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The fact that I accidentally made Jason left handed in my secret robin au will haunt me forever
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i absolutely adore @dragonpyre ’s secret robin au for many reasons. one of my absolute favorite parts is dick’s collection of fun t-shirts.
+ bonus:
he takes after his aunt.
+ bonus bonus:
& tim takes after him.
#d speaks#secret robin au#batfam#dc#dragonpyre pls accept this humble offering of a post as praise for ur lovely au#i’m obsessed w it and dicks shirts make me laugh in delight every time
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this is the link to a new fanfic i've been working on, it would be greatly appreciated if you read it!! <33
summary: AU where an oblivious Bruce Wayne is a father to many children as well as many vigilantes, who he does not know are the same people.
idea creds to the lovely @dragonpyre
#fanfic#batfam fanfic#secret robin au#dick grayson#jason todd#bruce wayne#batman#tim drake#damian wayne#steph brown#cassandra cain#fanfiction
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“If you train me, I’ll work hard and help you keep Gotham safe in Robin’s memory. You don’t need to parent me or anything, you don’t even need to know my name. Batman can have a partner again, guilt free with no strings attached.”
Bruce, lost in his grief over his second son, agrees to take on a third, temporary Robin to help him recover. He was supposed to keep his distance, he wasn't supposed to know or care about this nameless boy. But these children had a way of surprising him.
If I have to look at this any longer I will chew off my own foot so! Here we are! Part 1 of 5 of the secret robin au! I’m thinking weekly updates, gives me more time to fuss haha. Anyway, special shout out to @alderaan-babe my forever beta who made this read soooo much better and @dancealongpond for helping me with story and characterization. Plus the discord for months of listening to me bitch and moan. You guys are awesome. Enjoy!
#secret robin au#i literally cant look at this anymore or I will go insane#a week straight of nothing but edits and changes#but its Done! Its out for warts and all!#I hope you enjoy its uh silly in premise but packed with heart
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Yes, they are all housemates or roommates (except for Vivi who's discord calling in another country RIP)
Part 2
#modern au#sanuso#usosan#stardew valley#one piece#op fanart#usopp#sanji#nefertari vivi#tony tony chopper#nico robin#luffy and zoro actually room together- usopp is only gaming on zoros computer because he wanted 2 keep it all a secret XD#cant do that while gaming right next to the man in question o _ o#Usopps computer is way better than zoros computer (cause usopp is an epic GAMER and not a filthy CASUAL)#so Zoro was totally down to switch with usopp (hes playing overwatch with every1 else rn)#that does unfortunately mean that he has to game next to the shit cook though XD
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Hi I absolutely LOVE your style! And I was wondering if you would be willing to draw the band au of @strange-birb ? Have a good day ^^
ok i tried my best but i definitely don't think i can capture the vibe right... the designs are so fun tho
#don't know much abt alt fashion. help#my art#batman#batfam#batfamily#batman comics#batfam fanart#batfamily fanart#dc comics#dc#dc fanart#stephanie brown#stephanie brown fanart#spoiler fanart#cassandra cain#red robin#tim drake#jason todd#red hood#secret band au#gothams finest rejects#strange-birb#anon ask#answered
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By the grace of Robin Buckley, Steve gets into college.
She's his first real friend and it's because he knows her, loves her, learned to be a better person from her, that he's able to smile politely and take the hand of his new roommate. His long-haired, tattooed, dressed in all black roommate, who has already put up dark and menacing posters of bands Steve has never heard of and a bedsheet banner with the words "Corroded Coffin" painted on the fabric.
"Eddie Munson," his roommate says.
"Steve Harrington."
"Good to meet you, roomie." Eddie smiles so big it makes dimples pop. It's a good look. "Parents on the way with the rest of your stuff?"
"Oh, er--just me, actually."
Eddie's smile doesn't waiver. "Need some help?"
Normally, Steve would say no, but he just spent the last hour unloading Robin's stuff. "That would be great, thanks."
So, they work together to get Steve moved in, and as they work, he learns more about his roommate. He is a weirdo, an oddball, fundamentally strange, but Steve can't help but be charmed.
