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I have a random thought, relating to the hair color of legolas. I know the most popular hair color in lotr fandom is golden, but brown is also intrigue hair color for legolas to have. I personally like brown hair Legolas (I just like the headcanon where Legolas's mom is a silvan elf who likely has dark hair that similar to the color of the woods).

But what if Leggy's hair is similar to shot silk, which is woven by warp and wept of two different colors of silk yarns to create iridescent effect. So imagine Leggy's hair can change from brown to golden at different angles, which confuses the heck of everyone in the Fellowship (just think about that great debate about yellow-white vs blue-black dress, but this time, the Fellowship have many 'secret' heat debates about Legolas's hair color). I have followed a number of fic writters aiming to make Leggy as weird as possible, why don't I throw more weird stuffs like color-changing hair into the mix?

And imagine Gimli waxing poetry after poetry about Leggy's hair like how it likes gold hidden within the stream or beneath the ground. In a sense, Gimli's hand still ran with gold, it's just this gold is a bit hidden and mysterious and only appears when looking closely at different angles, the similar to how Gimli viewed Legolas as "a very good friend" 😉😉😉 despite the prejudice between elves and dwarves 🤭🤭🤭.

Here are some samples for what Leggy's hair would be in my own imagination. Iridescent hair is dope y'all.

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Love the idea that Thranduil is still not thrilled about his son marrying a dwarf (old prejudices die hard for equally old stubborn elves) but as soon as the two land in Valinor, it is on sight for anyone who even looks at Gimli the wrong way. Like, that is his family line you're speaking about and to disrespect the dwarf is to disrespect his son and to disrespect his son is to disrespect HIM. No one's allowed to ask how it was possible for Gimli to even BE here in front of Thranduil without him being like " because he is my son's husband and the gods seem to agree that my son is a special baby boy who can do what he wants. You gonna disagree with the gods? Didn't think so, begone with your stupid fucking questions."

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social media queen under the mountain 🏔📱

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(via Claude von Riegan | What Fire Emblem: Three Houses Character Are You? (Spoilers))

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[ID copied from alt text: A digital comic showing Ladybug standing with her elbows on a railing, her hands up in the air in exasperation as she says, "so i found out that my boyfriend's father - gabriel agreste - was actually my arch-nemesis hawkmoth, who has been terrorising the city constantly. and he actually got both of our miraculous and reshaped reality and then he disappeared. so i told everyone that he - gabriel agreste - helped me defeat hawkmoth and now everyone thinks hes a hero. plus he apparently created my boyfriend from the peacock miraculous. so now ive been lying to my boyfriend about being a superhero, about his father, and about how he's a sentimonster."

"so that's what's been up with me lately," Ladybug finishes, looking over to the side.

It cuts to show Zuko staring at Ladybug, sweating nervously. "um…"

Zuko shrugs his shoulders and says, "that's… rough, buddy?"

While Zuko says that, Chat Noir lands on the roof they're both standing on. He's looking down to put his baton on his back while saying, "hey, my lady, sorry i'm late. you wouldn't believe what -"

Chat Noir looks up and cuts himself off to ask, " - is that zuko avatar?" End ID]

prince zuko, i am hawkmoth. i have given you the ability to regain your honor. nobody will be able to evade your capture, especially the avatar. all i want from you in exchange are ladybug and chat noir's miracu--

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So when Anakin Skywalker was a Jedi he looked like this

But turning to the dark side changed his physical appearance. Most notably his eyes, which became yellow (a very typical Sith transformation in many species)

And while I know that Wookies are not supposed to be able to be force sensitive and therefore cannot become Jedi or Sith, all I am saying is that

.... You know?

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The comments are a ride and a half in and of themselves

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continuation/aftermath of danny pulling nightwing out of a dumpster

don't let danny fool you with his innocent geek act. that's a working ectogun that he made to look like a phaser. he's absolutely a geek but he's not innocent

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Reblog to give the person you reblogged it from the energy to do one (1) chore or maybe many

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Alfred but he's slightly older ft a lot of rafalfred because i'm insane + a mini comic following up the last doodle : D

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Welcome to Tumblr’s Year in Review (2023′s version)

Hello, Tumblr, and welcome to your Year in Review. Inevitable as the passage of time, our Year in Review returns again this year, as we rank all the things you’ve yelled about by how much you’ve yelled about them on Tumblr in 2023.

