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(I know his robe is white in the show but I am not at a point in my art journey where I know how to make white clothes look like clothes lol)
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Apocalypse Victor visting Jayce
(I know his robe is white in the show but I am not at a point in my art journey where I know how to make white clothes look like clothes lol)
I was gonna add more flowers but I got fed up with them
“Can I ask you a question?”
Janet turned to face her semi-regular visitor, an alternative version of her son, and boy, wasn’t that a sentence?
“Different from the ones I’ve been asking, I mean?”
“Oh course, birdie.”
It had been rather awkward for the both of them the first time Janet had instinctively used a pet name that she used for her own Tim, one that his Mother had also used for him.
He had blinked away tears so quickly that if she hadn’t known all versions of her son so dearly she would have thought she had imagined it.
From that point on she made sure to only call him Tim or Birdie, a pet based off his hero identity, (and it still took the breath out of her lungs to think about any version of her baby fighting criminals with nothing but a belt full of tools and a metal staff. Her fear for him was not at all canceled out by her pride). The name deemed safe since her own Tim was a civilian.
Though, even “Tim” got confusing sometimes when trying to differentiate between her son and the son of dead version of herself.
She had asked if it would perhaps be better to call him Jackson and he had frowned at the suggestion, suggesting Alvin or Carl as alternatives instead with a sudden, sly smirk and a snicker when he saw her expression.
He smiled at her now, a soft, gentle thing, that spoke of comfort but his eyes were sad.
“Do you think…” he paused, “Do you think, if things were reversed between our worlds and you had passed, sorry, this is, uh, um a pretty heavy question...”
Tim trailed off, eyes glued to the bare white wall across from him and Janet walked over and sat beside him, not touching, just silently offering support.
“It’s okay, it’s obviously burdening you, let me carry some of the weight. What’s on your mind, Birdie?”
“If it were you that had die-passed, and your Tim had access to trans-dimensional travel, would it… would it make you sad or hurt your feelings if your Tim was to visit my mom?”
Janet paused, thinking it over.
Tim didn’t look at her, allowing her to consider her words carefully.
“A little bit, I think. Not hurt, but sad, because of course my preference would be to be a part of his life. However, even if it would make me a little sad, it would mean the world to me that another Janet was able to open up her arms to my son, that he had found a way to ease his pain, even if just a little bit.”
He smiled at her and it was watery.
“You know, when I come to visit, I take the information you give me and I go though my Mama’s stuff, almost like I’m gathering clues here and putting the pieces together there.”
He paused, trying and failing to not fidget.
“I had no idea, about the Emily Dickinson poem, until you told me and then I went home and she had used that poem in a couple of her poems and social media posts.”
He leaned in to her space.
“It’s nice, getting to learn about her, even now that she’s gone… I appreciate you, you giving me the chance to do so.”
Janet gently bumped shoulders with him, “Of course, Birdie.”
“It also kind of feels weird,” he confessed, “to investigate my own mom like this.”
Janet hummed, and took a chance, “Well, you are two anthropologists’ son, investigating the dead is kind of in your blood.”
Tim choked out a laugh, “Yeah,” he huffed out, voice low and rough but still amused, “guess you’re right.”
He leaned back against the sofa, “She’d love that, I think, being an anthropological revelation.”
“I’d be flattered, certainly.”
Tim snickered at that.
“Do you think your Tim is gonna be an anthologist. Like you and his dad?”
Janet hummed, “Maybe. He enjoys coming out to digs on holidays and summer vacations. But he also enjoys his photography and he keeps making jokes, that I’m not entirely sure are actually jokes about becoming a professional skateboarder.”
Tim snorted in amusement, “Well, I’m rooting for him if he goes for it.”
Janet grinned. “I will too, if that’s his passion in life, though I will expect him to have a backup plan, of course.”
“Of course.” Tim agreed.
“Anything but vigilante!” She shook his shoulder gently, “I already have one of those to worry about!”
He laughed, and he didn’t sound like her own Tim when he laughed.
He sounded like her, or well, she thought, another version of me.
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I wrote a lot of words just to say I’m not over Batman (2016) #134 & I never will be ^.^
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My BFF expressed love for Alcreamie so I doddled this for her : )
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Happy (belated) Valentines Day, everyone! ❤️
Something I think that’s funny (not in a judgey way) is how a lot of fandom views Tim’s relationships with the other Batfam members/Gotham heroes
Tim might be the bat fam member/Gotham vigilante with the most positive relationships out of every one but for the angst a lot of people ignore that (again not judging, also love a good angsty fic, just think it’s interesting) and I listed it out below : )
boy terror <3
Finished the Arkham series today so i wanted to post an old doodle of my favourite little loser. I’ve had no idea what to draw recently so I’ve been pretty absent but I’m trying my best to not over criticize myself and just dump the art that i have stockpiled
(The gay version)
New and improved version of the Tim Drake drawing based off of a pride themed robin funko pop i found at Toys R Us (I’m absolutely obsessed
Sooo I started reading more Tim-centric comics and have discovered that he is a very good boy.
detective work 🔍❓
I absolutely adore them
an important distinction of rr!tim is that it's not that he was so alone and friendless he had no choice but to turn to the league it's that even at his most self solitary he is unable to turn off his innate ability to make friends in any situation even if he really doesn't want to be there
by which of course i mean his time at the league really should be read as his adult brentwood arc where he spends his days saving various league members from their personal struggles during his time there. everyone remembers pru, but nobody ever considers faceless ninja #2487, who tim saved from a crippling addiction to gambling-
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Because I saw people say Tim should have been a raccoon in beast world lol
Y’all know what I think would make an interesting AU?
If everyone in Young Justice was a clone or a “clone”