Eddie puts on music, something aggressive with loud guitars and drums, and Steve unpacks. He pulls out a picture of himself with the kids during one of their game nights, displaying it carefully on his desk.
"Wait," his new roommate says. "You? And the dnd children?"
Steve laughs. "They're the kids I babysit. You play that nerd game?"
Eddie's nose wrinkles. Something in the back of Steve's mind notes that it's cute. "Nerd game? Dnd is So. Much. More. It's--it's storytelling and strategy and--" Eddie stops, blinking at Steve. "You're fucking with me, aren't you?"
"Little bit," Steve smiles.
"I can't believe you know dnd. That you babysit nerds. You look like such a jock," Eddie shakes his head in disbelief.
"I am a jock," Steve agrees. "And I love those dorky little shitheads. I tolerate the game."
"Steve Harrington. You're just full of surprises, aren't you?"
"Guess so." The smiles they share are wide and sweet, bringing out Eddie's dimples in way that makes Steve long to touch.
After that, they're inseparable. Robin and Eddie and Steve. They study, eat, go to parties, hangout; anything, as long as they're together.
---
Three weeks into the semester, as Steve gets dressed after swim practice, he pulls a shirt out of his bag that doesn't belong to him. It's a black tee, Metallica logo front and center. He chuckles, puts it on. It's soft from wear and smells of laundry detergent and Eddie--cigarettes and leather and some kind of sweet musk. The scent puts him at immediate ease.
He meets Robin and Eddie for lunch. They were early, already have their food and seats, so he walks over to drop off his backpack. Eddie gives him a bright, dimpled smile, but within seconds his mouth is falling open a little, the tips of his ears turning bright red.
"You alright, man?" Steve asks.
Eddie startles, grabs his cup, jamming the straw into his mouth to chew at the plastic."You're--my shirt?" he says.
"Oh, shit. Sorry. Grabbed it by accident. I'll wash it for you."
His roommate flushes pink. "N--no, you don't have to worry about it."
He wants to question Eddie further--he's being so weird--but Robin interrupts. "Dingus! Go get food. Hurry up!"
He does as he's told, but when he comes back, Eddie is even redder than before, and Robin has a wide smirk across her face.
"What is going on with you two?" He asks as he puts his tray down.
Neither of them answer, andEddie launches into a passionate re-telling of some music student drama, so Steve let's himself be distracted.
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It's mid-October and Steve's coming home from the gym, the one place that Robin and Eddie refuse to accompany him. As he nears his room, he hears music. It's not heavy metal, but something soft and slow and acoustic.
He tries to be quiet as he unlocks the door and enters, doesn't want to disturb Eddie, doesn't want him to stop playing. He never practices when Steve is home, says he doesn't want to be a bother with the noise.
Eddie's sitting on his bed, guitar in hand. There's a battered notebook open next to him, a pencil held between his teeth. He hums a bit, pauses to jot something down, and goes back to playing.
He looks beautiful, Steve thinks, bent over his guitar.
Steve is just about to announce himself when Eddie stops playing again. He writes something in the notebook before resting his head in his head. "Pathetic, Munson. Get it together," he mutters.
"Hi!" Steve says. It startles Eddie, who jumps and almost drops the guitar.
"Stevie!" Eddie stumbles to his feet. "I--uh--you're home!" His face is crimson.
"You're really good, man," Steve says. "I'd love to hear more sometime."
"Uh-huh, uh-huh," Eddie nods his head, grabbing for the notebook and slamming it closed. "Sure thing." He stuffs his feet into his Reeboks. "I gotta--I gotta go. Back soon."
Eddie stumbles out their door, notebook clenched firmly in hand.
He is so weird.
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In mid-November, Robin gets invited to a party by a cute girl. They all go.
Steve isn't trying to hook up. He hasn't slept with anyone since they started school, too caught up with Robin and Eddie. But there's a girl, wavy brown curls and wide green eyes (he has the fleeting thought that they should be deep brown, that it's wrong that they aren't), and she's smiling at him.
Flirting with her is easy.