Each year, the folks behind your weekly Fandometrics measure and categorize all the tags you used, every search, every post you made, and each and every like and reblog—to see which subjects you talked about the most. Like every year, we’re looking at volume here, not sentiment. So you might see list entries you Do Not Like that Tumblr has been vocal about Not Liking this year.

And what a year it’s been! A lot of fun happened. We all lived through Goncharov, orcas trashing mega-yachts, Barbenheimer, and mole interest, while our Artists on Tumblr continued to brighten our days and our dashes with original and fanart, and the Writers’ and SAG-AFTRA strikes were hotly debated. You showed up in full support of those folks who create the stuff you love again this year. Never change, Tumblr <3

Our lists group subjects by topic and are built from 365 days of data between October 21, 2022, and October 20, 2023. This means that Goncharov—that film we have all absolutely seen and finally remembered we love—is included in this year’s data. On the other hand, we don’t tend to include post types, so we’ve had to make ourselves exclude #polls from these lists. That hurt a little bit because, in many ways, this year belonged to polls. Bug race. Horse race. Vanilla Extract. So much nonsense of the very best kind. 

We’re bringing you a somewhat streamlined selection of lists this year. A boutique experience, if you will. A new Musical Acts list replaces the previously separate Music Groups, Kpop, and Solo Acts lists, while a consolidated Video Games list includes all your favorite console and mobile games in one handy dandy list. This is so you can really dive in deep and sit with only the most memorable moments, personalities, properties, and shared jokes of the year (and because we love a battle royale as much as the next guy, and kind of wanted to see who might come out on top). The results don’t disappoint. 

And so, with all that in mind and absolutely no further ado, let’s dive deep into the annals of Tumblr dot com in the year 2023. This is your Year in Review.

Top 23 of 2023 Ships TV Shows Movies Celebs Books Anime & Manga Video Games Web Series Web Celebs Musical Acts Tumblr Communities

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Danny wasn't sure what to do. Was this legal? He knew the bats were part of the Justice League and whatnot but surely they can't just pick him up off the street after he got into a brawl with some creeps trying to mug him!

Sure, Nightwing had jumped down to help and Danny, still in his living form with its crappy human vision, thought he was another mugger because of the dark and attacked him too.

Now he's sitting in the back seat of the batmobile with his hands in wierd bat handcuffs.

Was everything these guys owned bat themed? Yeah his parents put there last name in all the titles of their inventions but they had a brand to sell so it was excusable. Batman however, is clearly living out his bat shaped dreams. Usually Danny was all for the furrys doing thier thing, one of his best friends was a proud furry and Danny 100% supported him, but there was a line you don't cross and tall dark and fuzzy crossed it when he kidnaped one 14 year old Danny Fenton.

He couldn't Go Ghost right in front of Batman and Nightwing but he could use the one thing his mom made him take with him everywhere since he was a little boy.

His panic button.

It was powered by ectoplasm and could get through signal jammer with no problem. If he pressed the button his parents would drop everything to come save him. They made sure to put little sirens and flashing lights in thier own hazmat suits to make sure they didn't accidentally miss it. Sure they looked hilarious the few times he had seen it go off in his life but it was highly effective.

So he pushed the button and his parents were charging torward them in record time, the GAV playing chicken with the freaking batmobile. Suddenly his mothers voice came from the panic button, "Are you in the front of back, sweetie?"

"I, uh." He stuttered, looking up at the shocked face of Nightwing before answering, "The back."

"Perfect." He mother said darkly.

A trio of high mechanical whines filled the air and Danny didn't need to look through the windshield to know the buzz saws were out.

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Bruce just wanted to know why Danny Fenton, youngest of the Fenton Family and son of Jack Fenton and Madeline Walker, two people whose marriage brokered peace between thier prospective mafia syndicate families, was doing in Gotham beating up low level thugs.

He was not expecting overprotective mad scientist parents.

