured by the sound of tim fucking himself on a toy (and where did he get that??? did one of the bruces give it to him) while whining for bruce. tim grows rounder with his baby and bruce can no longer halt the mutual attraction he feels for tim who wants so badly to be fucked because being full of bruce's baby have made him sooo horny 🥺🥺🥺🥺!!!
just tim being so unashamed in his attraction and bruce ultimately letting the floodgates open and finally fucking tim.
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i know ppl agonize over fanon kon realizing he’s in love with tim after tim starts dating bernard, but kon did that exact thing with bart in yj 19, except kon’s beef was with reality fucking them over. with the added bonus of Looks Of Yearning And Realization, Chasing The Beloved, and Getting Rescued By Said Beloved Because Bart Allen Will Always Find Kon El. and timbo was still dating steph. they supported bartkon. the whole crew did. why did they discount that whole book even tho it did bart and kon justice after over fifteen years of character assassination
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I want Danny to fall into Kon's arms, and Kon being super worried cuz this dude's heartbeat is super slow, where did he fall from? Where did he come from?
And when Danny wakes up, he's still in Kon's arms, and he appreciates Kon's arms, so he kisses Kon's bicep, pats it lovingly, and falls back asleep.
For Danny to randomly kiss another persons biceps that he’s never met before I’d take a safe bet to say that the guy is super fuckin loopy and prolly on something. Most likely poisoned but it affects him differently because he’s ghosty. That’s adorable tho I love it
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happy wip wednesday thursday!!!
tagged by @deadchannelradio ty monty ily :D i'll tag... who do i know that writes. @misspickman @loisinherlane umm... im definitely forgetting some friends sorry for not having a brain but est quod est and all that. if you wanna pretend i tagged you feel free tho wahoo!
“What’s the prognosis, doc?”
Kon rests his arms atop the back of the pilot’s chair, leaning forward to peer at the yoke in Tim’s hands. The ship is flying steady for now, but the several red, flashing alerts on the screens make it pretty clear that’s not gonna hold forever, not with the damage they sustained getting the hell outta Dodge.
Kon rests his chin atop Tim’s head. “Think we’re gonna make it?”
Tim grunts. “Mn. We’re steady for now, but we don’t have more than maybe… two hours, before that last fuel pump gives out in engine three.”
Well, damn. Those Denebian space pirates just had to hit the engines, huh?
He can feel the struggling fuel pump, shuddering on the fringes of his TTK aura. Unfortunately, there’s not a lot he can do for it, even with his telekinesis; sure, he could pump the fuel through to the converter himself, but without the rotating component from the back of the pumps that completes the circuits, power won’t go through the engine, and the thrusters won’t actually ignite. So he can’t just try to pump the fuel himself to give the overworked last pump a break, and the other two that are supposed to help it are already toast.
“Well, worse comes to worst, I can always get out and push,” Kon offers, only half-joking.
Tim quirks a tiny half-smile at the front window. “I don’t think it’ll come to that, but good to know it’s an option.”
Cassie, leaning in the doorway, sighs and rakes a hand through her hair. “So then, what’s the plan? Did you find somewhere we can stop and hopefully get some spare parts to do repairs?”
“Yeah.” Tim points at the navigation screen to his left. Kon peers at it, then out at the stars. “Planet in the Goldilocks zone in orbit around Albireo.”
“Oh, Erysimon.” Kon nods in recognition. “Yeah, cool.”
“You’ve been?” Tim quirks an eyebrow.
Kon shakes his head. “Nah, not me. Heard a lil about it from Kal. He fought off Brainiac out in the Albireo system a few years back—apparently there was some time travel bullshit, you know how it is—and the Erysimians were real grateful to him for it. He said they’re a nice bunch.”
Cassie snorts. “I mean, not to doubt you, but I think he’d say that about most people. Even ones I’d wanna punt.”
Bart suddenly appears at Kon’s side, shoving past him to plop onto the armrest of Tim’s chair. Tim makes a mildly disgruntled noise but makes no true effort to dislodge him, and Bart rests his elbow on Tim’s shoulder, peering at the navi-com. “Who are we punting?”
“Nobody, Bart.” Kon lightly flicks the back of his head. “We’re talking about landing on Erysimon so we can get some scrap and fix up the third engine.”