He doesn't know what breaks his concentration, but he turns to face the rest of the room, eyes falling on Eddie. Eddie who is watching him, his deep brown eyes swimming with hurt, with anger.
It sends a shock of pure panic up his spine. "Eddie!"
Eddie turns on his heel, disappearing in the crowd. Steve follows, but by the time he navigates through the partygoers, his roommate is nowhere to be found. He hurries back to their dorm, heart pounding in his ears, mouth dry.
It's dark in the room, though, and for a second he thinks Eddie isn't home, after all. But he turns on the light, illuminates the rigid lump under Eddie's quilt.
"Eddie?" Steve says, voice soft.
He doesn't respond, though Steve can tell he's awake. He tries again, but Eddie curls deeper under his covers.
Steve spends the night wondering what he did to hurt Eddie so bad.
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They're back to normal after Thanksgiving. Steve is so relieved he doesn't even ask.
They stay up all night every night studying for finals. By the time Steve's last test rolls around, he's giddy and frantic. He grabs his textbook, shoves a notebook into his backpack, gets to the English building with just enough time to take a last look at his notes.
Only, he flips the notebook open and it's not his English notes. It's song lyrics.
Steve should close it. Put it back in his backpack. It's private. But he's already reading the lyrics written there. They're sexy. The song's about a guy, one Eddie seems to be totally gone for.
A line catches his eye, "need you on every surface in our room." He reads it again and again until the only thing he can see is the phrase, "our room." His whole body is warm, heat pooling, and he's chubbing up in his jeans in the middle of his English class.
Steve flips the pages, anything to get his mind off of that song, and that's when it hits him like a ton of bricks. All those weird moments--the t-shirt, the song, Steve flirting with a girl-- Eddie likes him.
Steve wants to rush to the dorm, wants to confess everything, even starts to stand, but--he has a final to take.
He makes himself close the notebook, but catches sight of another song as he does. It's a love song. It's plaintive and yearning and wanting. And every lyric is for him, about him, about things they did together. It's also unfinished, breaking off mid-way through the second verse.
He doesn't know how he missed it before, but as the professor hands out the test paper, Eddie is all he can think of.
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When he finally gets back to the room, he finds Eddie's frantic, hair frizzed around his skull. All his bedding is on the floor, the drawers of his wardrobe pulled open.
"Eddie?" Steve asks.
"Have you seen my notebook?"
"What?" Steve's heart drops.
"The black one? It's kind of beaten up?"
"I--uh, yeah. Sorry, Eds. Accidentally grabbed it on my way to class." He pulls his backpack from his shoulder, unzipping it.
"Did you--did you read it?" Eddie's voice shakes, his face painfully red.
Steve doesn't know what to say, what to do. He wants Eddie. Has for a long time, just hadn't been able to put it together. And he doesn't know how to fix what's spiraling out between them.
"Eddie," he says. Can think of nothing else, hopes his desperation is clear in his voice. "Please." He closes the distance between them, slowly, carefully. Cups Eddie's chin in his hand.
They stare at each other, Eddie's eyes wide with shock. Steve can feel the other man's breath on his face, smell the tobacco and sweet musk scent of him.
"Every surface of our room, huh?" Steve asks.
Eddie's cheeks flush. He turns away, bashful. "Something like that."
"And if I want it too?" Steve whispers.
The words hang between them for several beats, before they both move to close the lingering distance between them. Their mouths slip together, like it's nothing, like they do this all the time. Steve grasps at Eddie's curls, fists a hand into his t-shirt, totally lost to the rhythm of the kiss, the easy slip of Eddie's tongue in his mouth.
Eventually, the come up for air, both pink cheeked and panting.
"You're full of surprises, Steve Harrington." Eddie breathes.
"Just wait," Steve smirks, moves in to nip at Eddie's bottom lip. "We have so many surfaces."
#steddie#steve x eddie#steve harrington#eddie munson#robin buckley#ficlet#oneshot#college au#best friends to lovers#fluff#eddie has a terrible crush#steve is oblivious#platonic stobin#a little angst#misunderstanding#they're all besties#eddie writes songs about steve#secret crush#and they were roommates
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The One with the Gossip
The group is hanging out at the café, all in different conversations when Jonathan comes into the bar and flops down on the couch. Camera bag sliding off his shoulders.
