sleeper body tim is something i think about often. like visually he looks like he has the skeletal structure of a cooked noodle but in reality he’s super strong. for example:

jason: shit the door is locked. move i’ll shoot the lock

tim: no don’t waste a bullet, i got this

jason: wtf are you gonna—

tim: *kicks door down*

jason: *horrified*

OR him taking his blazer off at a gala and people being able to see the muscles in his arms through his shirt when he moves. the morning after the gala there are articles like:

Billionaire Bruce Wayne’s adopted son and CEO of WE Timothy Drake-Wayne is secretly buff?

Also imagine him beating everyone in arm wrestling because he just takes them by surprise.

my playlists for the batboys

more to come later, I didn’t forget u Steph Cass Duke Babs maybe even Bruce if I have minimal jet lag from my 20 hr flight later today

No apologies for the Apple Music, Apple Music is superior to Spotify

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Dick: Okay, I think we’re gonna have to do ‘Good Cop, Bad Cop’.

Jason: Yeah. It’s tropey but it works.

Dick: Exactly. Wanna flip for Bad Cop?

Jason: You’re kidding.

Dick: Or we could play Rock, Paper, Scissors, Lizard, Spock?

Jason: Dude, I can’t be Good Cop. I kill people, remember? You can’t kill people and be Good Cop.

Dick: Those were traffickers and mob lieutenants. These are Rogue goons.

Jason: What, like that matters?

Dick: Yes, that matters. They don’t care that you took out some mobsters. They care that you revived the Joker after beating him to death and then let him go.

Jason: I didn’t revive him, I just didn’t let him die yet! And I didn’t let him go either! That was Batman! I was gonna kill the psycho!

Dick: Yeah, well, you still kept him alive and the goons probably know it. Just like they know I was happy to leave him dead when I killed him.

Jason: What?

Dick: You heard me.

Jason: You…?

Dick: Killed the Joker? Yes. I thought he killed Timmy and then when I confronted him, he said your name and…I didn’t stop hitting him until he choked on his own blood.

Jason: Then…how is he still alive?

Dick: Batman revived him.

Jason Fucking what?

Dick: Yeah.

Jason: Well, now I definitely can’t be Good Cop. I’m way to pissed for that shit.

Dick: Well, so am I.

Jason: Fuck.

Dick: Fuck.

Jason: So now whadda we do? Try to beat it outta him?

Dick: No, he'll lock down. That's why I suggested "Good Cop, Bad Cop" to begin with.

Jason: So we need a Good Cop.

Dick: Okay, I’m gonna call Timmy and see if he can come play Good Cop.

Jason: Good plan.

Dick [talking into a secure (& Batman-proof) phone]: Hey, Robin, you busy?

Tim [on speakerphone]: Kinda, yeah. What’s going on? You sound weird.

Dick: Hood and I need to get some intel from a goon, and we’re thinking “Good Cop, Bad Cop” is the way to go but neither of us can pull off Good Cop right now.

Tim: Shit. I’m in Bangkok right now-

Jason: The fuck are you doing in Bangkok?

Tim: Speedy needed help with a thing.

Dick: In Bangkok?

Tim: No. She’s in Korea.

Jason: So, again, why the fuck are you in Bangkok?

Tim: Because Lady Shiva’s here and she’s perfect for what Speedy needs, so I’m calling in a favor she owes me.

Dick: You’re calling in a favor from Lady Shiva because Speedy needs help with a thing in Korea.

Tim: Yep. You got it.

Dick: No, that’s- You say that like it doesn’t require any further-

Tim: Can you hang on for a second? There’s an assassin tailing me.

Dick: Shit. Do you need us to send someone out there?

Jason; Starfire should be done with her thing by now. She's not on your shit list, right?

Tim: No, I like Kori. But I’m good now. My assassin got the other assassin.

Dick: You have an assassin?

Tim: Kinda? She defected from the League of Assassins and is up for hire but she always gives me priority since she feels like she owes me a life-debt.

Dick: Again, you sound like you think that statement doesn’t require any further explanation.

Jason: So you hired your assassin buddy to kill the other assassin?

Tim: What? No. Of course not. She didn’t kill him. We’ll question him later. She never kills on my jobs since she knows I don’t like it.

Dick: What about other jobs?

Tim: That’s her business. We aren’t all control freaks, you know.

Dick: That’s-

Jason: That’s good, Little Red. Good that you have healthy boundaries.

