Me: "Looking at this picture of Tim and Cass... I can say that I am equally attracted to both of them...'
Natasha: "So can Kon."
9/10: tim/kon for only-emily
(you can’t keep sending him dirty texts, kon. batman has access to his phone!)
The second illustration I did for the SH Anthology. As I said before, I forgot the deadline and ended up rushing, so this… slow me finished this in one day’s time ;o; Look guys, I did a background~
Match Me Part 1 (Rough Draft)
“Excuse me?”
There weren’t many things that could take Barbara Gordon by surprise anymore. Through her training as Batgirl she’d been exposed to many strange and unusual situations and during her career as Oracle, she’d learned how to deconstruct and navigate around them. But, this was just …baffling to her. Cassandra’s Blackbat costume was much less concealing than her Batgirl costume had been, allowing Barbara to better make out the expression on her sucessor’s face. The seriousness of it merely added to her confusion.
“ Find me love match,” Cassandra said arms crossed over her chest.
“Do I look like an online dating service to you?” Barbara said turning back to face her computer. “I have better things to do than play match maker. Besides, I’m not really in any position to lecture you about your romantic decisions in life condisdering-“
“You lecture about everything else,” Cassandra said and began counting off on her fingers. “Eat, sleep, rest…”
“Those things are actually important,” Barbara said, a request of assistance from The Question popped up in the corner of her computer screen. “Now, if you’ll excuse me I have work to do.”
Cassandra glared at the back of her mentor’s head before turning to slide back out the window through which she’d entered. “Is important,” she muttered under her breathe as she went.
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Damian Wayne had a sincere appreciation for the way that his sister—he would claim her as a sibling but, none of those other bumbling idiots—fought. Her movements were always swift and precise with a certain grace to them that could only be executed by a true martial artist. Tonight, however, something was off. Her speed and accuracy remained in tack but, he noticed that the level of the techniques she was using were lower almost as if she wished to draw out the battle for as long as she could.
He decided not to comment on this until after they’d returned home from patrol.
“Something amiss,” he asked as they climbed up the stairs, leaving the cave behind and heading into the den.
“What?”
“You seem upset.”
“Oh,” she said. “Barbara being a butthead.”
Damian didn’t have much of an opinion on the former Batgirl. They had worked together on a few cases back when Grayson had filled in as Batman for his father but, their one-on-one conversations had been short, rare, and never very personal. Still, he did have his skills of observation. He knew that his father considered her a powerful ally, that the Robins before him had all maintained decent relationships with her, and that Pennyworth seemed to insist on visiting her regularly claiming her to be of a greater level of sanity than his daily charges. Up until now, he’d also assumed that she and Cassandra were fairly close. Refusing to believe that his observations had been wrong and deciding instead that perhaps his sister’s anger was clouding her judgment, he chose to tread carefully.
“That’s arguable…”
“No, truth.” Cassandra said folding her arms and huffing in indignation.
“What’s true?” Dick asked from his spot on the couch. The boys were lying about the den in various stages of not watching a soap opera that was playing loudly on the TV. Dick sat upside on the couch, his neck hanging off the seat cushions in a way that Damian knew would have him complaining about the pain later, Jason sat on the other side of the couch polishing his helmet with a greasy rag, and Tim sat on the floor between them, typing away on his laptop.
“Babs an ass.”
“Miss Cassandra, I would ask that you refrain from using such language in the presence of Master Damian,” Alfred said walking into den. He held a large silver tray; on it was a porcelain plate piled high with piping hot chocolate chip cookies and five cups of milk. “Such language is not fit to exit a lady’s mouth and even less so to enter a young child’s ears.”
“Sorry,” Cass said taking her cup of milk and passing one to Damian, who “tt”-ed and muttered beneath his breath about how much of a child that he was not.
Aflred moved to hand out the snacks to the males lounging on the couch.
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“So you were saying about Babs?,” Dick prompted, after Alfred had left the room. He’d forfeited his seat to Damian choosing instead to sit cross legged on the floor beside his sister. He knew that things between Barbara and Cassandra had been tense what with the former having taken on a new protégé and the latter’s disappearing act the year prior.
“Forget Babs,” Cass said waving a hand dismissively. “ Need your help…want boyfriend.” Damian, who had been munching on a cookie but, also keeping one ear open to hear of his sister’s plight began to choke. This garnered the attention of his other two siblings. Jason reached over slapping the young boy hard on the back. Tim showed his concern by pausing his typing and waiting for his little brother’s breathing to even out before he resumed.
“You okay, little D?” Dick asked.
“Yes,” Damian said shortly. “Pennyworth’s baking efficiency must be decreasing more rapidly with his ever increasing age.”
“Yup,” Jason said leaning back on his side of the couch. “Bet it has nothing to do with the fact that your balls haven’t dropped yet.”
Tim bit his lip to keep from laughing.
“Anyway,” Dick said turning the subject back to Cassandra before his brothers could start arguing. “Why ask me?”
“You be with many women,” Cass said simply and Dick felt a hot blush cover his cheeks at her bluntness.
Jason snickered and muttered, “She’s got you there Dickie - slut.” Tim tried his best to hide a smile by ducking his head and Damian decided that it was about he got going, rising from his seat, and heading for the door after discarding of his napkin in a nearby waist basket. He did not need to hear this.
“But you also easier,” Cass continued and Dick wished that she would stop because he most definitely did not want to hear about much how promiscuous his sister considered his relationships to be. But, she surprised him, the way she did many who underestimated her skills of observation due to her due difficulty with words. “You more open…nicer… better friend…”
Tim was sure that Dick’s squeal of joy could be heard half way to China. He reached up, grabbing Damian’s hand as he passed them on his way to the door,
pulled him to the floor where he wrapped his arms around both of his siblings. “Of course I’ll help you!”
(Detective Comics #732 - No Man’s Land)
The moment after Babs saw Helena wearing a Bat costume similar to his old Batgirl one. It wasn’t that easy for Barbara to give up that role.
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JFC poor Babs… Bruce, you did that before with Dick and you didn’t think that would piss him off?
And Jason, but that was a bit more complicated…
I think Dick Grayson is the kind of big brother that’d be obsessed with tumblr and teach his unsuspecting, pop culture starved siblings to quote all the best memes.
A quickie, since the queue is empty and I don’t think I’ll be able to refil it properly till the weekend. Sorry!
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DC-Youngsters Giveaway for arcticfritillary
The request was Dick doing push ups while Barbara sits on his back.
I haven’t drawn any of the the ladies in a while and it was fun to draw Barbara again!
I hope you like it, arctic!
Hint: It’s probably something dirty.
Based on the *crazy* response to the last comic, I’m taking it that my sense of humor is not entirely unwelcome on Tumblr, and so, more comics!
As always, got a request, suggestion, comment or question? Put it in my ask box!
AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!! Steph’s squee face, Cass’s cuddle face and Dick showing up like “what about me” and blushes—aaaah!!! the whole thing is toooo cute! (Yes, Cass is my fave Batman too. LOL)