“When does this place start serving alcohol?” he groans.
“In about thirty minutes,” Nancy starts, “are you ok?”
Argyle trades places with Robin, sitting next Jonathan. “That bad?”
Jonathan nods, widening his eyes. “Messiest wedding I have worked months. There were so many things and they just piled on top of each other. The amount of bridesmaids and groomsmen that had previously slept together and didn’t know about it was insane.”
Steve and Eddie turn their heads at the same time. “What now,” Eddie says intrigued.
“I love messy shit I’m not apart of,” Steve mutters under his breath.
“It was crazy,” Jonathan sits up, turning toward Steve and Eddie at the side table. “And it all started for the most stupid reason. The guys apparently had a bet when to see how many of the bridesmaids they could sleep with. And the girls didn’t know about it, and a few of them fell with their ‘charms’ and were none the wiser. Until, one of the groomsmen said who won in their speech.”
“Holy shit,” Robin says with a sip of her tea.
Eddie winces. “That is such a dick move.”
“How likely was it that they were part of those fraternities that just liked to terrorize people,” Steve asks. Having almost accidently joined one of these fraternities when he was in college.
Jonathan nods with disgust. “That only scratches the surface. The best man had won, having slept with six out of the seven bridesmaids, and he was engaged to the maid of honor.”
Everyone winces with disgust.
“Not cool, dude,” Argyle says with disappointment. “So not cool. How can people do this to other people. And think that they can get away with it.”
“Because they’re inconsiderate assholes,” Steve says at the same the same time Eddie says “They’re disgusting bags of shit.” They high five each other.
Jonathan lets out a long breath. “And I’m not done yet. It gets worse.”
“Oh my god, how,” Nancy questions.
Argyle stands. “I’ll be right back, continue without me.” He walks over to the bar and starts to talk to the barista.
“He got bonus points for sleeping with the bride. And the second-place winner, was the groom.”
“Holy shit,” everyone says in unison.
Jonathan nods with wide eyes. “And the groom got a bonus point for sleeping with his future mother in law.”
They were too stunned to speak, just letting the silence fill that moment. Argyle returns with a cup of something and places it in Jonathan’s hands.
“What did I miss?” he asks, looking at them all super confused. “Are you guys broken?”
Steve shakes his head, trying to wrap his head around what was just said. “I don’t think I’ve heard that one before.”
“And this is coming from someone who has actually slept with one of his frat bro’s moms,” Robin interjects.
“On accident. And she was his stepmom, that was much younger than his dad, well after I was in college. He doesn’t know, it’s fine.”
“Did that cause another sex ban?” Eddie asks.
Steve laughs. “No, that’s when the figured out that the previous sex ban wasn’t working.”
Jonathan takes a sip of the drink Argyle gave him. “Jesus, that’s strong. Did you bribe them or something?”
“Something like that. Seriously though, what did I miss?”
“Groom slept with the future mother-in-law,” Robin fills in, Argyle winces. “What is with people?”
Jonathan shrugs. “Don’t know. But it was a big wedding that they are not getting a refund for. And I still got cake, well what was left of it.”
Eddie leans forward. “What was left of it?”
“Yeah,” Jonathan nods. “Speeches were right before cake, so the bride took the entire top layer and slammed it over the groom’s head. Followed by the maid of honor taking two giant handfuls and shoving it into the best man’s face. Arguments broke out and all that shit. I stayed back to help clean up.”
“Had they signed the marriage certificate yet?” Nancy asks.
Jonathan sighs. “No clue, don’t care. It’s over and I got paid. A lot. This was not a cheap wedding. Oh right,” Jonathan reaches down into his bag and grabs a takeout container, handing it to Argyle. “Saved you a piece of cake.”
Argyle takes it, opening it and starting to eat it. Nodding his head in appreciation.
The rest of the group looks at Jonathan. “Where’s our cake?” Robin asks, a little hurt.