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Short DPXDC Prompts #1002

Dash has been working with STAR labs for 3 years now. His coworkers are lovely, the pay is great, and he loves what he does and everything is perfect. Until Dash’s boss gets a message from the Teen Titans that they have a blood sample of an unknown alien they’d like to be studied to hopefully find any potential information about them. Dash thinks nothing of it. He’s had multiple encounters with various hero organizations and has done the best he can at every request given. The blood sample arrives. Dash’s heart turns to ice. He hoped he would leave Amity Park behind for good. But before his very eyes in a container with a note next to it that says “Run tests to see Lazarus Water similarities”, is a vial of ectoplasm.

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Deathstroke kept working at the lock on the upstairs window while talking to him, calling him "Nightwings secret son" in the creepiest voice Danny has ever heard as Danny watched him from the computer monitor. This guy had been trying to break in and kidnap Danny for days but the house keeps fighting him off and Danny was on his very first stay-cation away from ghosts. He wasn't going to deal with this wierdo if he could avoid it.

He had put a lot of work into setting this up. He and Jazz had convinced thier parents to go to a two week occult conference in Fawcett City and leave Danny home alone while Jazz was off taking collage classes in Central City in hopes that it will help her get into her dream collage when she turns 18. Danny even sent Vlad on a while goose chase that sent him into the path of that trench coat guy people kept warning him about before shutting down the portals.

Danny refuses to let all of his effort go to waste and the house is pretty well defended so he decided to just use this as entertainment as he munches on dry cereal.

They didn't have any popcorn in the house and he's not leaving with captain crazy still out there.

Eventually Danny gets bored and @s Nightwing on Chirper simply telling him that Deathstroke was trying to kidnap him and it has something to do with Nightwing. He sends him a fail compilation video of all the times Deathstroke failed to get into the house and getting progressively more angry. The last video showed Deathstroke absolutely enraged.

Danny thought that Nightwing probably had a similar situation with Deathstroke that Danny himself have with Vlad and that he'd laugh and show it to all his superhero friends and they'd mock him together.

He was not expecting half of the batclan in Amity Park 3 hours later. Nor was he expecting to get kidnapped by the bats the moment he was out of the house.

He was most upset by everyone calling him a dick though. Was what he did really that bad? Talking back to adults usually didn't get him anywhere so he just kept quiet and went with them, expecting to have to give testimony to the police or something.

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Sam and Tucker have had enough

Amity Park is wayyyyyy too dangerous for Danny! Tucker agrees!

His parents and the GIW and the lack of basic human rights and dignity; literally anywhere else would treat him with respect.

They need a plan to force Danny's obsession away from Amity and onto another city, one that will either help protect him or be easier to hide in.

Cyborg was not expecting a young man from Illinois to hack his way into a Zeta tube, pop up in the tower, and start handing out resumes as to why he would make an amazing sidekick.

Poison Ivy was not expecting, in the middle of a fight, for a young woman to approach her with a resume as to why she would be a good assistant.

The director of Arkham was not expecting a young woman who finished her major early to walk into his office and lay a folder of blackmail on his desk, usurping his position in the span of one week as the Head of Operations.

Now Phantom is making periodic trips outside of Amity; he's usually one of the first on scene to calm down Ivy's new assistant in Gotham, and he's usually the second or third backup for Cyborg's new sidekick whenever the boy gets in over his head.

He's doing it with more and more frequency.

Other Amity Parkers start doing it; Dash applies for the police force in Gotham, Paulina applies for a job as a journalist in Metropolis, Wes applies for a job as a PI in Star City; and every time they manage to get themselves in too deep, Phantom is the first one they call for.

And Phantom, with each save, showcases more and more of his power.

Which leads to a major question on all citizens minds; What the fuck is wrong with Amity that they need a superhero that goddamn strong full time?

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The Real reason why Akechi is unaffected by the dream world

“Akechi is unaffected by the dream world because he’s a Wildcard user like Joker”, is what most people would say.

I thought that was the only reason too UNTIL my recent reply I made about Maruki and Akechi. Something suddenly sparked in my brain when I was thinking about what I said, and so… I came into a conclusion that the real reason why Akechi is unaffected by the dream world is because:

Maruki never had a counseling session with Akechi and therefore, he cannot tamper with Akechi’s cognitive “shadow”. Akechi is completely immune to Maruki.

