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cocopop-04 · 13 days
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metahuman batfam aus are cool and all, but i rlly need a fic where their powers go crazy around duke (bc he has the ability to amplify others powers if they r close to him) and for the other members of the batfam to find out that they are a metahuman bc of this.
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nana-mizu-shiki · 1 month
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Huh. Who'd of thought it was that easy to figure out Batman's secret identity, weird.
Tim losing his memory with very little information present:
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Damian hadn't been aware Kryptonians, half or otherwise, could pass out in surprise.
Interesting.
Ok, I might have been rooting for the thruple root but this is hilarious. I also never heard of Guy before this but I don't care cus' this was Hella cute.
Anyway here's the link to the series because I was craving meta-immortal Tim and this was amazing. (’v’*)♪ Absolutely beautiful. p(^^)q
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Series: Dead Robins Club
Creator: Niveara
Words: 34,339
Works: 7
Complete: No
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raynetheinsane · 2 months
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Metahuman Tim Drake is one of my favorite troupes
Espicially when he hides it from the bats because it just adds a whole other layer to him believing that he isn’t a true bat and never will be
+the autism metaphors always go hard
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meowharhar · 10 months
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tim drake au: healing metahuman
tim drake au where tim has a rapunzel-esque metahuman ability, inherited from his mother. when he sings to someone, they will heal.
batman hates metahumans, though, doesn’t he? it’s a mantra tim grew up with, the last words his mother left him with as a child. tim resolves to keep this tidbit of information to himself, fearful of the bat’s wrath.
still, when someone he loves is bruised and battered, passed out and pained, alone in the medbay, tim will sing quietly to them. there’s no one there to spy on tim, no one to call him out on his lies, and he loves his family and won’t let them hurt when he can help.
it’s all fine and dandy until tim is the one that’s hurt, and there is no one to sing sweet comforts for little tim.
it starts when tim is young, small even for a toddler, and he trips down the spiral stairs of a white tiled mansion. thumps echo through empty halls as tim tumbles. tim’s clothes are wrinkled from the impact and he’s bawling, wailing a storm as he clutches his little ankle. he knows intuitively that his mother will not appreciate this, but instinct beckons him to cry for attention. a tall, slim form, clad in white to match the emotionless walls, enters tim’s view and his mother’s face looks heckled. but swiftly, it bleeds into a tender worry and janet scoops her son into her arms and whispers to him meaningless words: a sad attempt at comfort. but when she holds tim’s ankle gently and her voice embraces tim’s being in a warm, tender hold, tim can’t help but feel at peace. a lullaby lulls the child into slumber and he wakes up in his room, ankle healed and clothes fixed.
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bluey-baby01 · 14 days
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To heal a broken heart by idk_account
Tim:*respects Carrie and gives her everything* Carrie:*betrays him*
Tim:*gasp* HoW dArE yOu!
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Dick walks into the Batcave and sees Jason very clearly having a mental breakdown.
Dick: Jason? What's going on?
Jason: It's caffeine
Dick: What?
Jason: Dickie, it's caffeine!
Dick: Little Wing, you're freaking me out. Why don't you start from the beginning and explain what's got you so worked up
Jason: I was in the manor to steal Bruce's left shoes, and I saw Timmy snorting something. So I started beating the shit out of him for doing coke.
Dick: Of course, it's what he deserves
Jason: Don't interrupt me. And right after I break his finger, he starts yelling that it's caffeine.
Dick: I'm sorry, what?
Jason: Yeah. So I told him if he lying I'd put him in the hospital and came down here to test it.
Dick: And it's caffeine?
Jason: Yes but while the test was running I looked into Timberly's finances. He has purchased $250 worth of caffeine powder last month and from what I've seen of his room, he's snorted half of that so far.
Dick: Wait how much caffeine is that?
Jason: He's burned through about 24oz of a 48oz supply. That's 600,000mg. About 50 servings of caffeine A DAY.
Dick:......How is he alive?