“You don’t live with me, you don’t get cake.”
Tag list (let me know if you want to be added or taken off) @slowandsteddie, @annieofhearts, @cacdyke, @ubpd, @captain--low, @thespaceantwhowrites, @goodolefashionedloverboi, @anne-bennett-cosplayer, @lunaticparisianlady, @apomaro-mellow, @dolphincliffs, @dragonmama76, @maggiebug417, @stevesbipanic, @fearieshadow, @mentallyundone, @eightpackdiaz, @au79burger @bookworm0690 , @practicallybegging, @potato-of-the-lord, @autumncrocusandladybug
#this was inspiried by a tiktok I saw#where this woman was getting her matching tattoo with her mom removed because her mom was sleeping with her husband#which yikes#that must have been a messy divorce#also jonathan in a secret gossip I firmly believe that#morgan's friends au#stranger things#stranger things au#stranger things ficlet#friends au#steve harrington#eddie munson#robin buckley#nancy wheeler#jonathan byers#argyle#pre relationships#steddie#ronance#jargyle
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Part 2
Robin Buckley was unfortunately well-aware of Steve Harrington, long before they started working together. He had been the worst kind of popular in high school, the completely effortless kind. And Robin was not looking forward to working with him.
Sure, he had been better than the other jock dickheads Robin was forced to share space with, but that probably had more to do with his weird Eddie Munson friendship than anything else. Being friends with the town freak kind of forced you to be more accepting. Or in Steve’s case, force you to punch anyone who insulted him in the face.
And while that was all nice and chivlirous or whatever it didn’t stop the fact that Steve Harringinton was a complete ass who slept with dozens of girls and threw them away immmeidtly after. There was no way that a guy like that wasn’t a dick.
And after their first shift working together, Robin was convinced that she had been absolutely right. He was a total slouch at work, spending most of his time failing at flirting with girls or yapping to his friends on the phone in the back. He was a complete diva about his hair, and their manager had given him three reprimands in the span of four hours for not wearing the dumb hat. And he was always trying to get out of work early.
After their first week together Robin was ready to strangle him. The only thing she’d give him is that he accepted being assigned indefinite bathroom cleaning duty with grace, otherwise she probably would have killed him and hid the body in the freezer by now.
Though he was really trying to expedite the process over here.
It was another annoying, Harrington filled day, only for him to once again try and leave early.
But before he could get to the door, Robin was dragging him back behind the counter, hissing, “Where the hell do you think you’re going? We have inventory tonight.”
She had expected him to whine in response or maybe say something dickish that she could kick him in the shin for, but he just looked horrified.
“Tonight? B-But it won’t take that long right? Like just a few minutes?”
“Try a few hours. They’re making us count the spoons man. You’re not going anywhere anytime soon.”
His eyes got wider with each word, and for a split second Robin was actually worried that he was about to have a panic attack. That was until he opened his mouth again, “I-okay. Look dude, I really can’t do this tonight. I have a thing that I need to go to. But I can make it up to you! Or I can come in tomorrow morning-”
“The manager is going to look at it tomorrow morning,” Robin interrupted, arms crossed and brow twitching, “What is so damn important that it can’t wait till tomorrowow?”
“Does that matter?” Steve asked, oddly defensive for someone who was literally begging, “I just need to leave. But I can make it up to you! I’ll even pay you. You can have all the tips for the week and if that’s not enough then I’ll do the trash for three-no four days. I’ll do anything. Please?”
He actually looked like he was on the edge of tears and Robin had to begrudgingly admit that the puppy eyes were working on her. Christ, she was too good of a person.
She sighed, “Trash duty for two weeks, and for the week I get the tips I expect you to be extra charming. We clear?”
“Yes! Totally fair!” Steve was already speed walking backwards to the door, and those misty eyes had suddenly completely disappeared. Robin was started to think that she just got played and big time, “Best co-worker ever! Really couldn’t ask for better-”
“Just fucking go.” Robin said as she shooed him off, near snorting when Steve actually started running out of the mall.