“Oh.” Bart hums. “Yeah, we should do that. No point in me having a space-chauffeur if my spaceship is broken and won’t fly.”
“Space-chauffeur?” Tim repeats dryly.
“That’s what I said,” Bart agrees.
“You don’t even pay me.” Tim taps something on the navigation screen, then sits back in the chair, folding his arms over his chest. “How am I in your employ?”
“Classic Tim, being a space capitalist. I should’ve expected this, but it’s still disappointing.” Bart shakes his head. “Obviously I pay you in love, friendship, and taking extra fries off your hands so you don’t have to worry about them. Duh.”
Kon can feel Tim’s shoulders shaking ever-so-slightly with repressed laughter. “Oh, right. my bad. Obviously.”
#rimi writes#its core four space adventures time babey!!!!!#core four#itll be a While til i publish any of this one but. there they go
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Hello you have written soms timdami in the past but idk if you still ship them.. but hope you enjoy:
Kon is dating damian.
Kon. Is. Dating. Damian.
Tim can't believe his best friend would betray him like this, dating his little brother?? Kon is like.. 6 years older than damian.
HECK DAMIAN IS 16 WHILE KON IS 22 (allegedly)
Theres this pit in his stomach that grows whenever he looks at them, this.. negative feeling.
'Jealousy' his brain supplied. He never thought this would be something he'd be jealous of damian about. He never really thought he felt that way towards his best frien– traitor.
Because well... its not exactly "crush" worthy if you want to actually crush your crush with a gigantic kryptonite hammer. Pun intended.
He feels empathy for jon, seeing as hes just as.. jealous... as.. tim is.
Huh.. that... doesn't seem right.
(He knows that its not damian hes jealous of)
Kon and damian had a fight. Hes gonna actually kill that super asshole for real. Screw morality.
But first hes gotta comfort damian, he has to be a good lover brother after all.. ha.. the term makes him a bit.. sad
But then damian smiled at him, a very rarely thing in the past (not rare anymore). And he looks pretty like this, damian has really grown to be beautiful– his heart beats a bit faster suddenly.. too fast.
No.
no..
He called jon that day.
Jon and damian are in a realtionship now, tho damian is also still dating kon.. apparently what they have isn't really a "romantic" relationship, a QPR or something– tim wasn't really paying attention anymore.
...
..
.
He feels jealous for both jon and kon now.
and god, what if Jon KNOWS what Tim is feeling. He knows Tim is getting to be a bit Too Much about Damian, even when Damian and Kon fight, and it's Jon he calls first.
And Jon's been through a lot, yeah? He deserves nice things. He deserves Damian. So for Damian to choose him for comfort over his own family? Well, he's just downright chuffed.
And he doesn't know why, but that murderous look Tim is sending him makes him even more smug that it's his hand Damian is holding and his physical affection Damian is accepting. No one else's.
No one's.
And so while Kon and Damian are friends and enjoying each other's company, there's a cold war between Jon and Tim. Jon, shoving it in Tim's face that Damian loves him, and Tim, planning Jon's demise under the guise of wanting to protect Damian, and refusing to voice his darker, inner, more lustful thoughts about it.
Any time I think timdami a lot of the time anymore I think of it as incredibly unhealthy and obsessive haha. but I still love it anyway. 😅
#timdami#also shippy headcanons#everyone is of age here btw of course#ill be problematic but not like THAT haha#anyway theres basically a love triangle war around damian and hes 400% oblivious#hes just pleased to be cared for
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For some reason I like timber more than timkon even tho I see more timkon content
And like... I still want timkon, but in my head it's one-sided almost always
Like, they had mutual romantic feelings, but they were too stupid to do anything about it and now Tim got over his feelings for Kon and he is in love with Bernard and they happy together. But Kon, in my head, still in love with Tim and won't do anything about just to not be a bad friend
#dc#timkon#tim drake#conner kent#kon el#also#he is bitter about jon dating damian#because he's just jealous cause jon is the only super who managed to date a bat#timber#bernard dowd
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I HATE CONNER AND M’GANN TOGETHER SO MUCH!! like okay outside the whole im generally not fond of the TV show(tho i like the Jade stuff) she is so awful to him??