I’ll elaborate. When it comes to the public masses, Maruki was able to alter their memories and “made their dreams come true”, because he was able to tamper with their shadows in Mementos. All of the public’s shadows resided in Mementos. However, tampering with everyone’s shadows takes time because Maruki needed to find each shadow one-by-one. That’s why not everyone is affected by the dream world yet when Joker entered it for the first time.

Maruki and the PTs

Persona users are a different case, because their cognitive shadows became one with them. Their shadows will not be seen in Mementos at all. Maruki used a different method to tamper with Persona users and that is counseling and learning about their wishes and their past memories. He was able to tamper with their cognitive “shadows” this way.

But Maruki had a counseling session with Joker too, so why didn’t he alter Joker’s memories? Well firstly, Joker is Wildcard so he is aware of the dream world. Secondly, I think Joker was CLOSE to being affected, but Lavenza helped him become immune to it. Before the dream world transition, Joker had a strange dream where he was in his school but it was dark and empty. Joker followed Lavenza’s butterfly out of that school. It’s a sign that Joker repelled Maruki’s power on him. I guess that’s a perk of being a Wildcard with a Velvet Room.

Maruki cannot alter Joker’s memories BUT Maruki can look into Joker’s memories and use that to bring Akechi and Joker together in the dream world (Wow, a ShuAke shipper on deck much? 😂).

Maruki and Akechi

So back to Akechi. Maruki never had a counseling session with Akechi. Maruki doesn’t know Akechi’s wish. He doesn’t know Akechi’s past memories. Therefore, Maruki couldn’t look into Akechi’s memories. He also couldn’t tamper with Akechi’s cognitive shadow nor can he alter his memories.

Akechi is completely immune and unaffected. That’s why Maruki couldn’t manipulate him. That’s why Akechi had a will of his own and wanted to get out of the dream world. Joker on the other hand, had the disadvantage of Maruki being able to see his memories. Hence the angsty 2/2 scene.

Although I do think Akechi being a Wildcard does add on to being unaffected too…

And the Actualization Ending?

In the Actualization Ending (the “bad” ending where Joker accepted the dream world), Akechi’s behavior suddenly changed back to his old princely personality. Does that mean Maruki was finally able to alter Akechi’s memories? Hmm I don’t think so 🤔. Akechi is STILL aware that he’s still in the dream world. I think he wouldn’t be aware if Maruki tampered with his cognitive “shadow”.

As you can see in this bad ending picture below, Akechi and Joker are the only ones looking at the player or the camera. This indicates that they are both still aware that they’re living in the dream world.

So yeah, those are my thoughts on why Akechi is unaffected. I’m not sure if I’m forgetting anything. Again, I still do think that Akechi being a Wildcard adds on to that too. I think that Akechi and Joker are aware of the dream world because they’re both Wildcards.

And no, Akechi is not a cognitive fake in the dream world. He’s still alive in reality.

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TWINcognito mode part 2 (Tim and Danny Pretend to be Twins AU)

Part 1, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, AO3

“And you’re absolutely certain that this is my universe?” Bruce asked again, causing Flash to let out a loud groan as he turned around to pace the BatCave.

“Yes, I’ve checked you over and over again. Did you trigger some sort of event when you went back in time? Yes. Is this your universe? Also yes! Look, whatever changed wasn’t that big of a deal-”

“-I consider my children rather important, Flash.”

Flash froze, a look of horror briefly crossing his face.

“No. No, is one of them no longer-?”

“I didn’t lose any children,” Bruce reassured Flash, “But I appear to have gained one. Red Robin has a…twin. That twin most certainly did not exist when I left.”

Flash frowned, tilting his head.

“Huh. Well, congratulations on the new kid.”

They stared blankly at each other.

“And you’re sure-?”

“Yes!”

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“Ah, so Ti-Da-son, I-uh. How…how’s that case going?”

Tim turned, half out of his Red Robin suit and tired.

“It’s…fine?”

“I see. That’s good. How is your…how are you?”

Tim narrowed his eyes, and even Damian joined in to stare at Bruce, both of their noses wrinkling in confusion.

“Bruce, are you-?”

“Father, are you having a stroke?”

Bruce turned around, all rough edges as he marched to the batcomputer.

“Nevermind. Carry on.”

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“What the fuck are you doing here, Replacement?”

Tim raised an eyebrow and lifted up the ground coffee he was holding.