Jason: I'm checking his DNA for any sign of a metagene
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puppetmaster13u · 5 months
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Howdy yall, I need some help with ideas.
If the batfam had abilities (Ie if they were metas) what abilities would you give each of them?
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felidacy · 6 months
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Vampire!Tim but make it Metahuman and more horror
For Context: Always wanted my own spin on Metahuman Tim and I got this idea when I watched an Iron Lung trailer edit on repeat. I loved the scene and I immediately began daydreaming about Tim. Apparently I like Blood way too much. Along with a very unhinged Tim that comes across as some eldritch horror to anyone but his family. (Okay including them too at first)
Background Information
Tim has always been a little bit of a freak. He is a born stalker who witnessed deaths before when he was just a toddler and seemingly was not traumatised by the Flying Graysons deaths. He is also too smart for his own good when he figures out who Batman & Robin are. Yet Tim is also so unbelievably dense. He runs after the two vigilantes on a regular basis since he is nine even though he lives in Gotham; the personification of purgatory as a city.
Having the survival skill of a wet paper bag since young is one thing, but years later down the line getting involved with the Wayne family -most importantly THE Batman who does not wish for Metahumans in his city- and yet neglecting to tell anyone about the fact that he is in actuality a Metahuman is another. When Tim started out as Robin he purposefully did anything possible to alter his folder on the Batcomputer until he realised that Bruce was so far gone in his head that he didn't even seem to care. He didn't care a whole lot about Tim in any way beyond training him. So even though people will find it ridiculous, he just forgot that nobody knew. In his opinion it wasn't lying if he just never talked about it.
(It did in fact still count as dishonesty)
Maybe he would have considered being more upfront about it if things didn't escalate and before Tim knew it he was estranged from his family. Tim always had unusual relationships with family and while it did hurt him, he accepted the terms and learned to live with it. His family? Well after a while they did realise that something was messed up when they were for once forced into some therapy -shocker! Were they forced to? Yes. Does it have much success? Only a little because its the Batfamily after all. It is enough however that they realise Tim hasn't checked in for multiple days and that his tracker shows he is still at home.
(The fact that Tim didn't think of the Manor as home or even visited in the last few months was a very sobering realisation.)
The scene
The Batfamily breaks into the Nest and search in every Nook and Crannies for Tim, but don't find him until they come across a secret door. It is not the same one to his own personal cave for the vigilante work, but a creaky staircase that is barely lit that goes on for far too long to be still above ground. The air is feeling heavier when it opens up into a big room, which much like the way down does not possess many lights. Quickly they realise that those who are there however point all into one direction. In the middle of the dark room is a pool; filled with the dark red substance that they soon recognise as none other than blood. In various states of shock and disgust they call out for blood.
They aren't prepared for the blood to move, it ripples as a figure emerges out of nowhere from the pool. Blood is coated on their whole body with not a single place of skin or clothes left unstained. It is cascading down the limbs when the figure pushes their frazzled hair back as if the blood is a mere annoyance and locks eyes with the people in front with an unimpressed stare.
The consequences of Tim not being truthful come to bite him into his ass at the worst time when he just wanted to work on a case and now there was his family that saw him bathe in a pool of blood.
Everyone needs some more therapy after witnessing that horror show that Tim calls his enrichment time.
Meta-abilities
Tim can use blood to look through memories of the people it belonged to. Tim is a practical person and as such he started collecting blood from various people. Only in small doses. Or more, with some. Depending on the person and how vicious he felt that day. He uses it for casework, stalking or blackmail, because frankly Tim doesn't understand why they shouldn't go just as low as the rogues if it prevents innocent people getting hurt. Tim learns that the blood can only show him memories from the past upon obtaining it however, which is why he ends up taking more and more blood from various people. In their line of work people don't suspect a small pinch in their finger as he learned.