I’m genuinely flabbergasted that they wrote her violating his boundaries and fucking with his memories and still made them get married
RIGHT. like. in general i have a complicated love/hate relationship with the YJ cartoon, because while I think some things are very cool I also just straight up hate how they chose to adapt SEVERAL characters. But even putting that sort of stuff aside to just think about this within the context of 'plotline in the show' rather than 'adaptations of these comic characters'....
i think there was the potential for a really interesting story there with what happened between M'gann and Conner, but they just fumbled it so fucking hard. Because rather than actually making it into an appropriately addressed plotline about violation of consent leading to the end of a relationship... they have this fucking mess happen
(Young Justice: Outsiders #2)
Where ya know they were quite literally trapped in M'gann's mind unless he forgave her and... he ends up apologizing to her?
them getting back together and then getting married just. god. i haaaate it!!!!!!!!!! i hate it i hate it. if the writers wanted them to be an endgame couple perhaps they should not have written a plot where she tries to erase his memories of him being mad at her for crossing lines and abusing her powers, treated it like a big enough reason to breakup and cause tension btwn them for like a whole season, but then backtrack and act like 'nvm its not actually THAT big a deal teehee' later on. like maybe that wasn't a great idea guys!!!!!!!!
and then to put back on my comics canon brain, i think it's extra fucked up that one of the VERY FEW similarities between comics Kon & YJ cartoon Conner is ending up in a toxic relationship with a redhead from another planet that manipulates them. but at least Superboy '94—a comic RENOWNED for handling serious topics fucking horribly—manages to paint Kon & Knockout's relationship as an overall bad thing... meanwhile Conner & M'gann get fucking married.
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Jaytimsteph falling in love with your best friends partner you say 👀 please say more
happily!
this one is being written as a prompt response to @waffleinator-inator <3
writing it was my first time writing steph pov and she just---ran away with me <3 basically: steph and tim are besties but also exes, because as much as they love each other, they finally decided to give up after one too many break-ups. and now! tim is with jason <3 and steph is really happy for him. really, and truly she is.
now.
if she could kindly tell herself to stop falling in love with jason too, that would be nice <3
i THOUGHT i had shared snippets of this wip before but i,,, have not. or if i have, i can't find them in my tags / through tumblr's search. which is upsetting bc it means i now have to pick which of these segments i want to share TuT
hm.
you know what.
actually i won't pick. you get um. 3 snippets <3
Steph spins her chair, balancing her elbow on the arm and cradling her chin in her hand. She thumbs her phone open. One unread message in the group chat she shares with Jason and Tim.
Her traitorous heart flutters; a smile curling on her mouth despite herself.
[TIM] gna mss mv nte. sry steph 😔 m SO bhnd on bdgt rvw; tam’s gna kill me. u 2 shld stl hve fn tho
Ah, yes. Timothy “vowels are optional” Drake. He’s the most atrocious texter Steph has ever met, and she hates that that makes her feel fond.
[STEPH] i thought you loved paperwork?
[JAY] No, he’s a stalker who loves digging through other people’s stuff. Actual paperwork he could care less about
[TIM] 🛑
[JAY] No <3 I told you to do it last night, babe.
[STEPH] lmao busted
[TIM] ws bsy
[JAY] He was gaming with Kon and Bart.
[TIM] & cassie & cissie
[JAY] And Cassie and Cissie.
Steph snorts.
[STEPH] oh, well, that was more important, obvs
[TIM] steph gts it
[JAY] Please don’t encourage him.
[STEPH] that sounds perfect. ur the best jay 💜
[TIM] 😭
[STEPH] do your paperwork, tim 💅🏼
[TIM] prsctn
[JAY] …wtf tim
[STEPH] damn, babe. u made jay drop capitals
[STEPH] but also. what the fuck tim
[TIM] persecution
[JAY] Would it really kill you to type out full words?
[TIM] y 🙂
[STEPH] losing battle, hon. we’re lucky he still uses letters.
He doesn’t bother with Cass. Their conversations happen in full emoji, like modern hieroglyphics. Steph gives herself an 80% chance of correctly deciphering them.
With the rest of them, Tim uses words. Or, well. Something approximate to words, chopping them down to their basest parts. It’s kind of entertaining, especially when it makes both Bruce and Jason furrow their brows in exactly the same way.Not that Steph would ever point that out. She has some sense of self-preservation.