She looked back behind the counter, groaning when she realized that his trash promise apparently started tomorrow. Fucking dick. She’d take out the trash, do inventroy alone, and then curse the Harrington name.
She started to lug the disgusting trash bags full of soupy ice cream through the backdoor, shivering a little in the cold. The dumpster was right next to the almost empty parking lot, everyone gone except one long running van.
Robin stopped, realziing that two people were making out infront of it, and one of them just so happened to still be wearing his cutsy uniform while he shoved his tongue down the stranger’s throat. Robin stared at them, barely concealed by the dumpster as her blood boiled.
Steve ditched her to make-out with some chick in the parking lot? Oh hell no. He was not getting away with this. She was just about to come out of her hiding spot to start tearing into him when she heard Steve giggle. Honest to god giggle.
He was standing in front of the girl, obscuring her face while he played with a lock of her hair, “Aw, don’t pout. I didn’t make the schedule. Besides, I already said I’d make it up to you in any way you want.”
Robin rolled her eyes, wondering if she should include warning the poor girl that whatever two week anniversary they were celebrating would definitely be their last when she called him out.
“I just didn’t expect to spend most of our four year anniversary eating cake in bed alone,” The stranger answered, their voice instantly recongnizble, “I was supposed to be eating you.”
That wasn’t a chick, that was Eddie.
Robin gasped, a hand going over her mouth. She had heard that voice many times, usually yelling about comforimity while standing on a lunch table. But that didn’t make sense! It couldn’t be-
But then Eddie was spinning them around, crowding Steve against the hood of his car, his signature DIO vest on full display while he ploundered Steve’s mouth, Steve laughing into it all the while.
Robin felt like her brain was short-circuiting as she watched them. She was actually witnessing Steve Harrington happily shoving his tongue down Eddie Munson’s throat.
Steve pulled away first, holding Eddie back with a hand to his chest, still giggling, “God, that was so lame. Even for you.”
“You love it.”
“I do,” Steve easily agreed, “And I’ll love it even more when we’re home and in bed. Then we can really start celebrating.”
That was more than enough for Eddie. He dragged Steve off of the hood before opening the passenger side door for him, stealing one more kiss before running over to the driver’s side.
Robin watched as they settled into the van, hands immediately clasped back together over the centerconsole. But it didn’t stop there. No, Steve was licking his lips and looking down muttering something to Eddie that she couldn’t hear. But she could guess, especially when his head suddenly dissapeared right before they drove off.
Robin stayed hidden behind the dumpster, still trying to comprehend what she’d just seen. She just watched King Steve make out with the resident freak, and maybe start the beginnings of road head, all while giggling and laughing about their fucking anniversy.
What. The. Fuck.
From an unpublished chapter of this fic
#secret relationship steddie#steddie#steddie ficlet#steddie fic#eddie munson#robin buckley#steve harrington#the universe trapped in your skin#this is straight from my childhood au fic for 85#might do a part 2 here though#because the fic is NOWHERE near this part but it's technically written#stranger things
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*one of the songs of a new up and coming band plays over the watchtower speakers. The singers sound suspiciously like the members of yj98*
Batman:
Robin(Tim):
Batman:
Robin:
Batman:
Robin: “did you use voice recognition-”
Batman: *nod*
Robin: *sight of defeat* “their gonna kill me……”
#incorrect young justice quotes#young justice 98#young just us#young justice#young justice 1998#young justice comics#yj98#tim drake#robin#batman#secret band au
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Nightwing and Red Hood try to convince security guard, Danny Fenton, to let them "borrow" Harley Quinn for the night
Danny: So why do you need me to let Harley out for you?
Nightwing: C'mon, Danny, buddy...
Harley: Yeah, he's your friend! Do him a solid.
Danny: Shush! Why?
Red Hood: I'm gonna kill the Joker.
Danny: Oh no! No way in any hell am I letting you make him my problem!
Bonus:
Red Hood: I died! Do you have any idea what- wait, no, forgot who I was talking to. Let me try again.