It is only reasonable that after many years he can't possibly keep hiding all the vials of blood. Under the excuse of emancipation and with the help of estrangement with his family, he creates his own base of operation and far below in the earth he builds a pool that he fills with blood. Tim is not an organised person and by no means neat, as such he sees nothing wrong with using a pool made of blood and dipping into it if he needs additional help. (He finds that drinking blood has quite the strange effects on his body. Beyond what it does to anyone. If it weren't for that he wouldn't mind drinking blood. He's done it for years after all) His mind is able to work through the maze of the memories to find what he is searching for. Additionally after many fails & trials he knows how to preserve and not waste the precious blood. Tim isn't stupid after all.
Working so frequently with blood is how he learns to expand his abilities. He has always been fond of experiments after all. That is how Tim learns he is also capable of communicating with the person the blood belonged to. Although it does seem to be freaky and seems to make people physically sick. His previous assassins team described it as if they could feel themselves rotting away from within. Tim took great offense at that and even though he likes to believe they weren't being serious, he does tend to avoid using it.
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msfcatlover · 11 months
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Just poppin' in to say that i absolutely love your Monster!batkids au!!
the detail is great and the monster's allocated fit the characters really, really well!
random question: does Echo!Tim ever have issues when it comes to ordering food/coffee at restaurants?
Aww, thank you! I’m really glad you enjoy it!
Echo!Tim does all his shopping and ordering online or via apps, because it is a massive pain to actually order things in person. People cut in line, because they don’t realize he’s part of it. Cashiers look right past him when they call out, “Next!” Waiters walk past his table over & over, even if he managed to get formally seated, because they assume it’s empty. Tim needs to do something incredibly attention grabbing & disruptive for people to actually realize he’s there, and it’s just unpleasant for everyone involved. (An example of one such interaction would probably go something like, “Hi, I’m here to pick up… Hi? Um, hello? Excuse me? Excuse me. Excuse me. Hey! HEY! [*slams his fist down on the counter hard enough to make everything on it bounce, now has the attention of everyone in the room*] …I’m here to pick up my pizza.”)
Once Tim’s part of the family, things do get a bit easier because he can bring someone who cares about him with him to do things, but it’s just not his habit anymore, and Tim’s a bit too stubbornly independent to want to ask for help with what should be perfectly ordinary tasks. Why bother Dick, or Bruce, or Steph with Tim’s problems when he’s perfectly capable of handling them himself? (Tim asks, pulling out his phone to place another order on his newest delivery app, after the last one got taken over by Punchline or something.)
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thatgraysoncharm · 2 years
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Thinking about acrobats and how some of them are so good it sometimes feels like their more than human bc BODIES ARENT SUPPOSED TO BEND THAT WAY- and I realized how great that could be in regards to Dick.
Tim, with Young Justice: Anyway, that's the plan for infiltration. As the organization is based in Bludhaven, Nightwing will be helping out and will initiate a surprise attack via the access card that we will unfortunately have to grab by hand on the day as they change keys-
Cassie, frowning: Why doesn’t he just go through the vents? It would save the hassle.
Tim, annoyed: We’ve been over this the vents aren’t big enough for a human to fit through. Nightwing is flexible but not THAT flexible.
Bart: Why doesn’t he just use his bendy power.
Tim: his what.
Conner: You know, his bendy power?? So he can fit in the vents.
Tim:
Tim: I really hope you meant that as a joke about how flexible Nightwing is and not that you think he’s a meta.
Bart, Conner and Cassie with one brain cell: Uh. Are you ready to hear an answer that may upset you.
Tim: GUYS HE IS LITERALLY A BAT WHY THE FUCK WOULD HE BE A META WITH BATMAN “NO METAS IN GOTHAM” AS A MENTOR WHAT-
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mylifeisfruk4ever · 2 years
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Alfred didn't seem quite as upset, "I would say, Master Jason, you saved a child from a difficult situation."
"I don't think his parents will think the same way."
Alfred frowned, and in the harshest tone Jason had ever heard him use, he said, "We both saw how the Drakes have very little to say about it."
Alfred was really angry. And he understood it: even Jason had the irrepressible desire to punch someone.
Two people in particular.
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AU where Tim Drake is a meta human and the son of Dinah Drake, a.k.a. Black Canary.