“Shopping?”

Jason snarled, and some of the other shoppers moved away.

“You know better than to-”

“When did you tell me not to come here?”

Jason froze, shock temporarily wiping emotion from his face.

“When did I-? Ages ago! What, did you forget?”

Tim shook his head slowly.

“No Jason, you told Tim not to come here. When did you ever tell me?”

“What the absolute hell is that supposed to mean?”

Tim sighed, Disappointment etched into his face; the little shit was clearly being condescending on purpose. Jason felt like punching something. Probably the punk in front of him. What was this third person bullshit?

“How many years, and you still can’t tell? I swear, I’m just gonna stop responding when you mess up.”

“And I reiterate; what does that mean?” Jason cried, throwing up his arms. 

Tim ignored him and walked to the checkout.

“Don’t you walk away from me! Hey! Pretender! Get back here!”

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Bruce stared at Tim. Daniel. One of them. Only one of them ever showed up for Brunch, and currently Bruce wasn’t sure who’s turn it was. He was also certain that all of his children just automatically assumed it was Tim every time, like Daniel didn’t exist. 

He was starting to suspect that whatever he’d done, his family maintained knowledge of how the universe used to be and were almost wholly unaware of Daniel. He’d have to hold a family meeting and explain it to them, but he refused to let Daniel feel like he was worth any less than any of his siblings.

It didn’t help that apparently, Daniel and Tim refused to be seen together. From the files he’d pulled, it was probably a leftover habit from Jack and Janet Drake hiding the twin with the meta powers. Daniel had a listed incident of blasting a hole in the wall when he was six, and from there his parents had elected to avoid potential embarrassment by just…not including him.

And apparently, to Daniel and Tim at least, Bruce had done nothing to dissuade that. He had to change that, but he wasn’t sure how to address it without letting Daniel know that he just…hadn’t existed until Bruce came back.

The twin at the table stole Dick’s bacon and just ate it without a word. From what Bruce could tell from his few interactions with Daniel, the boy loved puns. 

So given the silence, he was fairly confident that this one was Tim.

“So, Tim,” he started, interrupting another argument between his children, “You do know that all of my children are welcome here, right?”

The table fell quiet as every single person there turned to stare at him like he was mad.

“...Is this because I broke Damian’s favorite paintbrush? Because I swear I wasn’t trying to establish dominance and kick him out of his own home. Unlike some people.”

“You did what?!”

Bruce leaned forward and buried his head in his hands, letting the noises of the table wash over him.

The family meeting could wait; he’d have to spell it out to Daniel himself.

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Dick knocked on the door to Tim’s penthouse. They hadn’t hung out in awhile, and he still felt bad about the whole…Robin thing.

It hadn’t been fun when it had been taken away from him, and he could have at least been a bit gentler in easing Tim into the loss.

Tim answered the door, bleary eyed and tousled hair a testament to the bed he had just walked away from.

“...Dick?” he asked, voice rough.

“Hey Baby Bird! Mind if I come in?” Dick held up his package; donuts from Tim’s favorite place and coffee from his other favorite place. “I thought maybe we could hang out!”

Tim stared at him, then shrugged and opened the door all the way.

“Sure, let me get him.”

Dick was left standing in the entryway, bewildered, as Tim disappeared down the hallway to his own room.

Dick was still bewildered when Tim walked back out of his room, still in his pajamas, but with a different shirt.

“Coffee?” his little brother asked, reaching out eagerly.

“Uh, sure?”

There was no further movement in the penthouse. Was Tim suffering a mental break?

Dick made a mental note to check in on Tim more often.

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Duke stared at Not-Tim.

Not-Tim stared back.

“Can I help you or…?”

Duke squinted at Not-Tim.

Not-Tim was a bright void, for all that the description negated itself. Lazarus green danced along the edges, but ultimately it was a bright, luminescent void.

“Are you…a meta?” Duke asked, trying to figure it out. Maybe this was a shapeshifter friend of Tim’s?

Not-Tim smiled, an out of place one that didn’t fit on Tim’s face.

“I am, yes.”

“...But?” Duke prompted, sensing that the sentence wasn’t finished.

Not-Tim leaned in close, a mischievous smirk replacing the smile.