Dick: I have healthy boundaries.

Jason: Sure you do.

Tim: Okay, you’re gonna have to argue that on your own. I’m supposed to help my friends out with something after I get Shiva to help Speedy, but I have to handle this interrogation first. So how about I just send my friends the twenty-five plans I drew up and ask Bunker if he minds helping you out before he joins us? He should be able to get inside Gotham in less than ten minutes.

Jason: Oh, Bunker’s perfect for Good Cop.

Tim: Right? They’ll spill everything and probably give him their grandma’s secret family recipes on top of it.

Dick: Wait. Back it up. You have twenty-five plans drawn up? What are you guys up against?

Tim: Nothing we can’t handle. Young Justice figures, why even bother with a plan B if you aren’t gonna cover the whole alphabet?

Jason: There’s twenty-six letters in the alphabet, Little Red.

Tim: Yeah, but plan Z is always the same, so we don’t bother listing it anymore.

Dick: Is it ‘get an adult’?

Tim: Of course not.

Jason: When you were a Teen Titan, how often did you call in an adult when you probably should have?

Dick: Okay, that’s fair.

Jason: So what’s plan Z?

Tim: ‘Fuck it, we ball’.

Dick: That’s not a pl-

Jason: That’s perfect. I love it.

Dick: No. Don’t encourage him.

Tim: Thanks, Red. So do you want me to ask Bunker about helping you? I’m kinda on a time crunch now.

Jason: Yes, please.

Tim: Okay. He’s on the way. Is there anything else?

Dick: Whe-

Jason: No, we’re good. Have fun storming the castle!

Tim: ‘Kay, bye!

Jason: Bye!

Dick: The fuck-

Jason: Bunker and I can handle the interrogation here and Timmy and his assassin friend are gonna be busy with an interrogation there for a bit. If you take off now, you can probably catch up with him and go all big brother like you’re dying to.

Dick: You sure?

Jason: Yeah, I’m sure me and Bunker can handle this asshole.

Dick: Thank you.

Jason: Yeah, well, you did kill the Joker. That’s gotta count for something, right?

Dick: I’ll tell you all about it after I make sure Timmy doesn’t get himself killed or lose another organ.

Jason: I’ll hold you to- Timmy lost an organ?

Dick [already calling Kori to get him to Tim]: Later. I’m on a time crunch now!

Jason: I’m holding you to that!

Jason: *sighs* No one in this family knows how to share.

I'm so in love with Tim dropping some absolutely bizarre pieces of lore about himself like it's no big deal and not bothering to explain it

Jason‘s bike breaks on the way to a mission, and he doesn‘t have time to repair it, so he takes the bus.

He enters, passes the petrified driver the money and gets met with several sleep deprived gothamites staring at him. He‘s still wearing the helmet, his weapons are out. He‘s covered in grease and dirt and looks like he just crawled out of his grave (again).

Someone slowly, slowly takes their camera out and snaps a picture. It’s on the front page of the newspaper the next morning.

Bruce has to go off-world for something since he does not trust his children to not destroy Gotham while he is gone, he calls up his cousin to watch the kids. (Grown up) Danny shows up and has to wrangle his cousin’s children. Danny is full-on expected to be babysitting a bunch of little kids, he is surprised when most of them are adults.

Bruce's kids didn't expect to have a babysitter---they are not pleased. So they decide to make Danny's job 10x worse.

Danny wasn't originally going to butt into their patrols, but they're being annoying. So Danny messes with them on patrol.

(Alfred is on vacation and the thing Bruce has to deal with is short notice. Bruce did not want to cut Alfred’s vacation short)

"Bruce, please. I know parents loose perspective when it comes to their own children, but most of these are adults!"

"The only one that's still a minor is Damian." - Added a man with pale skin who probably just reach his 20's.

"I'm leaving." - Danny said, turning to leave the Manor.

"Common Danny, I can't possibly leave them unsupervised." - All the "kids" glared at Bruce, not that Danny could blame them for it. - "And Alfred is on vacation, your my only option."

Danny pinched his nose and then turned to look at the youngest - "How old are you?"

"14. I am completely capable of taking care of myself. This whole ordeal is unnecessary. You can leave." - Said the kid crossing his arms.

Danny gave Bruce an unimpressed look but Bruce just said - "Danny, someone has to look out for them while I'm gone, please. You owe me one."