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brucewaynehater101 · 2 months
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It's my hc that the Bats are freaky good with their intuition, and it drives the JL mad. Why? Because Batman gets cranky if someone deviates from the plan and his lectures last for 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴. On the flip side, he or the Birds will suddenly freeze, stare at seemingly nothing, and then force everyone to take long detours out of nowhere. When asked what the hell is going on, all they say is they "got a feeling."
Most of the JL is comprised of metahumans or nonhumans so they straight up don't understand what is going on. The non-metahumans also don't understand why the Bats trust their gut instict so much.
I hc that the Bats trust their feeling so well because Bruce taught them to be more observant than the rest of the population, and because of some specific training of Bruce's. He learned it before he became Batman.
Out of all the bats, Jason is the best with his intuition because of his training with All Caste.
After Jason, Cass is the best with feeling out people. It's not because she can read their intentions through their body language. It's a proven instict based on that one guy she didn't like 3 years before they committed their first major crime.
Dick is the best at situational intuition and "reading a room." If he suddenly tenses, the Bats trust that instinct for trouble.
Tim has the best foreboding instinct because he's dealt with so much stupid shit that it might as well be a 6th sense.
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meowharhar · 9 months
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chap 2 of sing to me one lullaby (smol) is out ⭐️🤭
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hoodielord · 4 months
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Green eyes in the fear fog.
For half a second, Steph thought today would be a decent day. But no, not in Gotham.
Steph's current events professor, who was also the head of student affairs, had offered extra credit to help give college tours. Look, she had to take the extra credit she had to, even if it meant that she had to be a tour guide. It wasn't hard, just annoying.
The group was small, only five people, but two of them stuck out. A brother and sister. The brother was the definition of adoption bait blue eyes, black hair, vigilante tendencies withholding. The sister was at least as tall as Jason. She had orange hair just like Babs, you'd think they were related.
Anyways, Steph's new mission was to make sure the kid and Dick never met. The kid would not stop making puns. Some of them earned him a laugh but some earned him a smack from his sister.
"Aw, come on, Jazz, it was funny."
"You can do better." she shrugged.
" Sounds like a challenge." A wicked smirk appeared on his face.
" Danny, please don't."
"Challenge accepted."
Yep, I'm definitely keeping him away from Dick.
But something was off about them other than looking at the crime capital's university. They could probably be metahumans. Their eyes seemed to slightly glow blue. They carried themselves as they had already expected danger. I mean, it pays to be prepared, especially in Gotham, but they aren't from here.
If the siblings weren't already on a list B has they should be now. Jazz had been almost ecstatic when we were moving through the psychology department. Danny was practically bouncing off the walls when it was time to go through the engineering and physics departments. Definitely should keep an eye on them.
It was reaching the end of the tour in the cafeteria. Another weird thing about the siblings was their reaction to food. They seemed to have this sort of optimistic curiosity like they were happy to have food to eat, but at the same time, they were poking to make sure it wouldn't attack or something.
Talking with the siblings was interesting too. Danny was buzzing about the engineering department. He went into a great rant about a project that Wayne Enterprises was working on in the aerospace engineering division. Maybe she should keep him away from Tim, too.
The conversation died quickly when a shriek rang out from down the hall. Steph turned quickly to see green fear toxin fill the cafeteria. Swarms of people ran for the exits knocking each over. She quickly dug through her bag and pulled out her gas masks, one for her and her backup.
"Jazz? Jazz, where did you go?" Danny called. They must have gotten separated.
Damn, she needed another one for the siblings. She shoved her spare into Danny's hands.
" Put the mask on and head for the exit."
"But I need to find Jazz."
"I'll find her. Put the mask on and go." Steph yelled as she went further into the fog. Quickly, she sent an alert to Oracle. Signal is on patrol right now, but more bats might show up.
It was dense she could barely see in front of her. There was some noise up ahead. Someone was screaming. The yelling grew louder as she rounded the corner.
"Stop! Get away!"