Steph will always be a little bit in love with Tim Drake.
It’s something she’s come to accept about herself, the same way she accepts that her curls will always have a mind of their own, that her stretch marks are here to stay, and that her left knee will always ache before it rains.
She also knows that it’s best they stay just friends. Not that that’s a hardship, or anything. Tim is a hell of a lot better friend than he was a boyfriend—though in hindsight, Steph can admit she wasn’t a stellar girlfriend, either. They were young and dumb—or, well, younger and dumber—and now their history was too fraught to ever think about trying again.
Steph loves being Tim’s bestie, even when that means biting her tongue about his relationships.
Especially with Jason Todd of all people.
Steph can honestly say she never saw that coming.
Like, sure, okay. He’s hot. Steph can admit that, she’s got eyes.
He’s the kind of guy you could actually climb like a tree—tall and broad and thick to boot, with thighs made for biting and pecs Steph is pretty sure would fit nicely in one of her bras. He’s also handsome, in a rugged sort of way, with his twice broken nose and the scar curving up his cheek and his full, kissable lips. His curls always manage to be perfect, too—artfully messy, even when he falls asleep on the couch or takes off that helmet of his.
It’s enviable, really.
Some day she’ll ask him his secret.
But… Steph always kind of saw him as a walking bad idea. The kind of guy baby Steph would have adored, which… Steph loves baby Steph—or she’s trying to—but she had shit taste in men. And Jason, with his leather jackets and guns and daddy issues (and mommy issues too, come to think of it)—
He certainly fit the bill.
Except—
Despite all outward appearances… Jason is a good guy. He’s smart, and funny, and passionate, and kind, and—
Ugh.
Steph kind of hates him a little.
Because, like. Steph can handle thinking about Jason sometimes, in a not-so-friendly, maybe-a-little-bit-sexy way. Tim, too—or even both of them together. Maybe sometimes it gets a little awkward but… Fantasizing is human, and Steph is an adult. She can picture them fucking her and each other six ways to Sunday, doing whatever the raunchiest part of her brain cooks up, and still behave normally around them after.
She’s a grown woman. Her hormones are not the fucking boss of her.
So. Attraction? Handled. Steph has that shit on lock.
What she cannot handle is—Feelings.
#this fic issss almost 5k#altho... i think some of that is my notes actually so maybe not#anyway i love them#when this fic stops giving me difficulty i would love to finish and share with you <3#bc literally the texting bit? and stephs introspection?? some of my fave stuff i've written <3#sigh#jaytimsteph#i was going to tag other variations of their ship name but i think that would take.........9??? tags#did i do that math right? hm#tauriawritesfanfic#dcu#lovely anons#asks and answers#wip ask game
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My cc/ct oc, Ozcar Barwer, before and after chaos theory. He got a big glow up after chaos theory. I could never tell they're the same person lol. Except for his scar on his neck.
I drew the left one (16 yr old one) last year, so I've improved a mini bit. Just finished the right one. Tho, I still can't draw feet/shoes, arms or hands lol.
Alright, so Ozcar met the camp Fam soon after they got rescued, and have lived with Sammy ever since. Cuz you see, he's an orphan, and he bonded with the campers real well and now they all see him as a part of their family. Sammy's parents said he could stay with them, and so it became.
Here are a few facts about him:
Orphan
Lives with Sammy
Bisexual
Crush: Ben Pincus
First love interest: Yasmina (yaz) Fadoula
Best friend: Brooklynn
Frienemy: Kenji Kon Bowman
Goes to school with Darius, because he had to redo one year, because it was hard for him in school, since he didn't have a home or a lot of money.
Loves coca cola vanilla.
The scar on his neck has been there since birth, and nobody knows why or how it got there.
Exhausted after chaos theory.
Sammy's family is thinking about adopting him.
I also had to change his skin color, cuz bro, he's yellow in the one I drew last year 😭
Anyways. Ozcar Barwer, my beloved.
#camp cretaceous#jwcc#jurassic world camp cretaceous#jurassic world chaos theory#jwcc oc#oc#jwct oc#chaos theory#ct#jwct#cc
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