"And I can't believe your using it for this." - Danny said exasperated. - "Okay, sure, whatever, I'll babysit your teen and adult children. If this is what you want to spent your favor on, then go ahead."

"Thank you Danny. Kids, behave yourself with Danny." Said Bruce as he left the room with his luggage.

Danny could see how all the "kids" in the room rolled their eyes, and he was sure a girl whispered "we're not even his kids, what are we doing here?" to another girl in a wheelchair. Danny limited himself to a long sight.

"Okay." Danny turned to look at the young adults and the teen in the room. "I guess presentation are in order. My name is Danny Nightingale, and I'm a distant relative of your... Father, parental figure and/or adult that looks out for you(?). As it seems, I was left in charge of keeping you from bringing the city down in flames."

"It's always good to meet new family! I'm Richard Grayson, but, you can call me Dick. I will be staying at the manor for a couple of days, but, I actually live at Bludhaven right now so..." - A man that seemed to be in his mid twenties said. He most be the optimistic of the family, Danny thought as he nodded to him.

"My name is Damian Wayne and as I said before, your assistance is not required here Nightingale, it would be better if you leave." - The kid said taking his attention from Dick.

"Pleasure Damian, unfortunately, I do owe your father a favor, so I will be staying."

"Tt"

The kid may be the one that give him the must trouble, which is annoying since he's one of the few he does need to keep a close eye to. Danny already wants to go back to his lair.

"Well, I'm Stephanie, this one here is Barbara. We both are not Bruce's kids, so you can forget about us after we leave."

"You both spent enough time here to be consider his kids. If we can not scape the babysitter, you can't do it either." - The one who had pointed out that Damian was the only minor before said.

"Common Tim, my own father living with me at the moment. I already have a more adult adult looking out for me, so this babysitting can't possibly apply for me by definition."

The three of them started bantering and Danny turned his look to the girl standing beside them. She nodded and pointing at herself said - "Cassandra. Cass."

Danny nodded back, then turned to look to the only 2 that still hadn't presented themselves.

"Um, I'm Duke, and no offense dude, but, I'm pretty sure I'm to old for a babysitter."

"I know, I know, I also think you're to old for this." - Danny said while rubbing the back of his neck - "and you?"

"Jason. I have my own apartment, so don't bother "looking out" for me. I can't believe the old man called me for this shit."

The summary of the introductions: We don't want you here. Danny's starting to wonder if the favor he owns Bruce really is worth this. He was expecting to be call for some kind of magical/ghost problem, or maybe some world ending catastrophe. Isn't that what you call your cousin who also happens to be the king ghost for?

Danny took one more long breath.

"Okay, so, let's just talk ground rules and contact info." - Everyone is looking at him like they can't believe he actually said that, but well, he was left in charge after all. - "I'll be managing the kitchen since I've been told more than half of you are banned from it. Don't get yourself killed, don't get other people killed, don't make anything that would get the police, the firefighters, or an ambulance involved. You know, the basics."

More than a couple of the "kids" snorted, and Stephanie got close to Tim and whispered in his ear - "Great, we have to play normal civilians in front of our babysitter."

And really, Danny which they would. He would prefer don't getting involve in their vigilante life of Gotham. He already solved all his vigilante business long ago, and the king business is enough on his plate, but then again, that's the real reason why he's babysitting adults.

"For your night life," - Everyone freeze at the mention. - "I won't be joining you on patrol, but I'll be on the cave and manage any medical emergency. Y'all need to get a general check up after your patrol, it's not optional, but I'm sure Alfred has already told ya that. Dick, do you debrief on your apartment on Bludhaven?"

"... Um, yeah... Who-"

"Great, I'll be there for your own checkups when you go back." Danny snapped his fingers and pisces of paper appeared in front of everyone. "There's my phone number and my summon sigil. For the summon sigil you just need to hold it and call for Phantom, and I'll be there. Well, that's about it, you can go do whatever you want."

Danny was ready to disappear in the hallway and go for his bedroom in the Manor, which he hadn't seen in a decade or so, but he's sure it's still the same. Unfortunately, the kids suddenly seen really interested in keeping him in the same room as them.

Of course, given the situation, one of the Batkids will summon him during patrol just to see what happens. Because, come on, it's not like they are not curious, and this is probably one chance in a lifetime when they know exactly who they are summoning and that it's safe.

Except when Danny shows up for summons, he is in his King/Eldritch/Ancient form.

Their babysitter is a goddamn horror movie entity.