It was Jazz. She was practically growling. Her fist slammed into the concrete wall, leaving a deep impact. She was clearly affected by the Fear gas. A meta affected with fear gas, not good.
"Stop! Don't hurt him. He's not a monster! He's my little brother!" Jazz had gone from fury to sadness as she practically begged for her hallucination to stop haunting her.
If it wasn’t the meta thing it was whatever she was hallucinating that caught Steph’s attention. Definitely on B's list now.
"Isn't it interesting what fear does to the mind?"
Steph saw Scarecrow emerge from the fog.
"I saw you in the psychology department. Your eyes lit up like a fire. But now they are clouded with fear."
A chill went up Steph's spine. She quickly checked her mask for leaks but didn't have any. Turning her attention back to Jazz and Scarecrow, she saw something. Green eyes shifted inside the fog. They looked like a predator hunting its prey. For a second, they look like Jason's.
From behind Scarecrow, the eyes stopped, and a figure emerged. A baseball bat slammed into Scarecrow's face, knocking him to the floor. The figure came into full view now. It was Danny his eyes were glowing green.
He knelt down to Scarecrow.
"You really don't have any brains. Do you Scarecrow? If you did, you wouldn't have hurt my sister." His voice was downright, frigid.
He turned and rushed over to Jazz who was still trying to convince her hallucinations to stop.
"Jazz, it's okay. Come on, I'm fine. It's okay." His voice was soft and gentle as he helped her up. Jazz mumbled a little as she stumbled down the hall.
Steph quickly caught up to the siblings slinging Jazz's arm over her shoulder.
"Sorry, I couldn't help earlier," Steph spoke quietly.
"It's fine. Not everybody can be a hero."
Steph wanted to laugh at the irony of that statement, but she just nodded.
"Sorry about the tour too."
"It wasn't all bad."
" Oh, the rouge attack and poisoning wasn’t bad?" Steph asked sarcastically.
" Our hometown is haunted and our community college is funded by my godfather. And he is a rich fruit loop.”
‘Ghosts?’
“You know Gotham University is funded by Wayne Enterprises right?”
“Annoying crazy fruit loop or weird himbo? Hmmm. Yeah, I’m going to have to go with the himbo on this one.”
Steph laughed at that one. Bruce is going to want to hear about this but she’ll keep him away from these siblings for a little while.
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veryrockyraccoon · 2 months
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I see a lot of “Batfam can’t take care of themselves and are insanely self destructive” or “Batfam members (usually Tim) need to be drugged to sleep” and don’t get me wrong I read a lot of stuff like that and it’s really interesting and entertaining, however I would now like to present a Batfam that is not only hyper-competent about vigilante shit but civilian shit to.
Like sure they don’t sleep through the night but they consistently take naps throughout the day/night, and it works great for them, even before the whole vigilante thing most if not all of them had a preference for consistent naps over consecutive hours of sleep.
In regards to food, they burn thousands of calories, if they didn’t consistently eat they wouldn’t be able to go on, and not in a “I’m so hungry but I must carry on at the exact same level of capability as I did when I ate consistently but will pass out when convenient for the plot” type of can’t go on, I mean migraines, nausea, dizziness and passing out kinda can’t go on. I imagine having a good relationship with food is incredibly important to them (eating when hungry, eating how much you’re hungry for and eating what you’re hungry for). I think members who went through starvation periods probably put a lot of work into fixing their relationship with food.
When it comes to wounds or illness carrying on would not only be foolish and make them less effective while dealing with the injury/illness but could permanently affect how well they operate.
Maybe their various teams don’t think they take care of themselves and try to feed them or make them sleep or something, but at the end of the day they are keeping themselves in a condition where they can go toe to toe with aliens, metahumans and various other powerful individuals and not only hold their own, but win, that’s not something you do unless you take damn good care of yourself.
The bats and birds are self-sacrificial not self-destructive.
Anywho that’s just my thoughts, and like I said I’m not bashing anyone who writes or portrays them as self destructive, like I said I appreciate and read those takes on them.
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