“My twin isn’t,” Not-Tim whispered, handing Duke a drivers license for one Daniel Janus Drake-Wayne.

Oh. 

Oh!

“Wait, where have you-?” Duke whispered, leaning in closer.

“Ra’s was very interested in Tim 2.0, but I’m not the detective my brother is, so he was actually pretty disappointed. I got the information I needed and left; I really only just got back.”

That made so much more sense! That was why Ra’s was so obsessed!

“Have you told the family you’re back yet?” Duke asked, wondering if everyone was even aware that Daniel was alive.

“We never told them we were twins. It started as a joke, only ever being here one at a time. Now we’re just seeing how long it takes for everyone to realize without outright showing them. You’re the fourth; according to Barbara, that makes you have a passing grade of 80.”

“Can I help?” Duke hissed, glancing over his shoulder to make sure no one was listening in.

Daniel (Danny? That seemed to fit better.) laughed.

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“Well?” Damian asked, glaring at the back of Drake’s head as the fool showed his back to the enemy.

The Imposter didn’t even turn around.

“Well?” Damian repeated, gritting his teeth.

“Well what, Damian?”

“You have yet to call me that degrading name. Have you reconsidered utilizing it? I must know now lest I be constantly waiting for that foul name to leave your-”

“What name, el-witwaat?”

Damian felt himself stiffen. The last time he had heard that name had been from his last nanny, and his mother had made sure that it was the last thing that ever left the woman’s mouth. It was…cute. To hear it and know it referred to him was a stain on his honor.

Damian was not cute. He was a formidable warrior.

He needed to be prepared if Drake was going to utilize psychological warfare and-

“It isn’t my nickname for you, though.” Drake said, typing away at his laptop. Damian fought the urge to obliterate the machine. He was making no sense, and Drake knew it.

“On the plane, you insisted to Thomas that you were the only one to call me that atrocity.”

Instead of acknowledging it, Drake only made an irritated huff and shut the laptop, standing up to leave.

“Yeah, he said that it was his nickname for you. Not me.”

Damian trailed after Drake as his older…predecessor left.

“I do not understand why you refer to yourself in third person, Drake, but it is not becoming of someone from your station.”

The door to the front of the manor was shut in Damian’s face.

Rude.

Confusing.

Drake was up to something, and Damian needed to know what it was.

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Dick watched as Kon came by to pick Tim up, laughing a little as the Super swooped down to yank Tim into the sky.

“Come on, flying buddy, let’s go; we gotta race!”

Huh. Well that was a weird phrase to say. Tim couldn’t fly.

…

Tim couldn’t fly, right?

Duke shoved past Dick, almost knocking him over, as he rushed towards Kon and Tim.

“Kon, that's Tim! Kon, you have the wrong-that’s Tim! Kon!”

Dick narrowed his eyes, the detective part of his brain that never turned off starting to pick up on the strange inconsistencies from the past month or so.

In the training exercise, he hadn’t seen Tim put the spiders in his bag. Or steal his socks and sleeping bag, but he’d been very careful about making sure the bag never left his sight. So sneaking by him, who had been Batman on multiple occasions, and filling it with spiders? Nearly impossible.

Unless it was a meta.

Tim walking into his room, only to walk back out in a different pajama shirt flashed into his mind.

The Tim that had greeted him at the door had slouched a bit more, his voice had its intonations and mannerisms just a little to the left of the Tim that had come back out of the bedroom.

No. No way.

Dick…had another brother?

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Steph was on a mission. It was important. Life altering.

She needed graham crackers and for some fucking reason, every single grocery store she’d gone to was out.

This. This was her last hope.

Not because it was the last grocery store in the entire city, but because if she didn’t find the stupid graham crackers here she was just going to give up and buy a cheesecake.

She really hoped she wouldn’t have to go that route; homemade was best.

Cass was right there with her, scouring the shelves for just one box of those sweet, crumbly crackers.

But this store was a bust as well-Steph watched in horror as the last box was snatched up by some deranged criminal, an absolute villain oh wait it was Tim.

“Tim!” she cried, jogging forward.

But Tim didn’t turn around?

Wow. Rude.

She’d remember this.

Cass tapped her shoulder and shook her head, laughing quietly.

“Not Tim. Danny!”

