Rooftop Baseball and the Gotham Selfie Olympics.

2 different versions of a print, haven’t decided which one I’ll be printing, though! May Touch up later.

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Robins doodles

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reallybadacid said:
Jason and Tim 13, 16, or 19


13: Sleep cuddling

Tim’s asleep. He’s almost diagonal across his expensive sheets, surrounded by fancy pillows in neutral colours. His room looks exactly as lived-in as usual; which is to say, not at all. 

He isn’t snoring, but his breath comes in little gasps sometimes, uneven huffs and sighs. He’d been sick recently, was probably still recovering. The cold air wouldn’t help.

Jason watches from the doorway. Paused. He hadn’t expected the place to be so quiet, especially considering it’s just after 1am. Hell, he hadn’t figured Tim would even be home, wanted to grab a snack in his amazing, entirely unused kitchen, and then get some sleep.

His damn place was compromised again, and the kid has got a sweet setup. Usually.

He takes a silent step closer to the bed, and Tim’s eye cracks open. 

Jason doesn’t say anything, just takes off his boots one at a time. Leaves them by the door. He shucks his jacket next, and then his shirt. 

Tim’s eyes have drifted closed again disinterestedly. He’s still more than halfway asleep, comfortable. Relaxed. 

It’s probably stupid of him, to be this trusting, Jason thinks. But it’s kind of a nice feeling, having a someone in his so-called family who sometimes trusts him. Because for all his big talk, even Dick is still on his guard whenever he’s around.

He takes his phone out of his back pocket and hesitates, hand on his belt. He glances toward the bed again, to see the babybird watching him lazily, eyes slits. He mumbles, “Y’re okay?”

“Did you know,” Jason says instead, “That Goldie is asleep on your couch?”

“Damian shotgunned the gues’ room,” he says, into a pillow. 

Jason processes this. “And they… don’t have homes of their own?” he concludes, eventually.

“Don’t you?” Tim says, still watching him in the dark.

He kicks off his jeans, then, scowling. He’s in a t-shirt (#YOLO printed large across the chest, because he never said he wasn’t an asshole), and a pair of truly hideous boxer shorts.

He puts his folded clothes into a vaguely-tidy pile by his boots, figuring that the pretender’s floor is probably cleaner than the plates he eats off. And he walks closer to the bed.

He lifts a corner of the covers. “Move over.”

“My bed,” Tim says, enunciating carefully through his mouthful of pillow, “My rules.”

“Christ,” Jason says. “You little shit.”

“ ‘m comfy.

“You’d better be, ‘cause that’s the position you’re gonna die in.”

Tim’s eye cracks open. “Yeah, right.” And, “You could always go home.”

Jason sighs, easing his way under the covers. Then, irritated, “Least lift your stupid head.”

Babybird obliges, even halfway-rolling onto his side. And Jason, as always faintly self-conscious of his bulk, carefully fills the gaps Tim’s left vacant. The sheets are faintly warm and stupid plush, a silk cotton blend on goosedown, and Tim’s head is heavy on Jason’s arm, his hair tickling bare skin. 

Safe-houses and the state of vigilantism being what they are, it isn’t the first time he’s shared a bed with Tim. But admittedly it’s usually less planned than this, typically one of them injured or drugged or a bit of both. If he’s honest, he’d expected a bit of a fight with the kid, or a sincere (but patronising) offer of enough money for a hotel. Tim, who’s so careful with his space. 

But he sometimes forgets how well Tim’s people-reading skills are.

“If I hit you in my sleep,” Jason says, quietly. “You get a free face-shot tomorrow, okay?”

“… Reassuring,” Tim mumbles wryly, eyes closed. 

“Why are the demon and his pet Batman here?”

“One of them’s here ‘cause B’s an asshole, an’ the other one got lonely.” Tim snorts, then, says “I honest t’God don’t know which one’s which.”

Jason snickers, low, and Tim sleepily slings an arm over his torso, curling a little closer. “Now shush, I’m sleeping.”

Jason doesn’t laugh, but he does say, “Goodnight, Baby b.”


And it takes a few minutes, but Jason is sure that the Replacement’s asleep again. Which is why his heart jolts when he hears a rasping whisper, right by his ear–

You’re going for a bagel run tomorrow.”


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robin i; ii, iii and v

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This is 100% What I’m going to pretend is happening offscreen the whole time

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Batcat and his Robins Kittens.

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family ♥

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*u* Batkids ♥
art by me


*u* Batkids ♥

art by me

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So me and my friend unknownurethane from school were kinda joking around about Batfam AU’s and then we were talking about a Chobits (No be quiet don’t judge) one WHEN SHIT GOT REAL AND I WAS LIKE NO WAIT I REALLY DO WANT AN ANDROID AU… I mean it’s probably more complex in my head but I’m pretty bad at expressing it on the spot so here’s kind of a summary:

Jason: After his death and reanimation, he was found by Talia & Co. and rather than ultimately being thrown into the Lazarus Pit, they use technology to build an AI program into his brain to help him function after the brain damage… SO I guess that makes him a cybernetically enhanced human…

Tim: After Jason Todd’s death, Rather than risking human Life Bruce uses W.E. Android technology (under wraps) to create a Robin replacement, Tim. 

Cass: Made using the same technology as Tim stolen from Tim’s programming

Damian: Also like Cass, was made using programming stolen from Bruce, but engineered to be “superior.” A more advanced Android. 


Also aside from what I’ve drawn and Steph the rest of the cast is human…

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