#might be a little confusing since i haven't posted the headcanon yet#but the idea is that Dick and Danny were friends as Robin and Phantom#later on as Nightwing and Phantom#and met Jason as Robin#the three of them all know each other's secret idenities#but Bruce doesn't remember or recognize Danny#the three are refusing to tell Mr. World's Greatest Detective who he is#and are having too much fun watching Bruce try to figure it out#danny phantom#batman#danny fenton#dick grayson#jason todd#arkham guard au#dp x dc
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Secret Robin au
Bruce was on edge for the rest of patrol
Prev / Next / Commission info / ko-fi
#secret robin au#jason and steph both come from harder backgrounds so they'd be the most vocal about this type of thing imo#also Jason deserves a croptop jacket#batdad#batman#spoiler dc#red hood#stephanie brown#jason todd#bruce wayne#fanart#fan art#my art#comic#dc#dc comics#batfam#batfamily#batkids#batsiblings
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I wanted to do fan art for @strange-birb secret band au for awhile because it’s just too good and the art is just 😍😍. I also had been wanting to do a graffiti Damian so I just combined them.
( @strange-birb love love love your art work sm!!! It’s just too beautiful. )
#dc universe#batman#batfam#robin#dc robin#my artwork#damian wayne#tim drake#jason todd#stephanie brown#cassandra cain#secret band#secret band au#fan art
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writers block has actually hit me like a fucking train i cant even get one word out recently 😭😭 also school has sucked and i’m kinda having beef with my ‘friend’.
here’s a part of chapter 4 of secret robins, i’m so sorry i promise it’ll come out sometime this week
i just love tim drake being a cocky bitch sm <3
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I love the switch in chapter 3 cuz Bruce goes from "I do not care about this child whatsoever" (lying) to "this is an on fire garbage can, could be a son" while Tim goes from vaguely logical if you go at it from a weird angle to hissing and clawing and biting because he doesn't understand how to deal with genuine care and takes out as a slight against his person, like;
Bruce:I am worried about your home life as I admittedly should have been from the start
Tim:Fuck off I guess you don't care about your Dead Son
And it's so very amusing
It was a fun progression to show because, on the surface level we were watching Bruce lighten up, become more welcoming and affectionate and it's like "things will be okay :)" meanwhile Tim was very much being an insane, little gremlin in the background but B was too tied up in his own issues to notice until Tim metaphorically bitch slapped his trauma button. It's very fun to play with perspectives.
I like Timmy not because he's a sad boy but because he is a horribly maladjusted little weirdo who has a whole lot of heart and smarts but no sense and it leads to beautifully chaotic scenarios. He's just 10x as worse than canon here bc he has next to free reign presently and he is not above emotionally manipulating B to keep that up.
#secret robin au#I got so many reviews on chap 1 and 2 like 'aw poor tim'#and it's like 'tim wants this too he's being absolutely unhinged off screen where B can't see him'#now he's just discarded his polite veneer and is being a pedantic goblin full time
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my brain is fucking Vibrating rn
YET ANOTHER STEDDIE AU IDEA!!!!!!!
There's this tv show called Chuck, right? Awkward nerdy dude (Eddie) working at an off-brand Best Buy with his even lamer, nerdier best friend (let's say Dustin). Eddie accidentally gets a super computer installed into his brain and suddenly knows a bunch of top secret government information (and is now the only person on the planet with access to said info, making him a liability asset). Super cool and drop-dead gorgeous CIA agent Steve Harrington is tasked with working alongside gruff, seasoned war veteran/FBI agent Jim Hopper to protect the asset.
#still haven't worked out who Robin could be#i just knew that I couldn't make her be morgan bc that would be an insult to Robin#which is why Steve is not assigned to be chuck#and also because Eddie does not have a single cool bone in his body#like I'm sorry but that boy is So goofy. he could never be a secret agent.#steddie au#chuck nbc#chuck au#chuck tv show#also Hopper would be PERFECT as Casey.#especially since he has a [SPOILER]#but yeah uhhh#if anyone wants to write this#be my guest#*GASP*#BIG MIKE COULD BE BOB#no upside down au#modern(ish) au#oh and also! in the first episode steve dresses up like a ninja!! so he finally gets to live out that dream!!!
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