Tim stopped and looked around, confused, before his gaze fell on Steph and Cass.

Then he just looked surprised.

“Steph? You never talk to me. What’s up?”

What?

Steph didn’t respond, stuck in her thoughts as she was.

What was happening? Who was Danny? Had she fallen into another universe and just not known? Was Tim’s name Danny in this universe?

Cass stepped forward, amusement visible as she gave Tim-Danny?-a hug.

“Steph wants to make cheesecake, you have the last graham crackers.”

Tim’s lookalike made a surprised sound, before shrugging and handing over the box to Steph.

“I’ll tell my brother you said hi,” Tim-Danny- said, waving before walking away.

Wait.

Wait.

Brother?

Tim had a twin?!

Tim had a twin and he hadn’t told her?! That bastard! This would not stand.

Steph bolted forward and draped herself on Danny’s back, throwing the graham crackers back in his cart.

“Change of plans; I’m going to make cheesecake and we aren’t giving any to Tim. It’s punishment for not telling me about you.”

Danny looked delighted, and Steph preened. Yes, this boy knew when good food was being offered to him. None of that ‘Oh I can’t eat right now Steph I’m about to leave for a mission’ or ‘Are you sure you know how to cook that’ shit.

“Barbara’s going to be there, and Harley and Pam and fuck it we’re going to make it a girls night plus Danny. I cannot believe he didn’t tell me about you; can you imagine how embarrassing it would have been if I’d made that mistake when we were going out? Can you imagine?”

Danny laughed and pushed the cart forward towards the chip aisle.

“Well if we’re having a girls night, what else should we get? I’m feeling green and purple nail polish.”

Oh yes. Yes, this one would do nicely. The Birds of Prey would keep Danny; the Bats could have Tim.

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“Dami!”

Damian turned from his painting, observing as Richard stumbled to a stop in front of him.

“Richard? Is something wrong?” Damian slowly set aside his brushes, subconsciously preparing himself for bad news.

“No, no nothing’s…well. Hey, next time Tim calls you el-witwaat, tell me immediately, okay?”

Damian frowned.

“I fail to see what that has to do with-”

“I don’t think it’s Tim,” Dick interrupted, wild eyed and tense.

Damian slid off of his chair. For how insufferable Timothy was, he was still a part of their family; if someone had taken Tim’s place then they would have to mobilize immediately to rescue him.

“I am prepared to rescue the Imposter-”

“Boys,” Father interrupted from the doorway; Todd was standing behind him, as was Thomas, “Family meeting in the Cave.”

~~~~~~

“So I know it’s a prank, but I’m kind of feeling…”

“...Mildly offended that they can’t tell us apart?”

Tim cracked open an energy drink and chugged it.

Danny sat, content with his Orange Juice.

It had been roughly a month, and Danny was beginning to remember who he was as a person and learn what he liked as a mortal.

Danny liked puns, Tim did not unless it was under very specific circumstances. Danny wasn’t a die-hard coffee fan, Tim most certainly was. Danny liked sleeping; he’d forgotten how fantastic it was. Tim actively avoided it. Where Tim was detective-minded and his smarts focused on crime, Danny was not, and his smarts focused on engineering and space. They were both combat trained, but Danny was more inclined to use it for self defense, as opposed to Tim using it for active offense.

Most importantly though; Tim craved being a vigilante with every fiber of his being. Danny was perfectly happy living his new life as a civilian this time. His obsession, while there, was muted; he knew he could fulfill it by creating protective devices. Which, honestly, given what company his twin brother owned? It was looking like a great career choice.

He was so seriously considering it that Danny was actually looking at taking classes at Gotham University in engineering, but he and Tim had…concerns. About paparazzi, mostly.

Essentially, they were two very different people; but while Danny may have started out as a clone, he and Tim felt that the term ‘Twin’ was actually rather perfect. 

It had been unanimously decided to keep the identity that Tim and Barbara had made Danny, and that was exactly when the trouble had started.

Danny and Tim were starting to get annoyed.

Now that the lines between them weren’t so blurred in terms of identity, and they were very aware of who each other was, it was honestly a little offensive that their siblings hadn’t been able to spot who was who. Or at least notice that something was off; they’d given a million clues.

“They’re idiots,” Tim sighed, throwing himself into his chair.

“It was fun at first, and it still is kinda, I just feel like…” Danny trailed off, sighing and burying his woes in his scrambled eggs.

Tim nodded, understanding.

They wanted to continue this venue of entertainment, but maybe with a little different flavor.

“Oh, if you two are bored you don’t have to worry about the prank changing pace,” Barara said from the open laptop, distracted as she worked on something separate, “B has decided that Danny’s existence is new due to him messing with the Time Stream, and that the Bats are the only ones that were unaffected by the knowledge except Tim. He doesn’t want to hurt Danny’s feelings by letting him know that he’s a relatively new existence.”

Oh?

Danny and Tim looked at each other, identical grins beginning to shine through.

It was time to change tactics.

~~~~~~

Jason sat on the hood of the Batmobile, hating that he had been roped into this stupid family meeting.

Dickface was pacing, the baby bat was sulking, Narrows looked nervous, Cass was in Hong Kong, and Babsgirl looked bored from her place on the screen.

“Thank you for coming here,” the Old Man started, pulling up some poor fucks entire documented life on the computer screen, “I will get to the point. I believe I altered the Time Stream when I was lost in it, and there have been a few consequences. I am mainly concerned about this one; do any of you know of Daniel?”

Jason squinted at the screen, trying to see if this was an instance of remembering a face and not a name, and-

-Hold up.

That was Replacement’s face.

“His name is Daniel?” Dickface asked, sounding fucking happy for some reason.

“You guys didn’t know about Danny?” Duke asked, looking confused.

“Wait, none of you remember Danny?” Barbara asked, looking pissed, “He’s literally the only male member of the Birds of Prey. Bruce, what did you do?”

B looked dumbfounded.

“He’s one of your-? There weren't any files about the Birds of Prey.”

“That would be because I wiped them; he just spent two years in deep cover at the League of Assassins; there couldn’t be a trail that would indicate espionage. Which is his speciality. Bruce, do you really remember none of this?”

“This does rather explain a few things.”

Jason felt his jaw drop.

“Oh that fucker!” slipped out of his mouth as he slid off the car and started pacing.

“...Todd?” The little demon brat asked, confused.

“‘You told Tim that, you didn’t tell me’, fuck! He fucking spelled it out for me and I didn’t see it!” Fuck the whole magically appearing twin thing, had it really taken them this long to spot it?!

Wait.

Jason rounded on Duke.

“Do you remember him?!”

Narrows shook his head, holding up his hands.

“He left on that mission before I got here, but yeah I pretty much knew the instant he came back. None of you noticed?” Duke looked alarmed, glancing between them and Barbara.

“Well pretty much every single one of you failed the test we set up for awareness, but now there’s a bigger problem,” Barbara sighed, taking off her glasses so she could massage her temples.

Dick just looked thoughtful.

“The espionage thing is probably why none of us caught him during the prank war in the forest. Training. I meant training.”

B cleared his throat, redirecting attention.

“I have reason to believe that we may be the only ones who do not remember Daniel-”

Duke hissed, wincing.

“Yeah, he really doesn’t like that name. It’s Danny.”

“...Danny. We may be the only ones who do not remember Danny. I suspect that I interfered with the Time Stream, despite my efforts not to, and it resulted in Tim being a twin. Not the worst outcome by far, but the issue is that as far as Danny is concerned, he’s known us for most of his life.”

Jason felt a bit sick.

“And we just…forgot him. From his point of view.” Dick finished, sounding ill as well.

“We cannot let him know that we do not know him,” Damian said, looking surprisingly determined, “We must use our skill sets to learn as much as we can to paint how we treated him in the past, and either emulate it or change it to match our current circumstances.”

The Old Man nodded in agreement, as did Dick. Duke and Barbara just looked done, and Jason…Jason felt like throwing up.

What, it wasn’t enough to forget the kid, now they had to lie to his face and pretend like they knew him?

All fake smiles and hidden glances, just like when he’d calmed down enough to first come back to the Manor without attacking anyone. Faking trust where there was none, pretending to accept him when they knew nothing about him.

Fuck that.

Fuck this.

Jason walked out of the Cave without a word.

~~~~~~

The new plan was simple.

They’d show up together at perfectly normal places and act like nothing was new.

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